And instead of wanting to find a way out of the hole, all he wanted was to find out where that wonderful smell came from.

If he thought any more at all of the hole, it was only to be glad he had had the great luck to fall into it.
"From the deep soil at the bottom of the hole grew three big trees, together with a certain amount of underbrush.

Two of those were fir trees, green and flourishing.

The third was an old maple, with several of its branches broken away.

It was quite dead all down one side, while on the other only a couple of branches put forth leaves.