was once cheated in that way

At last one egg-shell　travel newsletter after another burst open.“Piep! piep!”it cried, and in all the eggs there were little creatures that stuck out their heads.
“Rap ! rap! ”she said; and they all came rapping out as fast as they could, looking all round them under the green leaves; and the mother let them look as much as they chose, for green is good for the eyes.
“How wide the world is!”said the young ones, for they certainly had much more room now than when they were in the eggs.
“Do you think this is all the world?” asked the mother. “That extends far across the other side of the garden, quite into the parson's field, but I have never been there yet. I hope you are all together,” she continued,and stood up. “No, I have not all. The largest egg still lies there. How long is that to last? I am really tired of it.”And she sat down again.
“Well, how goes it?”asked an old Duck who had come to pay her a visit.
“It lasts a long time with that one egg,”said the Duck who sat there. “It will not burst. Now, only look at the others; are they not the prettiest ducklings one could possibly see? They are all like their father: the bad fellow never comes to see me.”
“Let me see the egg which will not burst,” said the old visitor. “Believe me, it is a turkey's egg. I  and had much anxiety and trouble,with the young ones, for they are afraid of the water. I could not get them to venture in. I quacked and clucked, but it was no use. Let me see the egg. Yes, that's a turkey's egg! Let it lie there, and teach the other children to swim.”
“I think I will sit on it a little longer,” said the Duck. “I've sat so long now that I can sit a few days more.”
“Just as you please,” said the old Duck; and she went away.At last the great egg burst. “Piep! Piep!”said the little one, and crept forth. It was very large and very ugly.The Duck looked at it.
“It's a very large duckling,” said she; “none of the others look like that: can it really be a turkey chick? Now we shall soon find it out. It must go into the water, even if I have to kick it in myself.”
The next day the weather was splendidly bright, and the sun shone on all the green burdocks. The Mother-Duck went down to the water with all her little ones. Splash, she jumped into the water. “Quack! Quack!” she said, and one duckling after another plunged in. The water closed over their heads, but they came up in an instant, and swam capitally; their legs went of themselves, and there they were all in the water. The ugly grey Duckling swam with them.
“No, it's not a turkey, ” said she, “look how well it can use its legs, and how upright it holds itself. It is my own child! On the whole it's quite pretty, if one looks at it rightly. Quack! Quack! come with me, and I'll lead you out into the great world, and present you in the poultryyard; but keep close to me, so that no one may tread on you, and take care of the cat!”
And so they came into the poultry-yard　dermes. There was a terrible riot going on there, for two families were quarrelling about an eel's head, and the cat got it after all.