In the street, up there, was an old, a very old house--it was almost three hundred years old, for that might be known by reading the great beam on which the date of the year was carved: together with tulips and hop-binds there were whole verses spelled as in former times, and over every window was a distorted face cut out in the beam. The one story stood forward a great way over the other; and directly under the eaves was a leaden spout with a dragon's head; the rain-water should have run out of the mouth, but it ran out of the belly, for there was a hole in the spout.
街上，那里，有一座老房子，一栋非常老的房子——它几乎已经是老房子了。 三百年了，因为这可以通过阅读伟大的著作来了解 刻有年份日期的横梁：连同郁金香和 跳跃绑定有整首诗的拼写就像以前一样，并且超过 每扇窗户都是横梁上刻出的一张扭曲的脸。一个故事 比另一个人向前站了一大截；就在屋檐下 是一个带有龙头的铅制喷嘴；雨水应该已经流走 从嘴里流出来，但从肚子里流出来，因为肚子上有一个洞 喷嘴。
All the other houses in the street were so new and so neat, with large window panes and smooth walls, one could easily see that they would have nothing to do with the old house: they certainly thought, “How long is that old decayed thing to stand here as a spectacle in the street? And then the projecting windows stand so far out, that no one can see from our windows what happens in that direction! The steps are as broad as those of a palace, and as high as to a church tower. The iron railings look just like the door to an old family vault, and then they have brass tops--that's so stupid!”
街上的所有其他房子都是那么新、那么整洁、有大 窗玻璃和光滑的墙壁，人们可以很容易地看到他们会有 与老房子无关：他们当然想，“还有多久？” 那个腐烂的老东西还站在这里成为街上的奇观吗？并且 那么凸出的窗户就那么突出，没人能从那里看到 我们的窗户朝那个方向发生了什么！步骤很广泛 那些像宫殿一样高，像教堂塔楼一样高。铁栏杆 看起来就像一个古老的家庭金库的门，然后他们有黄铜 上衣——这太愚蠢了！”
On the other side of the street were also new and neat houses, and they thought just as the others did; but at the window opposite the old house there sat a little boy with fresh rosy cheeks and bright beaming eyes: he certainly liked the old house best, and that both in sunshine and moonshine. And when he looked across at the wall where the mortar had fallen out, he could sit and find out there the strangest figures imaginable; exactly as the street had appeared before, with steps, projecting windows, and pointed gables; he could see soldiers with halberds, and spouts where the water ran, like dragons and serpents. That was a house to look at; and there lived an old man, who wore plush breeches; and he had a coat with large brass buttons, and a wig that one could see was a real wig. Every morning there came an old fellow to him who put his rooms in order, and went on errands; otherwise, the old man in the plush breeches was quite alone in the old house. Now and then he came to the window and looked out, and the little boy nodded to him, and the old man nodded again, and so they became acquaintances, and then they were friends, although they had never spoken to each other--but that made no difference. The little boy heard his parents say, “The old man opposite is very well off, but he is so very, very lonely!”
街道的另一边也有新的、整齐的房子， 和其他人一样思考；但在老房子对面的窗户 那里坐着一个小男孩，脸颊鲜红，眼睛明亮： 他当然最喜欢这座老房子，无论是在阳光下还是在阳光下。 月光。当他望向对面那堵迫击炮的墙时 摔倒了，他可以坐下来找出最奇怪的人物 可以想象；街道和以前一模一样，有台阶， 凸窗和尖山墙；他可以看到士兵 水流之处有戟，有喷流，如龙蛇。 那是一座值得一看的房子；那里住着一位老人，他穿着毛绒的衣服 马裤；他有一件带有大黄铜纽扣的外套，还有一顶假发 可以看到是真的假发。每天早上都有一位老人来找他 他整理房间，出去办事；不然老头子 穿着毛绒马裤的老房子里很孤独。他时不时地 来到窗前向外望去，小男孩向他点点头， 老人又点了点头，于是他们就成了熟人，然后 他们是朋友，虽然他们从未互相说过话——但是 这没有什么区别。小男孩听到父母说：“老 对面的人很富裕，但他却非常非常孤独！”
The Sunday following, the little boy took something, and wrapped it up in a piece of paper, went downstairs, and stood in the doorway; and when the man who went on errands came past, he said to him--
接下来的周日，小男孩拿了一些东西，并把它包起来 写下一张纸，下楼，站在门口；当 那个出差的人走过来，他对他说——
“I say, master! will you give this to the old man over the way from me? I have two pewter soldiers--this is one of them, and he shall have it, for I know he is so very, very lonely.”
“我说，主人！你能从我这里把这个交给老夫吗？ 我有两个锡兵——这是其中之一，他应该拥有它， 因为我知道他非常非常孤独。”
And the old errand man looked quite pleased, nodded, and took the pewter soldier over to the old house. Afterwards there came a message; it was to ask if the little boy himself had not a wish to come over and pay a visit; and so he got permission of his parents, and then went over to the old house.
老差人看上去很高兴，点点头，接过锡器。 士兵来到老房子。随后传来一条消息；原来是 询问小男孩是否愿意过来付钱 参观；于是他征得了父母的同意，然后就去了 老房子。
And the brass balls on the iron railings shone much brighter than ever; one would have thought they were polished on account of the visit; and it was as if the carved-out trumpeters--for there were trumpeters, who stood in tulips, carved out on the door--blew with all their might, their cheeks appeared so much rounder than before. Yes, they blew--“Trateratra! The little boy comes! Trateratra!”--and then the door opened.
铁栏杆上的黄铜球比以前更加闪亮。 人们会认为他们因为这次访问而变得光彩照人。和 就好像那些被雕刻出来的号手——因为有号手，他们 站在郁金香中，刻在门上——用它们所有的力量吹来 也许，他们的脸颊看起来比以前更圆了。是的，他们 吹响了——“特拉特拉特拉！小男孩来了！特拉特拉特拉！”——然后门就开了 打开。
The whole passage was hung with portraits of knights in armor, and ladies in silken gowns; and the armor rattled, and the silken gowns rustled! And then there was a flight of stairs which went a good way upwards, and a little way downwards, and then one came on a balcony which was in a very dilapidated state, sure enough, with large holes and long crevices, but grass grew there and leaves out of them altogether, for the whole balcony outside, the yard, and the walls, were overgrown with so much green stuff, that it looked like a garden; only a balcony. Here stood old flower-pots with faces and asses' ears, and the flowers grew just as they liked. One of the pots was quite overrun on all sides with pinks, that is to say, with the green part; shoot stood by shoot, and it said quite distinctly, “The air has cherished me, the sun has kissed me, and promised me a little flower on Sunday! a little flower on Sunday!”
整条通道都挂满了身穿铠甲的骑士的肖像， 穿着丝绸长袍的女士们；盔甲嘎嘎作响，丝绸长袍 沙沙作响！然后有一段楼梯，走得很好 向上，又向下一点，然后一个人来到了阳台上 果然，它处于非常破旧的状态，有大洞和 长长的裂缝，但那里长出了草，并从裂缝中完全长出叶子， 因为外面的整个阳台、院子、墙壁都长满了杂草 有这么多的绿色植物，看起来就像一个花园；只有一个阳台。 这里放着一些有脸和驴耳朵的旧花盆，还有花 就像他们喜欢的那样成长。其中一个罐子四面八方都被挤满了 与粉红色，也就是说，与绿色部分；射击站着射击， 它非常清楚地说：“空气珍惜了我，太阳珍惜了我。” 吻了我，并答应我周日送一朵小花！上面有一朵小花 周日！”
And then they entered a chamber where the walls were covered with hog's leather, and printed with gold flowers.
然后他们进入了一个房间，墙壁上贴满了猪的东西 皮革，并印有金色花朵。
“The gilding decays, But hog's leather stays!”
“镀金已腐烂， 但猪皮保留了下来！”
said the walls.
墙壁说。
And there stood easy-chairs, with such high backs, and so carved out, and with arms on both sides. “Sit down! sit down!” said they. “Ugh! how I creak; now I shall certainly get the gout, like the old clothespress, ugh!”
那里放着安乐椅，椅背如此高，雕刻如此精美， 并双臂放在两侧。 “坐下！坐下！”他们说。 “哎呀！怎么办？ 我吱吱作响；现在我肯定会得痛风，就像旧的熨衣机一样， 呃！
And then the little boy came into the room where the projecting windows were, and where the old man sat.
然后小男孩走进了有凸窗的房间 以及老人坐的地方。
“I thank you for the pewter soldier, my little friend!” said the old man. “And I thank you because you come over to me.”
“我的小朋友，谢谢你送来的锡兵！”老说 男人。 “我感谢你，因为你来到我身边。”
“Thankee! thankee!” or “cranky! cranky!” sounded from all the furniture; there was so much of it, that each article stood in the other's way, to get a look at the little boy.
“谢谢！谢谢！”或“胡思乱想！胡思乱想！”声音从所有的家具中传来； 内容太多了，每一篇文章都互相妨碍， 看看这个小男孩。
In the middle of the wall hung a picture representing a beautiful lady, so young, so glad, but dressed quite as in former times, with clothes that stood quite stiff, and with powder in her hair; she neither said “thankee, thankee!” nor “cranky, cranky!” but looked with her mild eyes at the little boy, who directly asked the old man, “Where did you get her?”
墙壁中央挂着一幅描绘一位美丽女士的图画， 如此年轻，如此高兴，但穿着和以前一样，穿着衣服 她站得很僵硬，头发上沾满了粉。她也没说 “谢谢，谢谢！”也不是“胡思乱想，胡思乱想！”但用她温和的眼神看着 小男孩直接问老人：“你从哪里来的？” 她？
“Yonder, at the broker's,” said the old man, “where there are so many pictures hanging. No one knows or cares about them, for they are all of them buried; but I knew her in by-gone days, and now she has been dead and gone these fifty years!”
“那边，在经纪人那儿，”老人说，“那里有那么多人。 图片悬挂。没有人认识或关心他们，因为他们都是 他们被埋葬了；但我很久以前就认识她了，现在她已经死了 已经过去五十年了！”
Under the picture, in a glazed frame, there hung a bouquet of withered flowers; they were almost fifty years old; they looked so very old!
在画的下面，一个玻璃框里，挂着一束枯萎的花。 鲜花；他们都快五十岁了；他们看起来好老啊！
The pendulum of the great clock went to and fro, and the hands turned, and everything in the room became still older; but they did not observe it.
大钟的钟摆来回摆动，指针转动， 房间里的一切都变得更加陈旧。但他们没有观察到 它。
“They say at home,” said the little boy, “that you are so very, very lonely!”
“他们在家里说，”小男孩说，“你非常非常 孤独！”
“Oh!” said he. “The old thoughts, with what they may bring with them, come and visit me, and now you also come! I am very well off!”
“哦！”他说。 “旧的思想，连同它们可能带来的东西， 来拜访我吧，现在你也来了！我过得很好！”
Then he took a book with pictures in it down from the shelf; there were whole long processions and pageants, with the strangest characters, which one never sees now-a-days; soldiers like the knave of clubs, and citizens with waving flags: the tailors had theirs, with a pair of shears held by two lions--and the shoemakers theirs, without boots, but with an eagle that had two heads, for the shoemakers must have everything so that they can say, it is a pair! Yes, that was a picture book!
然后他从书架上取下一本有图画的书；有 整个漫长的游行和盛会，有最奇怪的人物， 如今人们再也看不到了；士兵就像俱乐部的骗子， 和挥舞旗帜的公民：裁缝们有他们的，有一双 两只狮子拿着剪刀——还有鞋匠的，没有穿靴子， 但有一只有两个头的鹰，因为鞋匠必须有 一切都让他们可以说，这是一对！是的，那是一张照片 书！
The old man now went into the other room to fetch preserves, apples, and nuts--yes, it was delightful over there in the old house.
老人现在走进另一个房间去取蜜饯、苹果和 坚果——是的，老房子里真是令人愉快。
“I cannot bear it any longer!” said the pewter soldier, who sat on the drawers. “It is so lonely and melancholy here! But when one has been in a family circle one cannot accustom oneself to this life! I cannot bear it any longer! The whole day is so long, and the evenings are still longer! Here it is not at all as it is over the way at your home, where your father and mother spoke so pleasantly, and where you and all your sweet children made such a delightful noise. Nay, how lonely the old man is--do you think that he gets kisses? Do you think he gets mild eyes, or a Christmas tree? He will get nothing but a grave! I can bear it no longer!”
“我已经无法忍受了！”坐在台子上的锡兵说道。 抽屉。 “这里是多么的孤独和忧郁！但是当一个人走进去的时候， 一个家庭的人无法适应这样的生活！我无法忍受 不再这样了！一整天如此漫长，而夜晚却依然如此 更长！这里完全不一样，因为它在你家的那边，在那里 你的父母说得那么愉快，你和你所有的人 可爱的孩子们发出如此令人愉快的声音。不，这个老人多么孤独啊 你认为他会接吻吗？你认为他的眼神温和吗 还是圣诞树？除了一座坟墓，他什么也得不到！我可以忍受不 更长！”
“You must not let it grieve you so much,” said the little boy. “I find it so very delightful here, and then all the old thoughts, with what they may bring with them, they come and visit here.”
“你不能让它让你如此悲伤，”小男孩说。 “我发现 这里非常令人愉快，然后所有旧的想法，与什么 他们可能会带来，他们来这里参观。”
“Yes, it's all very well, but I see nothing of them, and I don't know them!” said the pewter soldier. “I cannot bear it!”
“是的，一切都很好，但我没有看到他们，我也不知道 他们！锡制士兵说道。 “我无法忍受！”
“But you must!” said the little boy.
“但你必须这么做！”小男孩说。
Then in came the old man with the most pleased and happy face, the most delicious preserves, apples, and nuts, and so the little boy thought no more about the pewter soldier.
这时，那位老人走了进来，脸上洋溢着最高兴、最幸福的表情。 美味的蜜饯、苹果和坚果，所以小男孩认为不 更多关于锡兵的信息。
The little boy returned home happy and pleased, and weeks and days passed away, and nods were made to the old house, and from the old house, and then the little boy went over there again.
小男孩高兴又高兴地回到家，几周又几天 去世了，人们向老房子点头，向老房子致敬 房子，然后小男孩又去了那里。
The carved trumpeters blew, “Trateratra! There is the little boy! Trateratra!” and the swords and armor on the knights' portraits rattled, and the silk gowns rustled; the hog's leather spoke, and the old chairs had the gout in their legs and rheumatism in their backs: Ugh! it was exactly like the first time, for over there one day and hour was just like another.
雕刻的号手吹响了：“特拉特拉特拉！小男孩来了！” 特拉特拉特拉！”骑士肖像上的剑和铠甲嘎嘎作响， 丝绸长袍沙沙作响；猪的皮革辐条和旧椅子 腿上有痛风，背上有风湿：呃！原来是 和第一次一模一样，因为在那里一天一小时只是 像另一个一样。
“I cannot bear it!” said the pewter soldier. “I have shed pewter tears! It is too melancholy! Rather let me go to the wars and lose arms and legs! It would at least be a change. I cannot bear it longer! Now, I know what it is to have a visit from one's old thoughts, with what they may bring with them! I have had a visit from mine, and you may be sure it is no pleasant thing in the end; I was at last about to jump down from the drawers.
“我无法忍受！”锡制士兵说道。 “我的眼泪都流下来了！ 实在是太忧郁了！宁愿让我去参加战争并失去武器 腿！这至少会是一个改变。我不能再忍受了！现在，我 知道什么是从一个人的旧思想中来访，带着他们的东西 可以随身携带！我曾经拜访过我，你可以肯定 这最终并不是一件令人愉快的事情；我终于要跳下去了 从抽屉里。
“I saw you all over there at home so distinctly, as if you really were here; it was again that Sunday morning; all you children stood before the table and sung your Psalms, as you do every morning. You stood devoutly with folded hands; and father and mother were just as pious; and then the door was opened, and little sister Mary, who is not two years old yet, and who always dances when she hears music or singing, of whatever kind it may be, was put into the room--though she ought not to have been there--and then she began to dance, but could not keep time, because the tones were so long; and then she stood, first on the one leg, and bent her head forwards, and then on the other leg, and bent her head forwards--but all would not do. You stood very seriously all together, although it was difficult enough; but I laughed to myself, and then I fell off the table, and got a bump, which I have still--for it was not right of me to laugh. But the whole now passes before me again in thought, and everything that I have lived to see; and these are the old thoughts, with what they may bring with them.
“我在家里看到你的样子如此清晰，就好像你真的在家里一样 在这里；又是那个周日的早晨。你们所有的孩子们都站在前面 坐在餐桌旁唱诗篇，就像每天早上所做的那样。你站着 虔诚地双手合十；父亲和母亲也同样虔诚； 然后门被打开了，不到两岁的小妹妹玛丽 已经几岁了，当她听到音乐或唱歌时，她总是跳舞 不管是什么，都被放进了房间——尽管她不应该这么做 去过那里——然后她开始跳舞，但无法保持时间， 因为音调太长；然后她站了起来，先是站在那条路上 将她的头向前倾，然后将另一条腿向前倾， 她的头向前倾——但这一切都行不通。你站得很严肃 在一起，虽然已经够困难的了；但我自己笑了，然后 然后我从桌子上摔下来，摔了一个肿块，我现在还记得这个肿块——为此 我不该笑。但现在一切又再次浮现在我眼前 在思想中，以及我有生之年看到的一切；这些是 旧的思想，以及它们可能带来的东西。
“Tell me if you still sing on Sundays? Tell me something about little Mary! And how my comrade, the other pewter soldier, lives! Yes, he is happy enough, that's sure! I cannot bear it any longer!”
“告诉我你周日是否还唱歌？告诉我一些关于小 玛丽！我的战友，另一个白镴士兵，是怎样生活的！是的，他是 足够幸福，那是肯定的！我已经无法忍受了！”
“You are given away as a present!” said the little boy. “You must remain. Can you not understand that?”
“你是作为礼物送给别人的！”小男孩说。 “你必须 留下来。你能不明白吗？
The old man now came with a drawer, in which there was much to be seen, both “tin boxes” and “balsam boxes,” old cards, so large and so gilded, such as one never sees them now. And several drawers were opened, and the piano was opened; it had landscapes on the inside of the lid, and it was so hoarse when the old man played on it! and then he hummed a song.
老人带着一个抽屉来了，里面有很多东西可看， “锡盒”和“香脂盒”，旧卡片，那么大，那么镀金， 就像现在人们再也见不到它们一样。几个抽屉被打开， 钢琴被打开了；盖子内侧有风景，而且 老人玩的时候声音沙哑！然后他哼了一首歌。
“Yes, she could sing that!” said he, and nodded to the portrait, which he had bought at the broker's, and the old man's eyes shone so bright!
“是的，她会唱歌！”他说着，对着肖像点了点头。 他是在券商那里买的，老头子的眼睛好亮啊！
“I will go to the wars! I will go to the wars!” shouted the pewter soldier as loud as he could, and threw himself off the drawers right down on the floor. What became of him? The old man sought, and the little boy sought; he was away, and he stayed away.
“我要参战！我要参战！”白镴喊道 士兵尽可能大声，然后从右边的抽屉里跳下去 倒在地板上。他怎么了？老人寻找， 小男孩寻找；他离开了，他也离开了。
“I shall find him!” said the old man; but he never found him. The floor was too open--the pewter soldier had fallen through a crevice, and there he lay as in an open tomb.
“我一定会找到他的！”老人说；但他始终没有找到他。地板 太开放了——白镴士兵从缝隙里掉了下来，在那里 他躺在一个敞开的坟墓里。
That day passed, and the little boy went home, and that week passed, and several weeks too. The windows were quite frozen, the little boy was obliged to sit and breathe on them to get a peep-hole over to the old house, and there the snow had been blown into all the carved work and inscriptions; it lay quite up over the steps, just as if there was no one at home--nor was there any one at home--the old man was dead!
那天过去了，小男孩回家了，那一周过去了， 也有几个星期。窗户都结冰了，小男孩被冻住了 不得不坐下来对着它们呼吸，以便有一个窥视孔可以看到旧的 房子里的雪都被吹进了所有的雕刻作品和 铭文；它完全盖在台阶上，就像没有任何东西一样 家里一个人——家里也没有人——老人死了！
In the evening there was a hearse seen before the door, and he was borne into it in his coffin: he was now to go out into the country, to lie in his grave. He was driven out there, but no one followed; all his friends were dead, and the little boy kissed his hand to the coffin as it was driven away.
晚上，门前看见一辆灵车，把他抬了出来。 放进他的棺材里：他现在要去乡下，躺在里面 他的坟墓。他被赶出了那里，但没有人跟随；他所有的朋友 都死了，小男孩把手按在棺材上亲吻了一下 被赶走了。
Some days afterwards there was an auction at the old house, and the little boy saw from his window how they carried the old knights and the old ladies away, the flower-pots with the long ears, the old chairs, and the old clothes-presses. Something came here, and something came there; the portrait of her who had been found at the broker's came to the broker's again; and there it hung, for no one knew her more--no one cared about the old picture.
几天后，老房子举行了一场拍卖会， 小男孩从窗口看到他们如何抬着老骑士和 老太太走了，长耳朵的花盆，旧椅子，还有 旧的熨衣机。有东西来到这里，有东西来到那里； 在经纪人那里发现的她的肖像来到了 又是经纪人；它就挂在那里，因为没有人再认识她了——没有人 关心旧照片。
In the spring they pulled the house down, for, as people said, it was a ruin. One could see from the street right into the room with the hog's-leather hanging, which was slashed and torn; and the green grass and leaves about the balcony hung quite wild about the falling beams. And then it was put to rights.
春天，他们把房子拆了，因为，正如人们所说，它是 一片废墟。人们可以从街上直接看到房间 猪皮挂着，被砍破了；和绿草 阳台周围的树叶在倒下的横梁上垂下来，非常茂盛。 然后它就被纠正了。
“That was a relief,” said the neighboring houses.
“这让人松了一口气，”邻近的房屋说道。
A fine house was built there, with large windows, and smooth white walls; but before it, where the old house had in fact stood, was a little garden laid out, and a wild grapevine ran up the wall of the neighboring house. Before the garden there was a large iron railing with an iron door, it looked quite splendid, and people stood still and peeped in, and the sparrows hung by scores in the vine, and chattered away at each other as well as they could, but it was not about the old house, for they could not remember it, so many years had passed--so many that the little boy had grown up to a whole man, yes, a clever man, and a pleasure to his parents; and he had just been married, and, together with his little wife, had come to live in the house here, where the garden was; and he stood by her there whilst she planted a field-flower that she found so pretty; she planted it with her little hand, and pressed the earth around it with her fingers. Oh! what was that? She had stuck herself. There sat something pointed, straight out of the soft mould.
那里建了一座漂亮的房子，有大窗户，光滑的白色 墙壁；但在它之前，也就是老房子原来所在的地方，有一座 小花园布置得很好，一棵野葡萄藤爬上了墙 邻近的房子。花园前有一道大铁栏杆 有一扇铁门，看起来相当金碧辉煌，人们都站着不动 往里一看，麻雀成群结队地挂在藤蔓上，叽叽喳喳地叫着 他们尽可能地远离对方，但这与旧的无关 房子，因为他们不记得了，这么多年过去了——这么多年 那个小男孩已经长大成人，是的，一个聪明的人，而且 令父母高兴；他刚刚结婚，并且在一起 带着他的小妻子来到这里居住 花园是；当她种下一朵野花时，他站在她身边 她觉得很漂亮；她用她的小手种下了它， 用手指压住周围的泥土。哦！那是什么？她 她自己被困住了。那里坐着一个尖头的东西，直接从柔软的东西中出来 模具。
It was--yes, guess! It was the pewter soldier, he that was lost up at the old man's, and had tumbled and turned about amongst the timber and the rubbish, and had at last laid for many years in the ground.
是的，猜猜！正是那个白镴士兵，他迷失了方向。 老人的，在树林里翻来覆去， 垃圾，最后被埋在地下很多年了。
The young wife wiped the dirt off the soldier, first with a green leaf, and then with her fine handkerchief--it had such a delightful smell, that it was to the pewter soldier just as if he had awaked from a trance.
年轻的妻子先用一片绿叶擦去士兵身上的污垢， 然后用她漂亮的手帕——它有一种令人愉悦的气味， 对于锡兵来说，这就像他从一场噩梦中醒来一样。 恍惚。
“Let me see him,” said the young man. He laughed, and then shook his head. “Nay, it cannot be he; but he reminds me of a story about a pewter soldier which I had when I was a little boy!” And then he told his wife about the old house, and the old man, and about the pewter soldier that he sent over to him because he was so very, very lonely; and he told it as correctly as it had really been, so that the tears came into the eyes of his young wife, on account of the old house and the old man.
“让我见见他。”年轻人说道。他笑了，然后摇了摇头 头。 “不，不可能是他；但他让我想起了一个关于锡器的故事。 我小时候就有的士兵！”然后他告诉他的妻子 关于老房子，关于老人，关于那个锡兵 他派人去找他，因为他非常非常孤独；他告诉了我 和原来一样正确，以致泪水涌入眼眶 为了他年轻的妻子，为了老房子和老人。
“It may possibly be, however, that it is the same pewter soldier!” said she. “I will take care of it, and remember all that you have told me; but you must show me the old man's grave!”
“不过，也有可能是同一个锡兵！”说 她。 “我会处理好这件事，并记住你告诉我的一切； 但你必须让我看看老人的坟墓！”
“But I do not know it,” said he, “and no one knows it! All his friends were dead, no one took care of it, and I was then a little boy!”
“但我不知道，”他说，“也没有人知道！他所有的朋友 都死了，没人照顾，那时候我还是个小男孩！”
“How very, very lonely he must have been!” said she.
“他一定非常非常孤独！”她说。
“Very, very lonely!” said the pewter soldier. “But it is delightful not to be forgotten!”
“非常非常孤独！”锡制士兵说道。 “但这令人高兴不 被遗忘！”
“Delightful!” shouted something close by; but no one, except the pewter soldier, saw that it was a piece of the hog's-leather hangings; it had lost all its gilding, it looked like a piece of wet clay, but it had an opinion, and it gave it:
“愉快！”附近有人喊道；但除了白镴，没有人 士兵一看，原来是一块猪皮帷幔。它有 它失去了所有的镀金，看起来就像一块湿粘土，但它有一种 意见，它给出了：
“The gilding decays, But hog's leather stays!”
“镀金已腐烂， 但猪皮保留了下来！”
This the pewter soldier did not believe.
锡兵不相信这一点。