Front Cover
 Front Matter
 Half Title
 Title Page
 Table of Contents
 List of illustrations
 Little idle, and wicked fairy of...
 Fairy queen's heralds proclaim...
 The grand ball at elfin court,...
 The solemn festival of midsummer...
 There's no smoke where there's...
 The aweful warning of pickle, prig,...
 The reward of courage and...
 The conspiracy of Spite and the...
 Spite's journey to elfin court
 Spite's interview with fancy, the...
 How the conspiracy of the mask-sellers...
 Prince Glee and Tuflongbo set out...
 Prince Glee and Tuflongbo fall...
 Prince Glee and Tuflongbo in the...
 How the giants changed their mind...
 The return of prince Glee, princess...
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Group Title: Legends from fairy land : narrating the history of Prince Glee and Princess Trill, the cruel persecutions and condign punishment of Aunt Spite, the adventures of the great Tuflongbo and the story of the blackcap in the giant's well
Title: Legends from fairy land
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Title: Legends from fairy land : narrating the history of Prince Glee and Princess Trill, the cruel persecutions and condign punishment of Aunt Spite, the adventures of the great Tuflongbo and the story of the blackcap in the giant's well
Physical Description: vi, 2, 239, 1 p., 8 leaves of plates : ill. ; 19 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Lee, Holme, 1828-1900 ( Author, Primary )
Leighton, John, 1822-1912 ( Binder )
Sanderson, Henry, 1808-1880 ( Illustrator )
Smith, Elder, and Co ( Publisher )
Publisher: Smith, Elder and Co.
Place of Publication: London
Publication Date: 1862
Subject: Children -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Princes -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Princesses -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Giants -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Fairies -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Fairyland (Imaginary place) -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Fairy tales -- 1862   ( rbgenr )
Allegories -- 1862   ( rbgenr )
Leighton -- Signed bindings (Binding) -- 1862   ( rbbin )
Pictorial cloth bindings (Binding) -- 1862   ( rbbin )
Bldn -- 1862
Genre: Fairy tales   ( rbgenr )
Allegories   ( rbgenr )
Signed bindings (Binding)   ( rbbin )
Pictorial cloth bindings (Binding)   ( rbbin )
novel   ( marcgt )
Spatial Coverage: England -- London
Citation/Reference: Osborne Coll.,
Statement of Responsibility: by Holme Lee ; with eight illustrations by H. Sanderson.
General Note: Binding design signed: "JL" (John Leighton)
General Note: Added title page, engraved.
Funding: Brittle Books Program
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Volume ID: VID00001
Source Institution: University of Florida
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Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Front Cover 1
        Front Cover 2
    Front Matter
        Front Matter
    Half Title
        Page i
        Page i-a
        Page ii
        Page iii
    Title Page
        Page iv
    Table of Contents
        Page v
        Page vi
    List of illustrations
        Page vii
    Little idle, and wicked fairy of the creeping plant with many tendrils
        Page 1
        Page 2
        Page 3
        Page 4
        Page 4a
        Page 5
        Page 6
        Page 7
        Page 8
        Page 9
        Page 10
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    Fairy queen's heralds proclaim the grand ball at elfin court
        Page 13
        Page 14
        Page 15
        Page 16
        Page 17
        Page 18
        Page 19
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    The grand ball at elfin court, and what happened there
        Page 22
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    The solemn festival of midsummer eve
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    There's no smoke where there's no fire
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    The aweful warning of pickle, prig, and slumph
        Page 67
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    The reward of courage and kindness
        Page 84
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    The conspiracy of Spite and the mask-sellers
        Page 104
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    Spite's journey to elfin court
        Page 121
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        Page 128a
        Page 129
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    Spite's interview with fancy, the court moralist and story-teller
        Page 131
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    How the conspiracy of the mask-sellers was quite successful, and how princess trill was carried off
        Page 154
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    Prince Glee and Tuflongbo set out in pursuit of princess Trill
        Page 164
        Page 165
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        Page 169
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    Prince Glee and Tuflongbo fall into the hands of giants
        Page 172
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    Prince Glee and Tuflongbo in the giants' well, catch a glimpse of the face of mannikin hope
        Page 193
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    How the giants changed their mind about making lark-pie of princess Trill, prince Glee, Tuflongbo, and the blackcap, and what they did with them afterwards
        Page 221
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    The return of prince Glee, princess Trill, Tuflongbo, and blackcap to elfin court
        Page 231
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    Back Cover
        Back Cover 1
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I. Little Idle, and the Wicked Fairy of the Creeping
Plant with Many Tendrils 1
I Pairy Queen's Heralds proclaim the Grand Ball at
Elfin Court 13
Il. The Grand Ball at Elfin Court, and what happened
there 22
IV. The Solemn Festival of Midsmmer Ee 6.
V. There's no Smoke where the's no ire 42
VI. The Awful Warning of Pickle, Prig, and Slomph 67
VII. The Reward of Courage and Kindness 84
VIII The Conspiracy of Spite and the Maskselln 104
IX. Spite's Jourey to lfin Court 121
Spite's Interview with Fancy, the Court Moralist
and Story-Teller 131
XL How the Conspiracy of the Masksellers was quite
successIfl, and how Prineos Trill was carried
off 154
XII Prince Gloo and Tuflongbo sot out in Pursuit of
Prince Trill 164


XIII. Prince Glee and Tuflongbo fall into the Hands of
Giants 172
XIV. Prince Glee and Tuflongbo in the Giants' Well,
catch a glimpse of the Face of Mannikin
Hope .193
XV. How the Giants changed their Mind about making
Lark-Pie of Princess Trill, Prince Glee, Tuf-
longbo, and the Blackcap, and what they did
with them afterwards 221
XVI. The return of Prince Glee, Princess Trill, Tuflongbo,
and the Blackcap to Elfin Court. 231


Traveller crossing the Sea to the Shores of Aplepivi

Illustrated Title-Page.

The Old Woman in the Hollow Tree and her Little Maid
Idle to face page 4

Aunt Spite in the custody of Pierce, Deep, and Keen ,, 60

The Great Tuflongbo received at Elfin Court by Muffin,
Master of the Ceremonies to face page 87

Prince Glee and Princess Trill meeting the Stranger from
the Country to face page 128

Prince Glee and Tuflongbo captured by the Giants ,, 186

Battle of the Giants 224




ONCE upon a time in Sheneland beyond the Moon,
where the Fairies reign, there lived a Little Old
Woman, whose house was nothing but the hollow
trunk of a great Ash-Tree. Old Woman was
very poor, and got her living by spinning the
gossamer the Fairies wore when they went to
Elfin Court. This gossamer was finer than any
spider's web, and all over it were sprents of dew,
more bright than diamonds, and silver stripes
shot through it aslant that were caught and woven
in when the stars were shining.


Old Woman had a little Maid to help her,
whose name was Idle; it was her task to gather
the rays as they fell, and carry them to Old
Woman's wheel. Idle was fat and white, but
she had no colour in her cheeks; and the Fairies
did not like her for their playfellow at all,
because she was so slow, so very slow. If they
cried, "Run, Idle, run! the stars are going out,
and you have not gathered rays enough yet to
make Trip and Try-for-it a coat a-piece!" there
she would stand with one finger in her mouth
until the rays were drawn up out of her reach,
and then she had to go home with only one or
two, and sometimes none at all.
When that happened, Old Woman very pro-
perly gave her no supper, and whipt her before
she put her to bed. Idle did not like that, and
promised every time that she would do better in
future; but the next night when she was sent out
to gather the silver stripes, she would sit down
and go to sleep until some good Fairy twitched
her hair, or tickled her nose, when she would lift
herself up yawning and creep along the ground


too slowly to catch any rays except those that had
got tangled in among the bushes and prickly
plants, and could not get away fast enough; and
she even lost them sometimes for stopping to won-
der whether she should scratch her hands in
pulling them out; and while she was thinking
and thinking, behold they just gave one double
and twist and were gone !
Now this had happened three nights one after
the other. Three nights, one after the other,
Idle had gone out promising to bring in a sheaf
of rays; three nights, one after the other, she had
come back yawning and empty-handed, and three
nights, one after the other, she had been whipt
and sent to bed without any supper.
As ill-luck would have it, there was just then
going to be a Grand Ball at Elfin Court, and Old
Woman had been commanded to spin a thousand
and ten new gossamer robes of the choicest pat-
terns for the occasion. She set up her wheel in
the doorway of her Ash-Tree, utterly resolved
that no Fairy should go to Court in shabby clothes
if she could help it, and, being in high good-


humour, she gave Idle some honey to her break-
fast, and began to spin. First she spun a few
robes of a pink ground embroidered with fronds
of moss; then she spun a few more all shining
like a moted sunbeam, and a few more of sky-
blue lined with silver, and a few more of thistle
grey edged with scarlet. These were for the
most distinguished Fairies about Fairy Queen's
Court; but for Fairy Queen herself, Old Woman
said she must have a ray and a half gathered off
the dew on the wild white roses that grew over
the Enchanted Bower a mile away through the
SNow Old Woman, hard as she could spin, was
not able to walk because she was lame on her feet,
and naughty as Idle had been for three nights,
one after the other, she was obliged to trust her
again; but before she sent her out she spoke
these words to her in a very serious tone of voice,
and with one eye looking through her big horn
spectacles at the rod in the corner which was used
to whip Idle when she came home empty-handed:
"Now, Idle, hearken to me," was her solemn

The Old Woman in the Hollow Tree and her Tittle Maid Idle,

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commencement; you have not far to go nor
much to carry, and you must on no account sit
down to rest; for to-night the Wicked Fairy of
the Creeping Plant with many Tendrils is abroad,
and he will catch you if you do. Perhaps he
will kill you, but even if he does not kill you he
will tie you hand and foot and keep you a
prisoner as long as you live. Now remember
what I say, and run away and be a good
Idle !"
So Idle primmed herself up and put on her
shoes and went out in the finest intentions. "I'll
be as quick as Trip, as clever as Try-for-it,"
thought she; but as she crossed the threshold one
Sof her shoes fell off, and she did not stay to put
it on again because it would have been so much
trouble to stoop, but went forward till she was
out of sight of the cottage made in the hollow of
the Ash-Tree, keeping always on the edge of the
soft turf by the wayside, and chirping over and
over to herself how good she was going to be.
This chirping presently put her out of breath,
and she ceased to walk so fast, also she began to


feel the stones in the turf, and to wish she had
not lost her shoe.
"It is only a mile, however," said she; and I
have plenty of time. The stars will shine till
cock-crowing, and it's only a mile!"
When she had made out how short a way she
had to go, Idle thought she might as well not
fatigue herself. The wild white roses on the
Enchanted Bower would be there all the same
with the dew upon them and the rays in their
hearts if she enjoyed herself a little bit, as they
would if she hurried and tired herself ever so
much. And who would know ? Not Old Woman,
for she had left her spinning green coats for
Tippety Wichet and his brothers, and they were
not likely to be finished until long after she could
get home again.
"And as for the Wicked Fairy of the Creeping
Plant with many Tendrils," said Idle, lying down
comfortably on a mossy bank; I don't believe
in him one bit; so here I shall stay and have a
nice pleasant nap."
In a very few minutes the little silly thing was


fast asleep, and Old Woman, spinning at the door-
way of her house in the hollow of the Ash-Tree,
had finished Tippety Wichet's coat, and his
brother's too, long before she woke again.
Now, if Idle had looked up at the tree which
overshadowed the mossy bank before she lay
down, she would have seen a most strange and
horrible sight. She would have seen a wizened,
monkey-faced creature perched at the end of one
of the branches, grinning from ear to ear. He
was very still, until Idle shut her eyes, and then
he began to toss himself over and over, and up
and down, and backwards and forwards, but
always holding on to the end of the branch; and
when Idle gave her first snore (Idle always snored,
which was not pretty in a little maid), he chuckled
and laughed, "Hee, heel hi, hil ho, ho!" until
you would have thought lie must strangle himself.
But he did not. He only chuckled again, and
then crowed out triumphantly, "I've got her !
I've got her I've got her Little Idle, Old
Woman's Maid!" until from every flower-cup,
and every pebble, and every cushion of moss


started up the Elves and Sprites, all curious to
see what there was to do.
They ought to have been sorry for Idle when
they saw her lying asleep under the tree where
lived the Wicked Fairy of the Creeping Plant
with many Tendrils; but she had been such a
dull, tiresome Idle all her life, that they had no
pity left for her; and they only chuckled and
laughed and crowed too, until the forest was all
alive with their fun; and Old Woman, waiting
at her door in the hollow of the Ash-Tree, with
Tippety Wichet's finished coat in her lap, won-
dered what was the matter, and said, "Could
that naughty Idle have fallen into trouble again ?"
But into whatever trouble Idle might have
fallen, Old Woman could not go to help her;
for, you know, she was lame of her feet, and
could not walk; so she only sighed, and began
to spin more coats, and this time, having no rays
for trimmings, she used white cats' whiskers,
which were rather stiff, but made a variety.
Idle therefore slept and snored on until the stars
winked themselves out, and neither ray nor dew


was left upon the wild white roses that over-
grew the Enchanted Bower. It was quite chill
and shivery when she awoke, and the gray
colour of the morning before the sun is risen
was amongst the trees.
"Oh, dear! what shall I do?" cried Idle.
"I have nothing to carry home. Old Woman
will whip me again, and Fairy Queen will have
to go to the Ball in an old gown !"
When Idle made this lamentation, there was
a spiteful little giggle up in the tree, and the
Wicked Fairy of the Creeping Plant with many
Tendrils threw down a fat snail on her face,
which made her give a great spring to get away.
But directly she did that, she found that she was
tied fast, hand and foot, flat on her back, and the
monkeyfied creature on the branch sang out,
" I've caught you, Idle, though you didn't believe
in me one bit. Ive caught you, and you can't
get away;" as if he would only have liked to
see her try.
For a little while Idle lay still and dismally
afraid with the shiny black snail crawling all


over her face; for she could not shake her head
to throw it off, or get so much as a finger free
to poke it away. She kept her mouth screwed
up, and her eyes tight shut, and felt all over such
a dreadful weight, as if in her sleep she had been
taken out of her own body, and put into one as
big as that of Giant Slouchback; but when she
had been some time quiet, she peeped and saw
that she was no larger than when Old Woman
sent her out the night before to gather the rays
for Fairy Queen's ball-dress: what made her
unable to stir was, that thousands of the Tendrils
of a great Creeping Plant that grew out of the
roots of the tree were twined about her limbs.
Her ankles were bound together by them, and
her hands were fastened to her sides; round each
of her fingers there was a score of rings at least,
and so twined, twisted, and knotted, that nobody
but the ugly wicked Fairy who twined, twisted,
and knotted them, could ever unloose them again.
Idle fancied they did not look very strong; but
when she tried to break them, she found they
were as tough as whipcord, and besides had little


pricks all over them, that stung her like wasps
whenever she attempted to move. So, at last,
she gave up trying, and let the nasty fat black
snail crawl over her and cover her with slime.
The Wicked Fairy laughed and shouted with
glee at the sight, and pelted her with slugs and
caterpillars and damp red worms, until the Elves 4
and Sprites, who dislike ugly things, were fain
to run away, and leave Idle to, her punishment.
Then the cold frogs and toads began to hop over
her and croak at her, and the young nettles and
briars amongst the moss, and the Tendrils of the
Creeping Plant, grew up so fast before noon, that
the good folks passing by that way could not see
Idle tied down amongst them.
And when Old Woman found that she did not
return, she got another Little Maid, whose name
was Brisk, who served her much better than Idle
had ever done, and who was a great favourite
with the Fairies, because she was a Little Maid
of wonderful taste and imagination. By her help
Old Woman had all the new Court dresses ready
in time for the Grand Ball; the chief novelties,



besides Fairy Queen's royal robes of silver rays
and carnation, being white lily bells for her
Majesty's four and twenty Maids of Honour, and
blue jerkins and scarlet stockings for the four
and twenty Court Pages.





ONE beautiful morning, at the beginning of Mid-
summer days, Fairy Tippet and Fairy Wink were
enjoying themselves in a long gossip under the
shadow of a mushroom, when they saw tli
Queen's Heralds coming, and heard the great
sound of trumpeting which always preceded their
advance; so they sprang upon the top of the
mushroom, to get a grand view of the Royal
First came twelve banner-bearers, bearing ban-
ners of poppy-silk; then the Chief Herald, whose
name of state was the Grand Pomp, in a scarlet
cloak and flap hat, his assistant heralds, Trig and
Tart, one on each side of him, carrying copies of
the Royal Proclamation.


Behind them followed three score and five
trumpeters, with trumpets of golden reeds, through
which, at the entrance of every glade, and on the
top of every hill, they blew a blast, long, loud,
and shrill. Three times, with a pause between,
they blew a blast, long, loud, and shrill, and then
the Grand Pomp drew himself up, and read the
Royal Proclamation.
"To all Sheneland, to all Fairies, Elves, and
Sprites, by the Queen's courtesy, greeting. Come
to the Ball. Come! come!! come!!!"
After which, the three score and five trumpeters
blew another blast, long, loud, and shrill, and the
Royal Procession moved on. Tippet and Wink
bowed most respectfully as the Grand Pomp
passed by the mushroom on which they were
perched, and kept profound silence until the last
of the trumpeters was out of sight, when they
immediately began to discuss the coming event.
Of- course, Tippet, you will go," said Wink,
wriggling with joyous vanity at the prospect of
appearing at Elfin Court Ball, for he was young,
and had never been bidden to one before.


Tippet replied carelessly, that he did not know-
he had attended so many. He was there the last
time, and had found very little intellectual amuse-
ment indeed. The event of the evening was
Tricksy's tumble into the trifle, when he got up
to return thanks for his wife Sweet-lips' health
S having been drunk at supper.
Wink had never heard of it! Oh, would Tippet
tell him?
Tippet said he felt scruples. As a rule, he
disapproved of gossip, and thought that what
passed at Fairy Queen's table ought not to be
made the subject of common conversation; but as
Wink was his particular friend, and young and
inexperienced besides, he would just tell him.
Perhaps it might be a lesson to him.
"It appears," began Tippet, in the dignified
narrative manner of one who knows he has some-
thilg worth hearing to relate; "it appears that
when Tricksy and Sweet-lips were presented to
Fairy Queen, on the occasion of their happy and
auspicious union, her Majesty had graciously
promised Tricksy that his lovely bride should sit


on the Dais of Beauty, at her right hand, at the
supper of the coming ball. Imagine Tricksy's
elation; it quite lifted him off his balance
Between the presentation and the Ball, I never
met him, I give you my honour, that he was not
walking on tiptoe, with his little cocked nose in
the air, so that he could not behold your humble
servant. But we all know the upshot of Court
favours I am proud to say that I owe my
country nothing. My services may have been
great, but--"
"Don't be tedious, Tippet," interposed the
audacious Wink, deprecatingly; so the ancient
courtier smiled, sighed, and again took up the
thread of his story.
"My dancing days are over, though I have
footed it amongst the lightest, and I have almost
lost my relish for the dainty ceremonials of supper;
but when the trumpets blew, and Grand Pomp
marshalled the way for the Queen and her Ladies,
I followed with the stream, and soon saw that
Sweet-lips was duly placed on her Gracious
Majesty's right hand. It is impossible, Wink, to


say which was the lovelier. The Queen wore her
crown and royal robes of rich colours, but Sweet-
lips was all in white, as pure as herself; and I
do consider, between you and me, that she might
have made a better choice than of the pert fellow
In this confidential observation Wink perfectly
coincided, but not with reference to Tippet in-
dividually; for all Sheneland knew that Tippet
had had no success in his wooings, and that he
remained a bachelor solely because no fairy,
except one of the three sisters, Snip, Snap, and
Snarl, would have him, and he could not make up
his mind to try any of them yet.
"The fellow," Tippet went on scornfully, re-
ferring to Tricksy--" the fellow, as usual, looked
like a harlequin, and close at his elbow were
Quip and Crank, every moment prompting him to
do or say some mad thing or other. I sat on pins
and needles, for there was no knowing if even
the Queen's own Fairy Majesty would be safe
from his unseemly antics. However, the Queen
overlooked them, and once or twice condescended



to laugh merrily at what he said, though, I con-
fess, the jest seemed but poor to me; and at length
Muffin, the Royal Master of the Ceremonies, by
the Queen's command, ordered us to charge our
glasses, and drink the health of the sweetest bride
and most gallant groom that Sheneland had beheld
since the last marriage at Elfin Court.
.It was done; the cheering died into silence.
Sweet-lips dropt a modest 'Thank you;' and I was
congratulating myself that bore was over, when it
occurred to Tricksy that here was an opportunity
of distinguishing himself, and you know, Wink,
whether he is the sort of fellow to let it slip. He
stood up-on tiptoe, as little fellows always do-
and leaned his fingers on the table, bending them
so far back, in his nervous efforts to be smart,
that it made me wretched to watch them; and
stretching forward so far, that I thought he wanted
to knock his head against his opposite neighbour's.
I knew he would come to grief from the beginning,
but I cannot say that I felt really sorry for him
when, in the difficult agonies of his eloquence, his
legs slipped from under him, and he fell face fore-


S most into a dish of trifle I But I pitied Sweet-lips,
I did, indeed, Wink. Tricksy was carried out by
Quip and Crank, moaning grievously; but that
was mere make-believe. We all knew he couldn't
be hurt, though he raised such a sympathy amongst
the ladie. Indeed, if one must be a fool, and fall
with one's face into anything, trifle is excellent for
the purpose. At the accident our Gracious Queen
herself deigned to express concern. She was
eating oyster at the time."
Wink seemed glad to hear it, and remarked
that oyster in moderation was a capital thing.
At which Tippet shuddered, and replied that the
pleasures of the table were nothing to him now,
he had such a shocking digestion; and that
subject once broached by the elderly sufferer,
there is no saying how long it might have lasted,
had not the fashionable promenade by which grew
the mushroom where the gossips sat, suddenly
become thronged with all the youth, beauty, and
wit of Sheneland.
There was but one theme of conversation and
discussion throughout the gay assemblage, and



that was, of course, the coming Ball at Elfin
Court. Tippet and Wink recognized their friends,
and mingled in the crowd. Tippet was a notori-
ous old scandal-monger, and many dowager fairies
liked a chat with him on things in general; and
Wink was a young spark who was only just begin-
ning to be tolerated, for many persons of taste said
that his manners were forward and flippant, with-
out the pleasing innocence of Tricksy. However,
each met a welcome; and while Tippet was
gossiping with Wrinkle and Sneer, Wink attached
himself to a bevy of pretty Elves, who were
flirting their rose-leaf parasols in the sunshine,
and prattling the dearest nonsense; and he made
himself so agreeable, that Elf Bluebell promised
him the first dance with her at Elfin Court Ball-
a promise which he confided with much affecta-
tion of secrecy to every male individual of his
acquaintance before the afternoon was half over,
and they said he was a conceited Wink, and gave
himself airs.
And while the fashionable promenade was still
crowded, the Royal Procession of Heralds, Banner-


bearers, and Trumpeters, returned from sounding
the Queen's Proclamation throughout Sheneland;
and a way was made for them to pass through in
the deepest silence; and when the Grand Pomp
reached the Sun Pavilion, at the top of the walk,
he faced about, the banners were waved, the
rumpets blew a blast, long, loud, and shrill, and
Trig and Tart read the Proclamation thrice over.
"To all Sheneland, to all Fairies, Elves, and
Sprites, by the Queen's courtesy, greeting. Come
to theBall! Come! come!! come!!!"
And when that was done, the banners were
lowered, and the Heralds' Procession disappeared
from the respectful gaze of the people, within the
golden gates of the Sun Pavilion.





WHEN the evening of the Grand Ball arrived, in
every bower throughout Sheneland there was
great fuss and jubilation; but Fairy Queen's
bower saw by far the sweetest sight of all. There
was Fairy Queen herself in her royal robes of
carnation and silver rays, with a petticoat of
gossamer, and a crown of diamond dew-sparkles
on her head. Around her were her four und
twenty Maids of Honour, all clad alike in white
lily bells, and her four and twenty Pages, all clad
alike in blue jerkins and scarlet stockings.
To the sound of the trumpets, and with the
Grand Pomp strutting stage-fashion before her,
Fairy Queen, with her Prime Minister, Prince
Goldheart, on her right hand, and all her Court


filed in graceful procession up the Great Hall of
Dancing, where the company was assembled, and
only waiting for her Majesty's arrival to open the
revels. The guests made their profoundest re-
verences, and then Muffin, the Master of the
Ceremonies, clapped his hands thrice; upon which
the music struck up, and the four and twenty
Maids of Honour in lily bells immediately paired
off with the four and twenty Pages in blue jerkins
and scarlet stockings, as a signal that the rest of
the company might begin to dance.
Fairy Queen sat on a throne on the Dais of
Beauty, admiring everything and conversing
affably with whomsoever approached her, thus
making herself popular, and winning golden
opinions from all her faithful subjects. She
bowed to Tippet in recognition of his original
remark that it had been a fine day, and he went
about Sheneland all the rest of his life as a Fairy
of Distinction, because he said he had been per-
mitted to make a confidential communication to
the Queen.
Wink, Trip, Try-for-it, Frolic, Finick, Turn,



Twist, Lush, and Trap, danced with Bluebe3l,
Satin, Sleek, Sly, Flip, Arch, Mite, Dot, and
Dimple, and a very pretty dance it was; for they
were all gay young fairies, with light heads and
light heels, who knew nothing of the cares of life,
except by hearsay. Tricksy and Sweet-lips did
not dance, because they were staid married
people; but Sly whispered it about that Tricksy's
feet were going under the bench to the tune of
the music, all the while he was sitting so demure
by his wife.
Tippety Wichet and his Brothers, by Fairy
Queen's express wish, danced with the three
ugly Elves, Snip, Snap, and Snarl; for her
Majesty had benignly remarked that at Court
courtesy should prevail, and that it hurt her to
see those who were plain or out of date rudely
neglected for the younger and prettier faces.
But after that penitential hop, Tippety Wichet
and his Brothers were at liberty to choose for
themselves; and they danced with Posy, Dove,
and Poppet, three lovely sister Elves, who made
their first appearance that night.


The Ball went on joyously, and everybody was
in a state of extreme enjoyment, when Muffin
clapped his fat hands thrice, the instruments
of music became suddenly silent, the trumpets
sounded, and the Grand Pomp bounced in much
flustered, and mumbled out some announcement
which nobody quite heard. Then appeared a
lean little old Fairy, with enormous long legs,
hidden under a sweeping green train of ferns, who
was a perfect stranger at Court, though, from her
haughty self-possession, you might have thought
she had been there every day of her life since she
was born.
Fairy Queen looked dignified and astonished,
and begged the Grand Chamberlain, who stood
behind her throne, to discover the style and title
of that Lady who had entered her presence with
the assumption of royal state; but the Grand
Pomp had quite lost his presence of mind, and
did not remember anything but what sounded like
the hiss of a serpent when the stranger spoke to
give her name.
While the inquiry was pending, the lean, little,

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old Fairy, with the enormous long legs, advanced
straight up to the steps of the Dais of Beauty,
paused before Fairy Queen, and bowed conde-
scendingly. Fairy Queen consulted her dignity,
and bowed in the same manner, and the company
began to whisper all round and to titter respect-
fully in remote corners and behind pillars. The
stranger did not seem to take it amiss; she looked
over the heads of the crowd, curled her lips,
showed her teeth, and scowled at them, but
nothing more. Sneer and Scandal said they be-
lieved they had seen her somewhere before, but
they were in no hurry to claim her acquaintance,
and she did not seem to have a single friend in
the room.
Fairy Queen, to do the honours of her Court,
begged her to be seated, but the stranger declined;
she could not sit, she was obliged to her Majesty.
Would she dance, then? She could not dance,
she was obliged to her Majesty. So she was
permitted to stand by the wall, and look grand,
without being any more notice taken of, except
by Tippet and Wink, who got into her immediate


vicinity and jealously watched for some accident
to the fern train which might reveal the secret of
her enormous length of leg.
The Fairy had a sharp face and a watchful
expression of uneasiness upon it, as if she ex-
pected from moment to moment to be shocked
by some unpleasant spectacle. Especially she
kept an eye on the doorway, and when there was
a little bustle and hum about it, as of admiration
and surprise, she raised herself up so that Tippet
and Wink saw two wooden pegs under her fern
train with which she had gracefully eked out her
own short limbs. They immediately told Whisper,
who set it about the room that the late distin-
guished arrival was a Fairy with wooden legs!
This intelligence, following close upon the sensa-
tions of jealousy, wonder, and awe which her
assumption of royal state had excited, could not
fail to create a feeling of general satisfaction; but
even that gave way before the delight that seized
upon everybody when the trumpets blew again,
and the Grand Pomp announced, in the midst of a
profound silence, "Prince Glee and Princess Trill."



Their appearance was as sudden as it was
unexpected, and the multitude could not repress
their cheers of welcome. Prince Glee was Fairy
Queen's own cousin, and Princess Trill was the
lovely niece of a despotic and malicious old Fairy,
who had for many years kept herself aloof from
Court because she had been refused a place about
her Gracious Majesty's person when she ascended
the throne of Sheneland. She was quite welcome
to enjoy her solitude and dulness, if she preferred
them, for she was exceedingly mischievous and
disagreeable; but all the world cried shame upon
her when she snatched Princess Trill away from
the innocent pleasures of Elfin Court, and pro-
claimed her right and authority to immure that
young and happy creature in any one of her own
dreary residences, to keep her safe from the
vanities and temptations of Elfin-Life. Princess
Trill wept bitterly, and entreated to be allowed to
remain with her companions, the Queen's Maids of
Honour, or, at least, to take leave of them, and
give them messages of farewell to Prince Glee,
who loved her.


But her Aunt flew into' a passion, and refused
her every grace, and immediately poor Princess
Trill was shut up in the ugly pumpkin coach, and
carried away nobody knew whither. When this
cruel event happened, Prince Glee was absent
from Court on a mission for his cousin the Queen,
whose most trusted envoy he had been ever since
her accession to the crown; but as soon as he
returned there wereeinnumerable friends waiting
to tell him the disastrous news about Princess
Trill. At first he turned very pale, then he turned
very red, but when he was calm again he cried:
"'Never will I sleep on thistle-down again until I
find that sweet, persecuted Princess, and deliver
her from captivity."
At which the whole assembly applauded, and
six young Knights-Fairy of the Royal Guard
volunteered themselves as his companions, by
the Queen's own gracious sympathy and per-
And immediately they set off, travelling night
and day, and running into many perils, but always
getting safe out of them, though they could hear



no tidings of Princess Trill, which saddened them
all inexpressibly. They had been three months
away, and were still on their bootless journeyings,
when they encountered the Queen's Heralds pro-
claiming the Grand Ball at Elfin Court, and the
six young Knights-Fairy said they would not miss
it for the world. So Prince Glee gave them leave
to go home, but he continued his travels; for he
had no heart to enjoy himself while his dear
Princess Trill was held in durance. The Knights-
Fairy carried their sad news of failure back to
Court, and gave it as their opinion that her Aunt
had drowned the lovely Princess, and that Prince
Glee would never see her more unless he went
out of Sheneland and into the Water-World
Imagine, then, the great joy and elation felt by
all the guests at the Ball, when the Grand Pomp
announced, in his biggest voice:-
Prince Glee and Princess Trill!"
The crowd pressed forward and beheld the
sweet Princess all one rosy blush under her veil,
and Muffin, Master of the Ceremonies, came


bowing and scraping his loose left leg to lead
them to the Dais of Beauty where Fairy Queen
was waiting to welcome them. The dancing
ceased; but the music played a fine march while
all the company fell into rank, right and left,
to see the Prince and Princess walk up to the
Dais, with Muffin smiling on them like a full
Amongst those whose curiosity was the most
excited was the lean, little, old Fairy with wooden
legs and a fern train. Craning forward her head,
she beheld Princess Trill, and Prince Glee leading
her by the hand. Her face turned green, she
gasped for breath, and would have rushed forward
to separate them had not that spirit of mischief,
Crank, put his foot in her way just in the nick of
time. She stumbled against it, tripped, and fell
flat across the space left by the company-full in
front of the Queen, of Muffin, and of the Prince
and Princess; tearing her fern train to ribbons,
and in her fall displaying the two stout wooden
pegs on which she had tried to exalt herself above
the heads of all Elfin Court.



Everybody else smiled, but Princess Trill, full
of terror, cried out, My Aunt Spite! my Aunt
Spite!" and clung to the Prince for protection;
but when the wicked old Fairy did not attempt to
rise, her tender heart was touched, and she ex-
claimed, "Woe is me, for she is dead! she is
But the great Court Doctor Pille declared that
she was nothing like it; and some young fellows
having carried her out to the air, she was pre-
sently brought to under the Royal Pump, and
then given in charge to Catch and Keep, the
Queen's head-jailers, until it was determined what
punishment she had incurred by her miserable
This painful incident occupied but a few
minutes, and Princess Trill forgot it immediately
the Queen took her hand, called her "Fair
Cousin," kissed her, and made her sit by her on
the Dais of Beauty, with Prince Glee on the
other side. Then her Majesty was graciously
pleased to be curious about their adventures, and
silence being proclaimed, the Prince related them.


C Your Majesty has heard all that happened
before the six young Knights-Fairy left me to
return to Elfin Court Ball," he began, and
therefore I will resume the thread of my narra-
tive where it was broken off. Being left alone
I wandered on until I came to a vast building
which appeared to have the smallest windows in
Sheneland, and no door at all. I knew in a
moment that I had discovered Castle Craft, and
while I was sorrowfully surveying its grim walls
I heard a sound which, at first, I mistook for the
cry of a bird, but listening a little longer, I re-
cognized it as the voice of Princess Trill, weeping
and wailing in her cruel captivity. I was imme-
diately furnished with magical strength; I stormed
the castle single-handed, flung open the secret
gates, slew Lies and Fibs, the guards, and pene-
trated to the secret chambers, where I found many
prisoners wearing life away in the dreariest state
you can imagine. Them I set free, and afterwards
I fought my way up to the highest chamber of a
dismal tower, and there, immured in darkness, I
found the sweet Princess. She sprang towards



me, I bore her down the stair, and mounting my
favourite steed, Swift-and-Sure, we fled from the
domains of Castle Craft, and arrived here in time
for the Ball. Fortunately for us, Aunt Spite
had gone abroad that evening on a mission of
malice regarding other persons, or doubtless she
would have impeded our escape. Finding the
Princess gone on her return to Castle Craft, she
has followed us here with rage in her wicked
heart to separate us; but she will never suc-
And sweet Princess Trill smiled happily, and
repeated Never "
Fairy Queen was charmed with her Cousin's
story, and as soon as it was finished all the guests
went in to supper, where Muffin, by her Majesty's
command, proposed the health of Prince Glee
and Princess TrilL It was drunk standing, with
nine times nine cheers; after which the company
shivered their glasses, that they might never serve
a meaner purpose.
Then Prince Glee made a short but beautiful
speech, which even Tippet applauded; and Wink


made the remark to pretty little Dot, who sat
beside him, that he should know what to say now
when he stood in Glee's shoes; which Dot inter-
preted to her own satisfaction, and smiled and
blushed accordingly.
And both Ball and supper went off so well that
Fairy Queen was highly gratified; and as soon as
she was sleepy, Muffin nodded his head thrice,
and softly clapped his fat hands. Then all the
lights at Elfin Court were put out, and everybody
went home to bed.
And the next day the Queen issued her royal
mandate that henceforward Spite should be ba-
nished from Sheneland for ever. Wink, Quip,
Crank, Trap, Catch and Keep were ordered to
escort her to the frontier; and in such wild com-
pany I leave you to imagine whether she had a
pleasant journey or not.





MIDSUMMER EVE is a very great and solemn
Festival in Sheneland.
Between Sunset and Moonrise all Elfin Court
goes out in procession, with Fairy Queen, to the
Enchanted Bower in the midst of Elfinwood.
Torches are carried before them by the Gnomes
who work in the Mines, to light the path which
winds, and turns, and twists, through a bewilder-
ing labyrinth for miles and miles. The pro-
cession is made in perfect silence, and all the way
as the Fairies go they pluck flowers, weeds, herbs,
and branches; never pausing, never stooping,
never speaking, and never looking either to the
right hand or to the left. As they pass into the
Enchanted Bower they cast them all down into
one heap by the door, and then range themselves



mutely round the garlanded walls, while Fairy
Queen takes her seat on the Golden Throne in the
All is so still that the chirp of the insects which
wake by night in Elfinwood is heard like a chorus
of music, mingled with the chiming of blue-bells
and lily-bells in the moist and shady places.
Suddenly, the inner gate of the Enchanted Bower
opens, and a cold breath blows softly through;
then there is a sound as of trailing robes over
crisp leaves in autumn, and then appears a misty
figure whose face is covered with a veil. She
moves like a shadow, diffusing all around her a
chill air, and takes her place beside the heap of
flowers, weeds, herbs, and branches, which the
Fairies gathered by the way and flung down in a
heap at the entrance of the Enchanted Bower.
As she comes forth, the Moon rises and the
Stars twinkle out one by one; and just as the
Fairy Bells chime midnight all Elfinwood echoes
to the rush and hurry of light feet;-not fairy
feet, but feet of maidens from the Country under
the Sun, who, on Midsummer Eve, come out to



Sheneland, to inquire of the Veiled Shadow of the
Future what their Fate shall be; and on this
night, once in the year, she draws their lot, and
shows it to them by the emblem of some one
flower, weed, herb, or branch, which she lifts from
the heap at her feet, and gives into their hands.
Neither Fairy Queen nor any of her Court have
power to behold the face of the Veiled Shadow of
the Future, but as each young maiden draws near
to learn her fate, she sees it for a moment, but for
a moment only. In that moment, however, each
maiden's countenance becomes a perfect reflex of
the Veiled Face; and the Fairies standing round
the garlanded walls, and Fairy Queen seated on
her Golden Throne in the midst, can see thereby
whether there is bliss or bane, weal or woe, joy or
dole, in store for each of them.
On the Midsummer Eve following the great
Ball at Elfin Court, Fairy Queen and all the
Court went in Procession, as usual, through the
Labyrinth, from the Palace to the Enchanted
Bower, and, in due order, the Fate-drawing


First, there came up a dark-eyed damsel, with
ripe cheeks, and lovely white arms-her lips warm
with laughter, and her eyes bright with Love and
Happiness. She paused on the outer edge of the
circle of cold air that environed the Veiled Figure,
and looked steadfastly upon her face. Then her
own changed suddenly; her lips paled, her eyes
stared haggardly; all the bloom faded from her
cheeks; her white arms fell, then clasped themselves
passionately across her breast. And so the Fairies
knew that she had received a thorn in her heart.
The next was a pale, fair maiden, drooping and
tender, with no lustre either in her eyes or her
smile; and as she looked up in the face of the
Veiled Figure her own grew blank as a shadow on
the wall, and so faded back, crowned with ever-
lastings, into the night.
The third was very young and timid. Scarcely
dared she approach; and when she did, it was but
to glance one hurried instant at the magical face,
and then to fly off, blushing like the morning, with
wealth of roses, myrtles, and orange-bloom, clasped
in her arms.



.She was followed by a calm, little, gipsy-eyed
creature, who turned to the Veiled Figure as if
she were only half-curious to learn what she could
reveal; but the first glance struck her with a pang
of such anguish as shivered her glassy quiet into
fragments, and, passing, left her features seamed
and wrinkled, and still again, like a plain where
there has been earthquake. A branch of deadly
nightshade was clutched in her lean hands.
Then appeared a cold, proud maiden, in rich
and rare apparel, who beheld the Veiled Figure
with a smile of defiance; but it changed into a
tortured expression of pain and humiliation, as a
bunch of sour sorrel was laid on her outstretched
The next was a buxom lassie, with a coun-
tenance like May sunshine, and on her the Veiled
Figure smiled, for her face bloomed into full sum-
mer as she took a palm branch and olive branch,
and her arms full of figs and grapes.
Her successor was a shrewish, sour, discontented
maiden, who looked all the crosser for being stung
by the nettles, which the Veiled Figure gave her;


and her sister, who came next, and received a
bramble, was not much pleasanter to see.
The drawing of the lots could only go on from
Midnight until the first hour of the morning; and
as the last minutes flew by there was great crowd-
ing round the entrance of the Enchanted Bower,
and eager hands outstretched to the Veiled Figure
for their emblem of Fate. And one maiden got
thrift, for labour; and another moss, for lowliness;
and a third ivy, for constancy; and a fourth
wheat, for usefulness. And when the Fairy Bells
chimed One, all the maidens rushed away from
Sheneland to their own Country under the Sun.
Then the Veiled Figure retired within the inner
gate of the Enchanted Bower, and Fairy Queen's
silent procession trooped back to Elfin Court.





WHEN this solemn Festival of Midsummer Eve
was over, Fairy Queen and her Court left the
Palace in Elfinwood, and went away to the sea,
where her Majesty had an Air-Palace, built in a
beautiful wooded chine of the rocks, and garlanded
all over with roses.
Now it was to this frontier of Sheneland that
Spite had been exiled, and immediately the Court
arrived at the Air-Palace she renewed her corre-
spondence with her secret friends who travelled
in the Royal suite. Slander, Gossip, Idlewords,
and Sneer were very glad to get her letters, and
Twaddle, who was considered a well-meaning,
though foolish person, began to run about and
say what a misunderstood and persecuted character
Spite was, and to urge that she should be per-


mitted to return to Sheneland. Finally, she got
up a petition, which was numerously signed by the
Court supernumeraries and others, and on a set
day it was presented to Fairy Queen by Spite's
friends and allies.
Her Gracious Majesty, whose character for cle-
mency was well known, gave this petition which
Mischief, an unacknowledged daughter of Spite's,
'had written out, her best consideration. She also
took the advice of Prince Goldheart upon it; but
as she was inclined to the side of mercy, he did not
press for a perpetual exile, much as his judgment
would have approved it. And so the first sentence
was quashed, and a Queen's Messenger was sent
off to tell Spite that she might cross the border
again and dwell in Sheneland, providing she kept
away from Court, and held her wicked tongue in
good order. To which conditions Spite readily
agreed, and returned to Sheneland the same after-
Those persons who had been instrumental in
procuring her pardon received her with triumph;
but Prince Glee and Prince Trill, the four-and.


twenty Maids of Honour, all the Pages, the
Knights-Fairy of the Royal Guard, and many
others beside, were extremely sorry to hear of her
return: for they knew that as soon as Spite and
Mischief and their favourite companions met,
their machinations would begin. And so, of
course, they did.
The very next morning, Spite, the mother of
Mischief, Mischief herself, Slander, Sneer, Idle-
words, Gossip, and Twaddle met together on
the sea-shore not far from the Royal Landing
Place. Her Majesty's yacht, a lovely pearl and
pink shell, was moored at the steps in the midst of
a gay little fleet, waiting to carry Fairy Queen and
her Court on a summer day's sail to the Isle of
Palms. None of Spite's friends had been invited
to attend, for they were almost as much out of
favour as herself, because of the frequent quarrels
they caused amongst Fairy Queen's otherwise
loyal and well-disposed subjects.
This was their way of proceeding: Spite said ill-
natured things, which Slander magnified, and Gossip
repeated; then Idlewords made silly comments,


Sneer looked unutterable things, and Twaddle
talked goody, until amongst them they had kindled
up a nice, brisk fire, which Mischief never allowed
to die out for want of stirring.
Now Spite, though she was in reality own mother
to Mischief, always pretended not to know her,
and called her publicly an arrogant and presuming
young person; for you must understand that
Spite tried her utmost to seem respectable, and
often insisted on claiming relationship with Justice
and Truth, which Justice and Truth refused to
acknowledge quite as peremptorily as she refused
to acknowledge her own ugly and disagreeable
daughter, Mischief.
Spite and those friends of hers whom you know,
had all met together by appointment on the sea-
shore to watch Fairy Queen and her Court em-
bark, and while they were waiting they thus
entered into conversation.
SWhat a lamentable circumstance it is I" began
Spite, to whom all the others listened with venera-
tion; what a truly lamentable circumstance that
Prince Glee, in the midst of his feigned passion


for the Princess Trill, should have fallen into such
an infatuated fondness for Clipsome, her Majesty's
new Maid of Honour; she is but a flighty crea-
ture, and will not, I fear, prove a very desirable
acquisition to our excellent Queen's train."
"Oh! has Prince Glee fallen in love with Clip-
some? How jealous Princess Trill will be!"
cried Idlewords.
And it is said that he pays marked attention
to Touchy as well," added Slander; and Sneer
silently affirmed the same.
"Then his behaviour is highly incorrect I" ex-
claimed Twaddle. "It is very well known that
her Majesty disapproves of the Royal Princes
admiring her Maids of Honour. His conduct is
most insincere, most inconstant! But I never had
any opinion of Prince Glee. There was no stability
about him; but it is disgraceful that he .should
transfer his assiduities from one to another as he
does. Princess Trill loved him, but I suppose he
is too weak to resist the attractions of Clipsome's
fresh face. I don't think much of Touchy; she is
always off and on with somebody."


"Clipsome is not reported to be any great
beauty," remarked Gossip; "neither, for that
matter, is poor Princess Trill. Her voice is her
chief attraction. But Prince Glee never was
noted for elegant taste; his country breeding
clings to him still; and I have heard it quoted as a
sentiment of his, that it is far better to be merry
and happy, than to be ever so rich and great."
"Odious things!" cried Mischief, without cir-
cumlocution: let us make them a fire and
smoke them till they are as black as Gnomes!
Who are they that they should go about enjoying
themselves while we are left behind to catch
sand-flies ? "
Spite pretended not to have heard this last
exclamation, but, in fact, it was she who had
suggested it to her amiable daughter; and forth-
with she set about picking up sticks until she
had got a bigger faggot than anybody; and
when they had all gathered as many as they
could carry they brought their burdens and
heaped them up on the shingle, and threw water
over them, so that when they were kindled they


might make a great smoke and cloud all over
the sky above her Majesty's Air Palace in the
beautiful wooded chine of the rocks.
Mischief was for putting a spark to the pile
immediately, but Spite slyly cautioned her to
wait until they were by themselves, lest they
should be detected, and made a pretence of
sending Gossip, Slander, Sneer, Idlewords, and
Twaddle, away for more fuel that they might
not play spy and betray them. As soon as the
five were out of hearing, Spite whispered Now,"
and gave a flint and steel to Mischief, who instantly
struck a spark and dropped a bit of tinder on some
crackling furze; and then, while Spite blew gently
to get it into a blaze, Mischief cried out to their
friends to come and witness a real case of sponta-
neous combustion !
And they all gathered round in great delight
and satisfaction, Twaddle saying how sad a pity
it was that Prince Glee should not know better
than to have two strings to his bow, and that
if he would act so inconsistently he must expect
to suffer. Idlewords added that Clipsome was


as much to blame as Prince Glee for the en-
couragement she had given him; and Slander
suggested that in all probability Clipsome made
the first advances with a view to supplant Princess
Trill and vex Touchy, who always fancied people
admired her, but was at the same time a proud
minx and easily offended. Gossip repeated that
no doubt the last suggestion was the true one,
Clipsome was forward and assuming, and took
too much upon herself by far, though any fairy
might see with half a glance that her nose was
slightly turned up, that her mouth was wide,
and that her eyes were grey, instead of blue.
"And as for her skin being fair," added
Twaddle, why, her face is freckled like a
turkey's egg, and her figure is far more buxom
than elegant!"
While they were still conversing in this polite
and pleasant manner, Muffin and the Grand Pomp
were seen coming down from the Palace towards
the steps of the landing-place, with a Guard-
Royal of fifty of her. Majesty's Knights-Fairy to
keep the way, and a band of musicians, who


hurried to their places in the Queen's Yacht and
immediately began to tune up. Scarcely were
they seated when the Queen herself, with Prince
Goldheart and Prince Glee, appeared, followed by
the Princesses, by Mother Dignity, the Mistress
of the Robes, by the four-and-twenty Maids of
Honour, and the four-and-twenty Pages, besides
a miscellaneous crowd of Officials and People
of Distinction then staying on a visit at the
Air Palace in the beautiful wooded chine of the
Now just as Fairy Queen and all her train
passed down the shore, Mischief gave the freshly-
kindled fire a stir, and suddenly a volume of ugly
yellow smoke rolled over towards the royal party
and grievously blackened Clipsome, Touchy, and
Prince Glee; blackened them so much that their
pretty new clothes were all spoilt, and their faces
darkened like those of the gnomes who work in
the mines.
Touchy began to cry, and Prince Glee flew
into a great rage and fumed so noisily that
Muffin was obliged to give him to understand


that his conduct was contrary to court etiquette,
and that if he persisted in it he would have to
be removed by the guard.. Clipsome, however,
was a fairy of the highest spirit, and though
young, she was clever, shrewd, and daring. She
shook the grime off her robes as well as she
could, and said to those of her companions who
were near her-"It is Spite, Mischief, and Slander,
who have a grudge against us because of Prince
Glee and Princess Trill. But I defy them one
and all!" which words being spoken very dis-
tinctly, reached the ears of Gossip, who forthwith
repeated them to her friends, who chuckled and
said that Clipsome would not have been so ven-
turesome as to defy them, had slhe known what
an awful smoke they can make with a fire of
their own kindling and tending.
Fairy Queen was so busy conversing with
Prince Goldheart that this little incident did not
attract her attention, but when she was seated
under the awning of purple silk on board her
Yacht, with all her Maids of Honour grouped
around her, she suddenly caught sight of Touchy's


smeared face, and then of Clipsome's still more
shady one. As for Prince Glee, Muffin had
prevailed on him to get out of the way, and
not to show himself at all. Her Majesty looked
very grave, and beckoning to Mother Dignity,
her Mistress of the Robes, requested her to dis-
cover why Touchy and Clipsome appeared in her
presence in such unsightly trim.
Immediately Mother Dignity began to make
inquiries there were twenty voices ready to offer
explanations. Clipsome was so careless, so almost
reckless in her behaviour; she depended on her
fair face and good intentions until she forgot
prudence; and, in fact, though it was a matter
to be much regretted, very hurtful things had
been whispered against her and Prince Glee, and
she was now showing the consequences of them
in her begrimed robes and countenance. Touchy
might be less to blame; she was sharp with her
tongue, and so made enemies, who had, perhaps,
revenged themselves by inventing false and mali-
cious reports against her. Mother Dignity on
hearing all this, looked very severely on Clipsome


and Touchy, and communicated the results of her
inquiries to the Queen.
Princess Trill who sat by, heard it all with
grief and astonishment, and though she could not
believe a word against her brave and kind Prince
Glee who had rescued her from her Aunt Spite
and the perils of Castle Craft, she let the tears
roll down her lovely cheeks as she listened to
Mother Dignity's report.
Now, hitherto, Clipsome had been a great
favourite with her Royal Mistress. Though not
a Princess or a person of title she came of a
family of the very highest distinction in Shene-
land; she was sprightly and well-bred, and of very
gay and innocent manners. She could dance and
sing better than any Fairy about Elfin Court
except Princess Trill, but Prince Glee had only
extolled her skill just as Muffin and Grand Pomp
might have done. As for Touchy, whatever he
might have said'to her was only in the way of
fun, for he did not like her.
When, however, the Queen heard Mother Dig-
nity's statement, she gazed with sorrowful severity


on Clipsome, and she was bidden to approach the
Royal Footstool, before which she stood, looking
in the eyes of her companions and of all the
Court the very image of a convicted culprit,
for very few were clear-sighted enough to observe
that the blackening of her features was not skin
deep, and that she held her head erect and looked
straight, honest, and innocent, out of her bright
grey eyes.
Clipsome," said the Queen, with gentle for-
mality, "how comes it that thou art here in such
unsightly guise? Why are thy new gossamer
robes all besmirched? and why is thy visage
darkened so foully ?"
"It is only Smoke, your Majesty," replied
Clipsome, without hesitation.
The Queen was silent, but Mother Dignity
repeated with austere significance-cc Only Smoke,
Clipsome? There's no smoke where there's no
fire!" And poor Clipsome's heart gave a great
leap of indignation at finding herself mistrusted,
and bowing hurriedly to her Royal Mistress she
drew back quite out of sight, and spoke to none


of her companions any more until they reached
the Isle of Palms.
But when the Royal train landed, the Queen
sent for her and said, as became her sweet majesty
and gentleness-" Clipsome, I will not condemn
thee unheard; my heart inclines to thee. I have
ever thought thy behaviour more noble than that
of Prim, Prude, and Demure who are the chief
witnesses against thee; but thy robes are much
soiled, and either thou hast soiled them through
carelessness thyself, or else some secret enemy
has worked thee this malicious trick. I have
spoken to Prince Glee whose word is trusty as
silver refined, but he is all smirched too, and
poor Touchy has not escaped. I suspect a plot
meant cruelly to strike through thee at our dear
Princess Trill. But be silent and patient; my
officers, Pierce, Keen, Deep, and Farsight, are
commissioned to search it out, and then I will
hold a Court, and thou shalt be as publicly
cleared, if innocent, as thou hast been publicly
condemned now that appearances are so much
against thee."


Clipsome's spirits still continued much de-
pressed, but she drew a little comfort from the:
Queen's kind assurances. She would not share,
however, in the dances and games under the
Palm Trees, but went and sat down alone on the
seashore, and sang mournfully to herself as the
waves rolled in. Poor Princess Trill had likewise
betaken herself to a hollow of the rocks out of
sight, and was weeping in silence and solitude,
when Prince Glee came down that way and found
her. He was in a distracted mood, for he loved
Princess Trill dearly, and she had never lifted her
eyes or spoken to him once since the Queen's
Yacht set sail for the Isle of Palms. He would
have done or suffered anything for her sweet sake,
and he was the last Fairy in all Sheneland to be
false to his vows, or to seek to bring into disgrace
such a pleasant Maid of Honour as Clipsome. He
now drew near to Princess Trill, and knelt down
at her feet; at first he scarcely dared speak, but
at length he gained courage to tell her it was all a
mistake, and that he had never---NEVER-NEVER
-loved anybody but herself, and as she did not


repulse him, he consoled her with many kind
words. And by-and-by, they thought they would
have a little walk along the shore, and as they
went, they came up with Clipsome and with
Touchy also, who had strayed away from the rest
of the Queen's Maids of Honour in a most dolorous
frame of mind.
The four persecuted fairies then talked their
troubles over, and Clipsome communicated to her
companions in misfortune what the Queen had
told her of a suspected plot; and of Pierce, Keen,
Deep, and Farsight having been sent to search out
the conspiracy. On that, Princess Trill said:
"If there be a plot, my Aunt Spite is at the
bottom of it;" and Prince Glee immediately
cheered up, and cried that all would come right
in the end, and that truth and justice never failed
to triumph in the long run.
Meanwhile, the two-and-twenty Maids of Honour
who were left with her Majesty, danced with the
Pages under the Palm Trees, and all the Court
looked on; and at noon there was a collation of
sweets, cakes, and fruit; after which, there was


more dancing, and some merry games of leap-
frog and hop-scotch, in which Muffin and the
Grand Pomp covered themselves with glory; and
as the sun went round to the west, the Royal
train returned to the Queen's Yacht, and sailed
away from the Isle of Palms to Sheneland, and
the Air Palace in the beautiful wooded chine of
the rocks.
As the fleet approached the shore, Farsight
being on the watch, saw thick black and yellow
rolling clouds of smoke rising from a fire kindled
on the beach, which darkened all the sky;
next he discerned the seven wicked fairies flitting
about it, and one in particular, continually poking
and stirring the smouldering pile, while the others
gathered more fuel and flung it on in haste. He
called instantly to Pierce, Keen, and Deep, and
offering them his telescope by turns, begged to
know whether they agreed with him, that those
fairies were Spite, the mother of Mischief, Mischief
herself, Slander, Sneer, Gossip, Idlewords, and
Twaddle; and as they all cried, "Yes," Farsight
shut up his telescope, and said: "The awful plot


is discovered! Those miscreants kindled the fire,
which has so shamefully blackened our merry
Prince Glee, and the two lovely Maids of Honour,
Clipsome and Touchy. Their object is to sow
discord between Prince Glee and Princess Trill;
to separate them, and destroy their happiness!"
The Queen was instantly apprised of the detec-
tion of the infamous conspiracy, and the moment
the Royal Yacht touched the shore, the four offi-
cers, with a select company of Guards, rushed
along the shore to the capture of the criminals.
Spite saw them coming first, and perceiving no
chance of escape, she determined to rely on her
sanctity and respectability; put a fair face on the
matter and walked stately to meet them, while
Mischief sat laughing and poking amongst the
sticks to keep them ablaze; but Slander, Sneer,
Gossip, Idlewords, and Twaddle were struck with
such a panic of fear that they tried to run off and
get away, but Lightfoot, Swiftfoot, and Holdfast
were after them in a moment, and they were soon
caught and secured. Their arms were pinioned,
and their ancles strapped, so that they could only


take little steps, and they were thus ignominiously
led away to the Grand Justice Hall, adjoining
Fairy Queen's Air Palace, in the wooded chine of
the rocks. Spite, by reason of her boasted high
birth and fine connexions, was permitted to walk
unbound, with Pierce and Deep on either side
and Keen behind her; and in those circumstances
she looked a very miserable little Spite, and would
hardly have been known for the lean old fairy
with the fern train, and enormous long legs, who
ventured to go to Elfin-Court Ball with the as-
sumption of royal state. Farsight took charge of
Mischief who had not attempted flight, because
she never cared for the consequences of what
she had done half so much as she enjoyed
doing it.
When the Guards arrived with their prisoners,
the Grand Hall of Justice was crowded with every-
body then at Court. Fairy Queen was seated on
her Golden Throne, with. Prince Goldheart beside
her and Judge Grim on her left hand. Prince
Glee and the two Maids of Honour were accommo-
dated with stools on the second step of the Dais,

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and Princess Trill was supported by Mother
Dignity in the background.
The seven prisoners, Spite, Mischief, Slander,
Sneer, Gossip, Idlewords, and Twaddle were
ordered to mount upon the platform of Shame,
that they might be seen of all the Court, and the
Grand Pomp having proclaimed silence, Specs,
the Public Accuser, read the indictment, which
charged them with having gathered fuel, piled it
up in a stack, kindled it into a blaze, and then
fanned up a great fire on the shores of Sheneland,
in the wicked design of blackening three of Fairy
Queen's loyal subjects: to wit, Prince Glee and
the fair Maids of H-onour, Clipsome and Touchy.
Further the indictment charged them with an
attempt to make dissension between true lovers,
which attempt was the most aggravated form of
High Treason recognized by the laws of Shene-
land, and deserving of the punishment of Death.
Then did all the seven prisoners shake in their
shoes most terribly. But they were permitted to
speak in their own defence, and six of them-
namely, Spite, Slander, Sneer, Gossip; Idlewords,


and Twaddle, pleaded not guilty. Spite, Slander,
Sneer, and Gossip contented themselves with a
flat denial of the crime imputed to them; but
Idlewords rambled in her talk, and threw great
discredit on their plea; and Twaddle, who was
always a weak-minded fairy, lost herself in a
maze of moral aphorisms, by means of which she
contradicted .herself repeatedly, and all but con-
fessed her guilt, by admitting that she had assisted
in what she then considered to be a righteous and
necessary piece of work, though, now that she
was made sensible of her error, she was eager
to repent and amend her ways for the future.
Everybody in Court laughed at Twaddle's hypo-
critical virtue, but when Lawyers Double and
Twist cross-examined her, she fell into a terrible
fright and let them delude her into admitting
herself guilty of a hundred crimes which ought
in reality to have been charged on Spite and
The trial was long, careful, and extremely in-
teresting, and the accusation was fully brought
home to all the seven prisoners. All had helped


to collect fuel, but it was proved that Spite had
suggested the making of the fire to Mischief, and
that Mischief had been afterwards the most dili-
gent in keeping it up. The alleged spontaneous
combustion was completely negatived by the
finding of a flint, steel, and tinder-box, in Spite's
pocket. Then Mischief, perceiving that they were
found out and sure to be punished, laughed and
said, audaciously: "I don't care, it was very good
fun while it lasted I We did make the fire, and
Spite played bellows, and blew it up her own self,
let her deny it as long as she likes I"
On this Spite, who had assumed an air of scorn-
ful and persecuted virtue, became aware that if
she did not make a vigorous effort her newly-
gained reputation for sanctity and respectability
would soon be gone; so turning upon Mischief she
squeaked out indignantly: You most arrogant,
flippant, and feeble-minded minx, how dare you
support the false accusations against me whom you
never saw in your life before ?"
But Mischief only laughed in her face, and
Judge Grim stood up, and, in a voice that shook


the Grand Justice Hall to its foundations, he pro-
nounced the following sentences against the seven
prisoners on the platform of Shame. Thus he
"Spite, thou art the Mother of Mischief, and
must suffer for the evil training thou hast given
her, as well as for thy own misdeeds. Her
Majesty graciously wills that the punishment of
death be remitted, since the machinations of which
thou wert the spring have failed to disunite the
true lovers, Prince Glee and Princess Trill;
therefore, the sentence of the Court upon thee is
that thy Face be painted Black, that all the loyal
people of Sheneland may, henceforward, know
thee for what thou art, and avoid thy company.
Mischief will be whipped, for she is young, and
may mend. Slander will have her tongue slit.
Sneer will have her lips burnt. Gossip, Idle-
words, and Twaddle will have their mouth
stopped. Justice is satisfied! Guards! remove
the prisoners to the Stools of Penance. Brush,
Scourge, Sword, Coal, and Tow execute the
sentence of the Court!"


And Fairy Queen having withdrawn with all
the ladies of her Court, in the midst of a great
clamour it was done.
Spite squeaked, Mischief shrieked, Slander
yelled, and Sneer roared again; but Gossip, Idle-
words, and Twaddle maintained a most beautiful
silence; thankful, no doubt, to have escaped the
severe punishment of their accomplices.
And in the evening when the criminals had
been disposed of, there was a Grand Supper, and
a Ball after it, to celebrate the reconciliation of
Prince Glee and Princess Trill, who sang and
danced a fandango together before all the Court.
Clipsomo and Touchy were also as gay as
Maids of Honour could be; Clipsome danced
with Frolic, and Touchy danced with Dump;
and Mother Dignity who had her eye upon them
throughout the evening, said they behaved beau-
tifully: but Prim, Prude, and Demure had a long
lecture before they went to bed for confabulating
in corners with Wrinkle, Whisper, and Tippet-
a pastime which was expressly forbidden to the
Maids of Honour by the Queen herself.


You will hear by-and-by what further adven-
tures happened to Prince Glee and Princess Trill;
but first I must tell you the awful warning that
befel Pickle, Prig, and Slumph, three very small
Fairies who were related to Spite, and had been
playfellows of Mischief, many of whose naughty
ways they had learnt much to their sorrow as
you will soon see.



THE following morning, when Fairy Queen issued
forth from her bower at the east end of the Air
Palace in the wooded chine of the rocks, she was
observed by all the Court to be wearing a sad
countenance and dark clothing. Immediately the
four-and-twenty Maids of Honour and the four-
and-twenty Pages looked solemn- too, and the
great dignitaries imitated the proper example and
became as-intensely grievous as Fairies without
a grief could be.
Mother Dignity walked silently behind her
Royal Mistress, who entered the Hall of Justice,
and having seated herself upon her Golden
Throne, beckoned to Muffin the Master of the


Ceremonies, to approach. The official drew near
with deep respect, to await her commands.
Let all-the Youth of Elfin Land be summoned
and let the Hall of Justice be cleared of all the
elders," said her Majesty.
And immediately it was done, and the seats
were crowded with eager little Fairies, all wonder-
ing what fine entertainment was in store for them,
and staring at the Queen on her Golden Throne,
with only Mother Dignity behind her, and Muffin
waiting for further orders.
Then spoke her Majesty again. "Call hither
Professors Birch, Twig, Cane, and Ferule." And
those sour ushers appeared forthwith.
."Call also Professors Prize, Holiday, Treat,
and Jolly," added the Queen; and those benign
personages entered.
"Let the Elf Transformation appear;" and
instantly, from nobody knew where, there came
a tall figure all in white, carrying a wand in one
hand, and a great bag in the other.
"Summon Fancy, the great Court Moralist
and Story Teller." And Fancy entered, looking


clear and buoyant, and took the elevated seat
which Muffin pointed out to him near the Golden
Things now began to wear a very serious
aspect indeed, and many of the young fairies
who crowded the benches round the Hall of
Justice felt exceedingly disappointed, because
there was no mention of Fun at all, and neither
Play nor Pantomime was in request. The four
benign professors all had their hands in their
pockets, but the four sour professors had their
implements of office ready for service tightly
embraced under the left arm.
Bring in Pickle, Prig, and Slumph," said her
Majesty. And those three miserable little dogs
of fairies were brought in.
Set them up on the platform of Shame," was
the next royal command; and Muffin set them
up one by one, and there they had to stand and
be looked at for ten minutes, after which they
were perched on a high bench, and made to sit
What ugly little wretches they were I All the


youth in the Hall recognized them as their
naughtiest companions, with whom they were
constantly being forbidden to play. Pickle looked
quite scared, but impudent too, as if he meant to
brave out whatever might happen to him; Prig
tucked his legs under the seat and peeped about
with a cowardly dishonesty in his little eyes; and
Slumph sat all in a heap and all in a quake, like
a mould of ill-made jelly. When they had been
thus exhibited for some time before the gaze of
the multitude, her Majesty again spoke in the
midst of the profoundest silence.
"You are all here assembled to witness the
awful warning about to be administered to Pickle,
Prig, and Slumph," said she, solemnly. "I pray
you, young Fairies, take heed lest you also come
into their miserable case. This is their crime.
They have robbed the nests of birds, they have
stoned and otherwise maltreated harmless frogs,
toads, and other reptiles; they have destroyed
insects, and in every way made themselves amen-
able to severe discipline. They will now listen to
a Parable which Fancy, my Moralist, will relate,


and afterwards they will be conducted to the
private residence of Professor Birch, to whom I
give it in charge to cure them of their in-
famous propensities."
Then Pickle, Prig, and Slumph, anticipating
their awful fate, each put a finger in his mouth
and began to cry; but Muffin soon stopped the
noise, and then Fancy, the Court Moralist, and
Story Teller related the strange Parable of the
" Ugliest Cat in Sheneland."

&4 livgItst (at in h"qendant.
You are going to hear the story of the Ugliest
Cat in Sheneland.
It was a black cat, with spiteful yellow eyes,
a mean, sharp tail, a back ridged like a saw, and
a Miow, Mioo,' that made every other creature
in Elfin Wood run into hiding as soon as they
heard it. The name of this Ugly Cat was Cruel;
and he was so big and so strong, that he could
catch and kill every other cat he met, besides
hares, rabbits, water-rats, shrew-mice, and all
kinds of birds that haunted the forest.


"His method of catching the birds was very
ingenious and subtle. He would lie down on the
grass under a tree, pretending to doze; and then
lie would begin to sing, Purr, purr,' so long
and loud, that the feathered things, full of curiosity,
came and peeped shyly down at him through the
leaves. But very few of them did it with im-
punity: for when the cat caught them looking,
he fixed them with his great yellow eyes, until
they began to tremble all over, then to turn giddy
and faint, and the next minute they would drop
into Cruel's jaws, as if they had been shot; when
he ate them up, quills, claws, beaks, feathers,
and all.
"But Cruel was not the most enviable person in
Elfin Wood; for he had one very powerful enemy
named Worry, and it had been foretold to Cruel
that whenever and wherever Worry met him,
he must expect to receive the just punishment of
his numerous crimes; and this prophecy weighed
heavily on Cruel's mind, because he was aware
that he might meet Worry any day. Worry was
a famous dog, Captain of Fairy Queen's Kennels,


and the beginning of the enmity between him and
Cruel was, that Cruel had killed many promising
young members of Worry's family when they
were taking morning airings, without their mothers,
in the beautiful glades of Elfin Wood.
But that took pace before Cruel became a cat.
lie was then a squat little boy, the only son of
some decent poor people who kept one of the gates
of Fairy Queen's Hunting Palace, in the forest;
but they were so foolishly fond of him, that they
never corrected any of his naughty ways or
debarred him from any amusement in which he
chose to delight himself. One of his earliest
pleasures was to sit on the doorstep of his father's
and mother's house, and grin and make frightful
faces at the neighbours' children as they went by
to school, until some of them were so terrified,
that they ran a mile round by another way rather
than pass the place where Cruel waited for them.
There were two little ones, however, a brother
and sister, named Courage and Kindness, who
walked always hand in hand, and took no notice
of him; they even said openly that they were not


afraid of him: he might twist his face into as
many ugly shapes as he liked, but he could not
harm them; but Fairy Echo having carried this
to Cruel's ears, he laughed maliciously, and cried
out, 'Can't I hurt them? I'll try, and then
they'll know.'
"So he gathered a heap.of stones and kept them
secret, and the next morning he hid himself behind
the garden-hedge, and when Courage and Kind-
ness appeared coming through the forest on their
way to school, he began to pelt them until he
struck Kindness on the neck, and made her cry;
but Courage immediately dashed at Cruel and
dragged him out of his hiding-place, beating him
unmercifully, and then kicking him away in con-
tempt, and Cruel who had not expected this prompt
punishment, was thankful to slink away with
every bone in his body full of aches and pains.
That lesson ought to have been enough for
him, but it was not; for though lie never dared to
molest Courage and Kindness, or any of their
little companions again, he thought he should be
quite safe and enjoy it almost as well if he might


vex and torture the poor dumb creatures that
traversed the forest; and his foolish parents
assured him that there was no harm in that, and
indeed, seemed to consider it a mark of a brave and
bold spirit rather than otherwise. Thus upheld
in his wickedness, Cruel, though a thorough
coward at heart, became more and more reckless
and venturesome, until every living thing smaller
than himself, and with a sense of fear, shrank
from the sight of him.
Now just at this time Dopple, a distinguished
lady of the family of Worry at the Queen's Kennels,
had a beautiful family of six little black puppies.
They were all round, fat, sleek and shining like
buttered black balls, and Dopple was exceedingly
fond and proud of them; it was quite a pleasure to
see with what benevolence she permitted them to
tumble and gambol about her dignified person.
Worry took also an immense interest in them, and
it was generally allowed in the Queen's Kennels
that Dopple's children were the handsomest that
had been born there for many generations. They
were a high-spirited, frolicsome group of little


fellows, and not always so obedient as they might
have been-indeed, it was remembered after their
sad disaster by many of Dopplo's friends, that she
had said they were almost too much for her, and
that her mind was filled with anxiety as to what
they would turn out when Whip, the huntsman,
took them in hand to train. And Dopplo was
much sympathized with on this account, especially
by such of her acquaintance as had known what
it was to bring up young families.
"Cruel had several times seen the six black
puppies going out for a walk with their mother,
but under those circumstances he was particularly
careful not to meddle with them, for had he been
so ill-advised as to attempt it, Mistress Dopple
would very soon have made no bones of Master
Cruel, and he knew it. But while spying from a
distance he made up his mind what he would do
the first time he saw them set off for an excursion
into the forest unprotected by their mother.
The opportunity he watched for happened but
too soon. One hapless morning when Dopple's
back was turned, Wilful and Presto, the two


sprightliest of the puppies, gambolled off and away
before she knew that they were missing. The
naughty little dogs were anxious to see the world
by themselves, and they ran till they were out of
breath and out of sight, lest their mother should
discover their absence and overtake them before
they could make good their escape. The first
persons they met were Courage and Kindness
on their way to school, and they had a capital
game at play with them, and afterwards they
trotted on merrily until they came to the house
of Cruel's father and mother. They had never
heard of Cruel in their lives, and so when they
saw a little squat boy sitting on the doorstep,
cooling his bowl of bread and milk, they peeped
at him through the gate, wagged their stumpy
tails, and said to each other how nice milk was
when puppies were thirsty.
Cruel heard the remark, and inviting them in,
he persuaded them to take a lap at his breakfast,
which, as it was boiling hot, scalded their tongues
and made them squeal with pain. But Cruel only
laughed; and the sight of their suffering set him


on doing something worse. Catching Presto by
the nape of his neck, he flung him up into the air
and let him fall upon the stones, where he gave
but one feeble moan and died. Wilful ran to his
poor little brother, whining and barking, and then
Cruel pelted him until he was dead too; after
that he threw them over the gate into the dusty
road, and there Courage and Kindness found their
pretty playfellows lying when they came home
from school.
"'It is that wicked Cruel who has killed them,'
said Kindness, weeping, as she took them up;
' dear old Dopple will be heartbroken 1'"
And she carried them to the Queen's Kennels,
and when Whip saw them he grieved over them,
buried them, and comforted their mother; after
which he cut a handsome bunch of knotty birch,
and started at a great pace to the house of Cruel's
father and mother, where he found Cruel just
being put to bed by his foolish fond parents. The
moment Cruel saw Whip approaching with that
ominous bunch of knotty birch-twigs in his hand,
he guessed what was going to befal him, and


begged his mother to hide him in the cupboard;
but Whip was too quick for him, and before Cruel
had time to howl once, the huntsman had his head
under his arm, and was giving him such a
trimming as the little wretch remembered dolo-
rously whenever he sat down on the doorstep to
eat his breakfast, for more than a month after.
And during that space of time he behaved rather
better, but as soon as he had forgotten the smart,
he said he didn't care, and that he would serve
exactly in the same way as he had served Presto
and Wilful, all Dopple's other children if they fell
in his way. And he did; one after another, he
succeeded in killing all Dopple's six beautiful
puppies, and the whole kennel went into mourning
for them.
Then Worry showed his teeth and growled out
threats of deadly vengeance; and after reflecting
and consulting about it for some time, Dopple and
he set off to find the famous Elf Transformation;
having discovered her abode they laid their piteous
case before her, and asked what she could do to
help them.


"' I can change Cruel into the Ugliest Cat in
all Sheneland,' replied she.
"' That is excellent!' growled Worry. 'Change
Cruel into the Ugliest Cat in all Sheneland, and
the first time I see him, I'll kill him !'
"And Dopple and Worry ran home to their
kennel very well contented.
The next day, Elf Transformation came down
to Elfin Wood, to the house where Cruel's father
and mother lived, and there sat Cruel on the door-
step, cooling his bowl of bread and milk, and
waiting, as usual, until something came by that he
could hurt. Elf Transformation drew quite near
and looked at him sharply; then, making the
complimentary remark that he could not well be
more frightful than he was, she twitched out a
tuft of his red hair, and immediately he became
the Ugliest Cat in all Sheneland!
When his parents returned home, after their
day's work, Cruel was still sitting on the doorstep;
but he was now washing his face with his paw,
and, of course, they did not know him for their
son; but they hated cats, particularly ugly cats;


so they drove him away with many kicks and
hard blows; and even his mother threw a broom
after him, to frighten him further off. So he was
obliged to become a wild cat in Elfin Wood,
where he was day and night exposed to be caught
in traps, to be shot by Whip, or to be devoured
by Worry and his friends. For ever so long,
however, he contrived to exist, though very
miserably; but, at the same time, he was the
terror of the forest by reason of his thefts and
There was a world of talk about him in the
Queen's Kennels every evening after supper, and,
at last, a grand hunting match was arranged by
the whole pack, to take place on a particular day,
when a handsome reward was to be given to any
dog who would catch and kill CrueL Worry
licked his chaps, and said the reward was as
good as in his dish already; and bade Dopple
make her mind easy, for he would never come
back to kennel again while there was as much
fluff left of Cruel as would stuff a bee's pillow.
"And the great day of the Hunt arrived, but


it had been kept so snug, that Cruel had not
heard a single whisper of it. He was sunning
himself in a soft mossy nook, and digesting a full
breakfast of young rabbits, when all at once he
heard a horn sound, then the cry of the dogs, and
the patter, patter, patter, of their feet in the
glade, coming up very fast indeed. He was
awake in an instant, and scouring away like the
wind, his mean tail brandished spike-wise, and his
fur standing on end all over him; but Worry was
on his scent, and though he had a good start,
Cruel lost ground at every stride, and finally was
brought to bay on a space where there was no
tree for him to run up; and though he hissed, and
swore, and spit, and used both claws and teeth,
Worry gripped him by the back and shook the
life out of him in no time.
"Then the other dogs ate him up, all but two
hairs of his whiskers, and a bit of fluff, which
Worry carried home to Dopple, as an assurance
that her children's destroyer was no more.
And that was the deserved end of Cruel, the
Ugliest Cat in all Sheneland."


As soon as Fancy, the Court Moralist and
Story Teller, had finished his Parable, the Hall of
Justice rang from one end to the other with the
clapping of little fairy hands, and cries of Serve
him right! Serve him right I" And as soon as
the clamour had subsided, Pickle, Prig, and
Slumph, were delivered over into the custody of
Professor Birch, who immediately conducted them
to his private residence, and initiated them into
the mysteries of his discipline by which cruelty,
craft, and insensibility, were gradually eradicated
from the fairy temper.
When they had disappeared, Muffin, by the
Queen's command, dismissed the assemblage to
play, and to partake of a refection in the open air,
after which the young fairies returned home,
powerfully edified and impressed by all they had
seen and heard.





FAI Y QUEEN was even more ready to give
treats to good little Fairies, than she was to grant
proper correction to naughty little Fairies; so the
day after the Awful Warning of Pickle, Prig, and
Slumph, she consulted with Mother' Dignity and
Muffin, Master of the Ceremonies, as to what
entertainment should be provided for Courage
and Kindness and their favourite companions.
Mother Dignity suggested that they should go
to bed an hour earlier than usual by way of treat;
qnd Muffin said, would it please them, did her
Majesty think, to perform double dues of lessons?
Her Majesty thought not, and called Fancy, the
Court Moralist and Story Teller into counsel.
Fancy would have been glad to give his Royal
Mistress's little guests a new Pantomime, but as


they were going to receive a public reward, he
was of opinion that something more solid and
improving should be set before them. What did
her Majesty think of having Tuflongbo, the great
Traveller of Sheneland, up to Court, to relate
his wonderful adventures in the country of the
Fancy's suggestion was excellent-was every-
thing that could be desired I Tuflongbo would be
a capital treat, no doubt I
Now, when Tuflongbo had returned to Elfin
Court, after his remarkable discoveries in the
country of the Aplepivi, he had been welcomed
with a complete ovation. His Royal Mistress
immediately appointed him State Geographer and
Astronomer, and conferred upon him the dignified
order of Complacency, and the Grand Cross of
Vanity, which were the two highest and plea-
santest distinctions that she had it in her power
to bestow. Also, she was graciously pleased to
promise him that she would soon name a day
when he might recite his marvellous adventures
before herself and all Elfin Court, in full state


assembled; so when Fancy suggested that the
good little people would like to hear him also, the
Grand Pomp was immediately ordered to proclaim
the entertainment with the sound of trumpets, as
one that would combine valuable instruction with
much amusement.
When the appointed time arrived, the State
Hall of the Air Palace was brilliantly lighted up,
and in a few minutes after the doors were opened,
it was crowded in every part, except on the Dais
which was reserved for the Queen and the Court,
and a select number of little Fairies, especially
pointed out by Professor Prize as worthy of that
honourable distinction. A small elevated pulpit
was reserved for Tuflongbo, and a little gallery in
the roof was appropriated to the Royal Society of
Wiseacres of Sheneland, most of whom had com-
bined, through envy and jealousy of the honours
paid him, not to believe a word Tuflongbo might
say, even before he opened his mouth. Tippet
and Wink had made interest to be received
amongst this choice knot of bright and amiable
spirits, and as soon as Tuflongbo appeared on the

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