Before next full moon let me find a friend. Hans Millerman lives all alone in his mill. Intent on finding a friend. Hans sets off on a long journey. Could it be that his true friend was there all along?

It was the time of the full moon again. The miller felt more lonely than ever. He gazed out his window and watched the moon rise amid the stars. ” Well, moon.” he said, “I asked you to grant me but a simple gift, and this you have not been able to do. Now I must try my luck for myself.” So Hans Millerman packed a few things into a parcel, washed his face and hands, and put on his boots. He said to the caterpillar. ” A man is lonely unless he haas a friend to love–I must travel into the world to find a friend to love too,. Now, get off my hat and on the floor where you belong. I am leaving this creaky old mill, but you might as well stay if you wish.”