[originaltext] One day newly wedded Nancy lost her ring while helping to plan

One day newly wedded Nancy lost her ring while helping to plant potatoes. Friends were called and the fields were searched long but in vain. Later, when the potatoes were harvested, everyone looked out for the ring but it remained lost. Another year came round and all the farmers working in the field kept their eyes open. And year after year, whoever had business in the field always had Nancy’s ring in his mind.
   Then the farm changed hands but the memory of the lost ring remained alive until thirty-eight years had passed. Then came a spring day when a man was ploughing the field behind a pair of horses. Even after thirty-eight years he still looked out for the ring. And this time, when he came to the field, he found it. He picked it up, put it carefully into his pocket, left his horses and ran all the way to the village and placed it into Nancy’s hand.