Front Cover
 Front Matter
 Title Page
 The best wish of all
 There is no place like home
 The mermaid and the crocodile
 The remarkable adventures...
 Mr. John Frog and Mr. Sam Toad
 The two clams
 The echo
 Three little maids
 The old musician
 Neverdo and Valians
 The four seasons
 The two friends
 Prince Charmant and the 3 golden...
 The seven sons Saladin
 The selfish chick
 Youssouf the peddler
 The king of Lond Island
 All's well that end wells
 Back Cover

Group Title: Dream land : a book of modern fairy tales
Title: Dream land
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Title: Dream land a book of modern fairy tales
Physical Description: 1 v. (unpaged) : ill. (some col.) ; 23 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Byrne, Charles Alfred, 1848-1909
Thompson, Alfred ( Illustrator )
Thompson, Alfred Wordsworth, 1840-1896 ( Illustrator )
Mook Brothers & Co ( Publisher )
Publisher: Mook Brothers & Co.
Place of Publication: New York
Publication Date: 1887
Subject: Children -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Children's stories   ( lcsh )
Children's stories -- 1887   ( lcsh )
Fairy tales -- 1887   ( rbgenr )
Bldn -- 1887
Genre: Children's stories   ( lcsh )
Fairy tales   ( rbgenr )
novel   ( marcgt )
Spatial Coverage: United States -- New York -- New York
Statement of Responsibility: by Charles Alfred Byrne ; illustrated by Alfred Thompson.
General Note: Title page printed in red.
General Note: Preface signed Charles Alfred Byrne, Flushing, L.I., November, 1887.
Funding: Preservation and Access for American and British Children's Literature, 1870-1889 (NEH PA-50860-00).
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Source Institution: University of Florida
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Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Cover 1
        Cover 2
    Front Matter
        Front Matter
    Title Page
        Title 1
        Title 2
        Unnumbered ( 6 )
    The best wish of all
        Page 1
        Page 2
        Page 3
    There is no place like home
        Page 4
        Page 5
        Page 6
        Page 7
        Page 8
    The mermaid and the crocodile
        Page 9
        Page 10
        Page 11
        Page 12
        Page 13
    The remarkable adventures or Tin-Tin-Rog
        Page 14
        Page 15
        Page 16
        Page 17
        Page 18
        Page 19
        Page 20
    Mr. John Frog and Mr. Sam Toad
        Page 21
        Page 22
        Page 23
        Page 24
    The two clams
        Page 25
        Page 26
    The echo
        Page 27
        Page 28
        Page 29
        Page 30
        Page 31
    Three little maids
        Page 32
        Page 33
        Page 34
        Page 35
        Page 36
        Page 37
        Page 38
        Page 39
    The old musician
        Page 40
        Page 41
    Neverdo and Valians
        Page 42
        Page 43
        Page 44
        Page 45
        Page 46
        Page 47
        Page 48
    The four seasons
        Page 49
        Page 50
    The two friends
        Page 51
        Page 52
        Page 53
    Prince Charmant and the 3 golden serpents
        Page 54
        Page 55
        Page 56
        Page 57
        Page 58
        Page 59
        Page 60
        Page 61
        Page 62
        Page 63
        Page 64
        Page 65
        Page 66
    The seven sons Saladin
        Page 67
        Page 68
        Page 69
        Story of the general
            Page 70
            Page 71
            Page 72
        Story of the admiral
            Page 73
            Page 74
        Story of the merchant
            Page 75
            Page 76
        Story of the embassador
            Page 77
            Page 78
            Page 79
            Page 80
            Page 81
    The selfish chick
        Page 82
        Page 83
    Youssouf the peddler
        Page 84
        Page 85
        Page 86
        Page 87
        Page 88
        Page 89
        Page 90
    The king of Lond Island
        Page 91
        Page 92
        Page 93
        Page 94
        Page 95
    All's well that end wells
        Page 96
        Page 97
        Page 98
        Page 99
        Page 100
        Page 101
        Page 102
    Back Cover
        Cover 1
        Cover 2
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At Washington, U. C., November, 1887.

To My Darling Little Daughter,


This troti is fmadly d'tlicated by): hev fatltev,

This little book is intended to be nothing more than its name would imply-a series of tales
for children, which may possibly be found more or less interesting by people of maturer age. It
is a collection of stories at any rate original, told to my little girl shortly after a grievous accident
which occurred to her last winter. It happened in this wise: One morning in March last, as we
were about to drive to the station so as to catch the New York train, our child sprang forward to
give a good-bye kiss to her mother. She ran across the wooden cover of an old disused well. It
was only the agonized exclamation of the mother that told me something awful had happened.
Sure enough, the cover of the well had given way under the weight of the child, and I realized in a
moment she had fallen a clear depth of forty feet. From the brink of the well I spoke to the child
at the bottom for well nigh twenty minutes, fearing every instant that I should not hear that
precious voice in return. At last a rope was procured and she was rescued without a bone broken,
or even as much as a scratch about her. She had fallen that forty feet in so straight a line that
no other harm was done her than the shock and chill, which were soon overcome. Subsequently I
found that there were only two feet and a half of water at the bottom of the deep shaft, but it
had been sufficient, apparently, to break the fall.
Our thankfulness to God for this miraculous escape from death of our only child I need not
describe. For a long time after I endeavoredto gratify her every whim, for think what a blessing
it was to possess her even to have whims. Her principal fancy seemed to be some book of fairy
stories. I searched through New York without being able to find any she did not know by heart
The idea then struck me of telling her some stories of my own.
My dearest hope is that other people's children may find in these short tales the same gratifica-
tion and amusement that my little Olga did, even though she was not, in the hearing of them,
able to enjoy the charming and characteristic pictures with which Alfred Thompson has adorned
Flushing, L. I., November, 1887.



A ich man lived in a splendid mansion
fronting on the sea. He had horses and
cows and his spacious fields brought him
Fine crops every year. All the world could
give to make a man happyhe had, excepting
only one thing. Though he had a wife he
dearly loved, there was no child in the house
to make it glad, and so they both prayed
every day for a child. The rich man's
horses and his cows and all the wealth he
Shad about him he would have given up for
'this child.
At length it came. There was no prouder
woman in the land than the wife of the rich
fman when she presented her husband with a
baby boy. One of the fairies of those parts
assisted at the birth (it was still in the times
when fairies lived), and she asked the father
Al what future he would wish for his boy.
a -l "Make three wishes," said the fairy, "and
they shall all be carried out."
"Well, then," said the father, "I wish that
Smy son may have health, strength and money."
"He shall have them," said the fairy; looking rather disappointed,
and, leaving the house of the rich man, she went to the little cottage
where a poor fisherman and wife lived, who also had a son on the same
day, born while the husband was out at sea.
"You are only poor people,' said the fairy, "and you cannot have as
many wishes as the rich, but I. will grant you one-wish -for the little-boy
who has just been born."

The poor mother raised her head for a few moments
from the pillow and looked tenderly at the rosy little child
in her arms.
"Well, good fairy," she said, "if I have only one wish,
let it be happiness." .
So the fairy promised her and went away.
The two boys, one the son of the rich man and the othei
the son of the fisherman, grew up together, and they played 1, v
on the seashore and joined in all their sports. The rich /
man soon died so that his son had all his wealth. He -
grew up to be strong as a pine knot and healthy as the
breezes that blew in from the sea. And not long after, his
mother died too, so that he was left all alone to the care of i
strangers. Then he would go over to the hut of the fish- I
erman and wish that he was as happy as the playmate he -
found there.
One day they went out boating together and the boat
was pitched over by the strong waves. The son of the
rich man did not know how to swim, but the fisherman's
boy knew all about the water and rescued his playmate from death. There was great
rejoicing in the fisherman's hut that night, and everybody came to praise the fisher-
man's son, who took it all very modestly, though he was glad to have saved the life
of his playmate, yet being not nearly as strong as his comrade.
The rich man's son was not so well pleased at all this praise of the other. "If I
had been left alone I could have saved myself," he said to those who spoke of what
his young friend had done.
But he did not mean that really, only that he was a little jealous of the praise that
was given to the other boy.
One day, not long after, the fisherman's son let himself fall out of a boat in deep
water, while the other was on the shore. The rich boy ran hither and thither making
a great outcry, but not knowing how to swim, despite his health and strength, all he
could do was to offer a big reward in money for the rescue. The fisherman's soh,
pretending to be washed ashore, swam there, and though he was not rescued, feli
very grateful for the interest taken in him by the other boy.
Not very long after, there was a war in the country, and the two boys now become

men, joined the same regiment. The rich man's son was
Made a captain, but the fisherman's son was perfectly satisfied
S to be a private soldier under his'orders. They went through
several battles together, until one day the regiment got sorely
pressed, and the men were mowed down like sheaves of wheat
by the cruel cannon. In the midst of the fight the fisherman's
S Ison saw the captain fall, and at,the same time the colors of
the regiment fell out of the hands of the man who bore them.
The fisherman's son, who was not wounded, rushed forward,
and, in an instant, gathered up the flag, then running over to
Shis old friend, the captain, who was seriously wounded, took
him on his shoulders and ran back to the lines. Just as he
', ^ reached his comrades a dozen shots pierced him through and
Through. He fell, but not before he had placed his two
burdens in friendly hands
S "I have rescued the flag from capture and my friend from
death," he murmured, "I am a happy man indeed."
The fairy's promise was fulfilled. For could any man die
a happier death?"



SEAR Manhasset on Long Island
there is a wild. stream that runs
NP' through beautiful woods and finally
throws itself into a clear little lake called
S .7 *Hewlett's pond which in time has a
communication with the Sound. In this
stream are hundreds of wild speckled trout
which are only fished for now and then as very few
people think to look for them in such a purling,
out of the way, little brook as this is.
But there was one little trout in this stream that was
not content to lay basking in the dark pools jumping at
flies as they passed by, or every now and then making a rush
up the shallow stream with his young companions- This
little trout had early absolved himself from the care of his
4 ,parents and had gone to fish for himself. He made up his mind
S that the brook was to small for him and that he wanted to see
She bigger world beyond. So one day he let himself be slowly carried
Idown with the currant to Hewlett's Pond and did so in such a lazy
fashion that he did not remark a big eel that was waiting just on the borders
ofthe pond to make a meal of any thing that came a long. It was only by
good luck that the trout escaped the eel's jaws only to be persued one moment
after by a good sized pickerel which enjoys nothing better for dinner than a good fat
young trout. Our friend would have .been undoubtedly caught and swallowed by
the pickerel if it had not been that at the.very time the chase took place the pickerel
forgot to notice that he was himself persued by a pike which soon after swallowed
him whole.
The trout was now rather sorry that he had made such haste to leave his home
but it was to late to turn back and in fact he was afraid to because of the eel that

was watching at the gateway where the brook joins the pond. So the trout made
his way as fast as he could to the bank and found a little hole where he could rest
quietly with only his nose outside. And yet it added greatly to his terror to see that
there were snapping turtles in the pond that went about biting in two unsuspecting

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little fish that had gone to sleep in expose places. In fact the trout hardly dared
take a wink of sleep the whole night for fear some new emeny should appear. He
was very tired therefore the next morning when he ventured out of his hole near the
bank and went to seek for the outlet of the pond to the Sound. It had been a
prediction in his brook for many generations that there was such an outlet and the
trout looked for it at the opposite side from the one he had come in.

Sure enough it was there but fully three feet high from the surface of the water.
This was nothing for a trout to jump only he could not tell what was beyond.
However he determined to risk it trusting that there was a waterway beyond the gate.
So drawing himself together he made a rush and a jump and in place of landing in
the water,.he fell on a grassy bank two or three feet' from the stream, This would
not have mattered so much had not the trout seen with horror a fish-hawk observing

his movements and coming down with terrific speed out of the air to seize him in his
claws. It was a matter of instant thought for the trout to give a great flop and fall
into the waterway that led to the bay. Indeed a moment later and it would have been
all up with him. But as it turned out the fish-hawk had to retire mad and discomfited,
for the trout got into deep water immediately and laughed a good deal at the hawk's
disappointment. But his troubles were not ended for no sooner had he got into a
deep pool than half a dozen sun-fish came along and claimed it as their nest. "Go
where you belong," they said to the trout, "we do not wish to have any trouble but
this is our home and you must go away." And sure enough the trout saw for the
first time that at the bottom of the pool there was a sun-fish nest and that he had no
business there.
So off he started once more for the bay though he began to feel a little tired with
his day's adventures. But he swam along with firm strokes of his fins in spite of
feeling very hungry. All at once he saw in front of him a beautiful-red worm dangling
half dead in the middle of the water. But he saw several other fish in the
neighborhood who went to smell the worm and left it alone. This struck the trout
as very strange but being hungry he did not pause and made a grab at the worm.
Immediately he felt himself being lifted in the air on the end of a long string he had
not seen before. He made two or three frantic wriggles during which he felt something
very sharp in his mouth. He had hardly time to think what it meant when, just as
he felt himself lifted out of the water and gasped for air, he made a tremendous jump
and fell back in the stream. As he made a dart down to where he had been before
all the fish were laughing and asked him if he did not kiow better than to bite at a

worm with a hook on it, Then the trout knew what had happened and why the
other fish did not attempt to eat the worm. While they were talking the matter over
another worm came down right in front of his nose and then he saw that a long line
hung to it. Before he had time to say anything a flounder got hold of the worm in
a lazy sort of way and was yanked up. The flounder did not return and then the trout
fully realized the great danger he had escaped. By this time the trout began to
realize that this is a wicked world and that he did not know'as much as he thought
he did. But still he wanted to know the things that went on in the salt water beyond.
As it was, the water was not much to his taste, and he wondered how fish could live
in such a bad flavored locality. But he swam quickly down to the bay where under
a piece of old wreck in the company of lazy blackfish he passed the night. Just as
soon as it was light the next morning he started off for a trip through the broad
waters of Manhasset Bay and the Sound but soon found himself impeded by a lot of
string the purpose of which he could not understand. It was all formed into little
square holes and he could not get through it so he went swimming merrily along
until he found himself in company with a great lot of other fish which made him feel
quite comfortable. But he had not been this way long when he felt himself being
drawn in by the string and an old fish swam up to him and said "we are in a net
and are all going to be caught. I do not care, for I am old and my days have been long
enough. But you are young and ought to be able to escape through one of the holes
in the net that is around us. Hurry up or it will be to late.

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The trout felt the truth of this, for every moment the net vas getting closer and
closer and the fish were getting more numerous. There were tom-cods and striped
bass and flounders, sea bass and blackfish, dogfish and skatefish all mixed up together.
But they were most of them bigger than the trout and he flopped round utterly
regardless of the rest until he found an opening in the net and in an instant he had
darted out of it and then remained long enough to see. his recent companions pulled
up out of the water. Only two or three fell back. One of these was a flounder
which came up to the trout and said, "what a foolish little fish you are to remain
among all these perils where you leave a nice cool quiet brook of your own with few
of these dangers that we undergo every day. If I could live in fresh water you
would never see me for a moment staying in the bay."
The young trout did not hesitate 'any more but thanking the flounder for his
advice started right back for his brook which he found before night-fall. It was easy
enough for him to jump over the dam, swim swiftly across Hewlett's Pond again and
get back in the stream where he was born and where he still lives to tell the little
trout of all the perils he had to undergo in his search for the unknown. The. end of
all this is he says that there is no place like home.

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UNDER the deepest waters of the Sound, near
--l the end of Great Neck on the North shore of Long
| -j_ Island, there lived a mermaid, who, being all alone,
-did not feel comfortable or happy. She was very
beautiful, though the mere fact that she had the
tail of a fish made her fearful that if she showed
herself, everybody would try to capture her, so as to
get a great price to exhibit her in the dime museums
of the Bowery in New York. She was very anxious,
being half woman, to be admired, and if she could
/- have been sure of being shown only on Broadway
at one dollar and a half, she would have easily con-
sented to be captured by some handsome young
city fisherman, for she had the greatest contempt for
the personal appearance and habits of those who
QI fished at the Execution Light and other favorite
spots in the vicinity of her home.
This home had become almost unbearable. Not
alone were the fish upon which she fed becoming scarcer every
day, but the noise of the steamboats going up and down the
Sound, at all hours of the night, had made anything like con-
tinuous sleep almost impossible. And whereas the bright blue waters
used to make a mirror in which she could reflect herself every day and
make her toilet each morning, they were becoming muddier with in-
creased traffic so that she could hardly see six feet before her,'at times.

One day she was repining and wondering whether she had better not remove her
home to some other place, when a crocodile
floated along within a few feet of her. At first
the mermaid thought the crocodile was dead, as
he showed no sign of life, and she in her
curiosity, went up tolook at sostrange a sight
When she came near him the crocodile flapped his
tail and made a grab at the mermaid with his huge
jaws. So she made a flop too and got out of his-
way. Then the crocodile realized his mistake.

Excuse me," he said, "I took you for a succulent human being, you looked so
beautiful and appetizing."
"You are excused," answered the mermaid, "but what can you do up here so
far from home ?"
"Well, I hardly know myself," said the crocodile. "I was basking in my own
Florida bayou when I was caught by some traveler, who brought me to these
parts. He paid a good deal of money to get me to New York, but since I was
brought North I have undergone untold misery. He saw that I was getting thinner
every day, and so finally this morning he released me. But the water here is cold and
I don't dare to land so as to bask in the sun for fear of being captured or killed, and
life is not so pleasant now as it was down South."
Then the crocodile gave a great shiver to
show how cold and miserable he was. The \ --
Mermaid felt so much pity for him that she '
invited him into her own grotto, where the heat-
from the interior of the earth made the water-'
almost warm. It took the crocodile some time
to get comfortable, but when the warmth be-
gan to tell through his thick hide, he expressed
himself as being very grateful and said he really
believed he would have died without this help.
Then the pretty mermaid gave him several
wild duck which she had pulled down when
they were bathing, and some fish which were
cooked in a hole in the rocks where there was a boiling spring, so that after a

i while the crocodile felt that his life had been
"Fair creature," he said, "though your own
Some is a pleasant one, let me advise you to
return with me to Florida. All you have got to
f.'^ do is to sit on my back when you are tired, and
SI will take you to a country that is always beau-
~ tiful, and where the waters are always warm."
The mermaid was no way loath. She was not fond of her Long Island home
any more, because there was constant danger, when she was bathing or sleeping, of
being struck by the wheel of some steam boat. So she accepted the offer of the
crocodile and advised him to set off that very night. She did not have much to take
with her. Beyond a beautiful green veil that she had woven out of sea grasses, and
a necklace of shells and coral, all tied together with -_-
sea weed, there was nothing she wanted to carry
away. So after weaving .these about her body
she got on the back of the crocodile, side-saddle .
fashion, and they started off up the Sound. Early --
next morning they arrived at the ocean, and then
the crocodile swam down the coast at a very rapid c,
rate. Now and then they rested on the sand that -
skirts the South Bay, and when they had caught a
few fish and oysters they went on. .
From the Bay of New York down to the Keys '
of Florida, they only met with one adventure. When
getting into the southern waters off Savannah, an ,
enormous shark came up to them and demanded
that the crocodile deliver up the mermaid. She was -
very much frightened, for she thought that the shark would eat her up immediately.
But the crocodile laughed and said to the mermaid, "You slip into the water on the
opposite side to the shark," which was as big a fellow as ever had been seen, "and
you need not fear."

You've got a great many teeth, Mr. Shark," said the crocodile, himself show-
ing two long
rows of yellow-
brown molars
while grin-
S' bning, "but you
hadbetter pass
\ on." "With
very much
the shark, "if
you will let
Sme take my
breakfast from your fair and tender-looking
S No sooner had he said this than the shark
tried to make a dart at the crocodile's tail,
o ,without which he knew that the latter could
not swim. But the crocodile sank down, and
as the shark came toward him, turned half
over, he got a good hold on the dorsal fin, which is the black part of the shark
that shows above the water and betrays his presence. The crocodile bit a piece
off, which so enraged the shark that he swam away to a distance and then made
a great charge upon the crocodile. Unfortunately for himself the shark had to turn
clumsily on his back to make a good bite, for, as is well known, the mouths of
these big fishes are underneath, and this gave the crocodile the chance he wanted
for as the shark came toward him, he opened his huge jaws and bit into the biggest
part of the shark's nose. In a moment the sea around was tinged with blood, and
the shark sank to rise no more.
The mermaid had watched the fight from a distance, very much afraid for her
own safety. She greatly regretted having left the waters of Long Island Sound

where there was
never any thing of
this kind to fear. h-h
But she was soon on
the crocodile's back
again and in the bal-
my southern waters,
while going swiftly
along they both soon
forgot the adventure.
That night they en-
tered the Indian
River which skirts
the coast of Florida, .
and the mermaid
was delighted at the
warmth of the water
all around. But the
crocodile swam on swiftly, without even stopping for sleep, and the next morning
arrived at a beautiful grotto underneath the water, which he told the mermaid should
in future, be her winter home. HIere the water .was warm, blue and transparent.
Millions of fish swam all around and the crocodile, who was a ruler in his own coun-
try, brought about him the next day a thousand other .alligators who swore to pro-
tect the pretty mermaid, so that she always had a guard at the entrance of her grotto
ready to escort and look after her wherever she went.
Every summer now she comes back to the cooler waters of Long Island Sound,
and ten crocodiles accompany her as far as there is any danger, and in the fall conime
again to fetch her, so that she passes the whole winter in her warm, snug grotto
near the Florida Keys, where the alligators' do the best they can to make her life
comfortable and happy, and furnish her with nourishing and succulent food.



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T IN-Tin-Rog's mamma had been
kidnapped by gypsies when she
was a child, and it took three
months to find her so that there was a
S S doubt existing whether she was really Tin-
(ll -- Tin-Rog's mamma at all though doctors
I had affirmed it and the Board of Health
J/ Certificate was there to prove it.
SBut at any rate this was the reason
why she was awfully nervous about Tin-
Tin-Rog going outside the front garden
Into the street. If the nurse girl found him playing in
the gutter in front of the house she went into hysterics
and to hear that he was on the other side of the street
with other boys was enough to send her into a fit.
Thus was Tin-Tin-Rog brought up so that when
he reached the age of eighteen he had never gone a
mile beyond the place where he was born except in
Leading strings. On the occasion of his eighteenth birthday he was given a
pony by his father, and was told never to ride it beyond the grounds sur-
rounding the place, and his mamma gave him a bright ten dollar gold piece.
Tin-Tin-Rog had never been taught to ride but he mastered the pony that same
day. Nor had he ever possessed so much money as ten dollars in. his life before.
He thought himself a rich man and secretly resolved to take his pony and his ten
dollars and go out and see the world.


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So the next morning he got up very early slipped down to the stable and put the
saddle on the pony. Then feeling in his pocket to see that he had the ten dollar
gold piece safe, he set out. For the first hour or two he rode as fast as the pony
could carry him so as to get away as far as he could from home before they
discovered his absence. Going on'this way and feeling very hungry Tin-Tin-Rog
came up with some travelers and asked them if they knew of any place where he
could eat. They answered him that they were going to breakfast themselves at a
famous hotel not much further on, and that if he chose to accompany them he could
join their mess. He joyfully agreed and soon after they were all sitting down to a bountiful

The people Tin-Tin-Rog met were all foreigners and they drank Rhine
wine at their breakfast instead of coffee or tea so that by and by the wine began to
take effect, and two of the merchants grew to quarreling over the price of some
merchandise. They became very abusive to one another and wanted to fight. All
the others divided themselves upon one side or the other, then everybody went out,
Tin-Tin-Rog also, to a small wood near by, where the two merchants who had
quarreled drew their swords. Tin-Tin-Rog was very much frightened and begged
them not to fight, but he was told to hold his peace. Very soon one of the men
pierced .the other through the body and he-fell dead. Then all the others got scared
and ran away excepting Tin-Tin-Rog who went back to the hotel to tell what had
happened. After this he said he-would stay no further and asked what he had to pay
when the landlord presented him a bill for all the breakfasts eaten and the wine
drunk. Tin-Tin-Rog told him, of course, that he. had nothing to do with their
breakfasts, only his own, but the landlord answered that as he was the one left of
the company he had come with, naturally everything must be charged to him.
"If you don't pay, your pony will do me well enough," added the landlord,
At this Tin-Tin-Rog grew very angry and called the landlord a rogue.

he landlord said nothing more, but went out and came back half an hour
afterwards with a policeman who arrested Tin-Tin-Rog for the killing of the German
merchant. Poor- Tin-Tin-Rog was so frightened
that he offered to let the landlord take his pony
and his money too, but he was carried away and
thrown into prison, where he remained two days.
Then he was brought before a Judge who heard
the landlord's story.
S'Tin-Tin-Rog then told him how he had just
left home for the first time, how he being hungry
S he had asked the German merchants where he
could get breakfast, their invitation to him to join
them, how they drank wine for breakfast and then
quarrelled and went out to fight, and when
a man was killed how they. ran away, and
that when he went back the landlord wanted
to charge him for everybody, and when he
refused to pay had him arrested for the
murder of the German merchant whQm he "
did not know and had never spoken to,
"Why," asked the Judge of the landlord,
"did you want this boy to pay for all the A
breakfasts, knowing that he could only have
eaten one breakfast?"
"Because," said the landlord, "he came with the rest and was the only one of
the lot I could get hold of who had anything."
"An excellent principle," said the Judge, "which can be extended. You, Mr.
Landlord, came into court with twenty other suitors this morning. Eighteen of them
could not pay me for they were very poor. Now as I have got you and you are rich,
I shall charge you for the eighteen others."
So the landlord had to pay the Judge one hundred dollars, half of which the
Judge gave to Tin-Tin-Rog who then paid the landlord's bill of fifteen dollaas and
rode away on his pony, much richer than he had come.
The landlord was so enraged that shortly after Tin-Tin-Rog had left, he sent a
desperate fellow after him to kill him if necessary, but at any rate to take from him
what money he had-

After riding for an hour quite fast, Tin-Tin-Rog, it being now the heat of the
day, had branched from the road and gave some drink to his pony in a brook that
was running through a wood. He heard the sound of a horse galloping, and guessed
right away that it was somebody sent to pursue him" So he peered out of the wood
and saw the villainous face of a man he had seen drinking with the landlord when
he paid his bill.
"Ho, ho," said he, "this means mischief," and he rode out of the wood and
cautiously followed the man who gradually slackened his pace, and after a while
believing he had gone far enough and was ahead of Tin-Tin-Rog, stopped his horse,
tied it to a tree and lay down on the grass at the roadside, where being full of strong
liquor he soon fell fast asleep.
Then Tin-Tin-Rog tied his pony up, crept softly to the man, first secured his
knife and revolver, and pointing the weapon at the man's head, woke him.
The surprise of the fellow '
caught in his own trap, was
extreme, and he begged for
mercy. Tin-Tin-Rog asked him
what his intention was in
following him in this manner, and
the robber told him the whole
truth. So then Tin-Tin-Rog
made him detach his beft and -
scarf and tied him to a tree.
Then he wrote a note in pencil A
and placed it on the horse's
saddle. It read: "The biter bit.
Your messenger is at the mercy "
of wild beasts. Unless you send
to his assistance he will starve or furnish a meal for some animal better than himself .
Then he gave the robber's horse a cut of the whip and it immediately gallopped
off in the direction of home. Leaving the robber tied firmly to the tree, Tin-Tin-Rog,
taking his knife and revolver for himself, continued on his journey, better off than
Presently he reached the tpp of a very high hill, which commanded a view of the
whole country. From here Tin-Tin..Rog could look over many miles of wild landscape,
and in the far distance he saw a cloud of dust coming along the road that: he had to

take. Then he
espied a man on
horseback leading -.,. -_ .
another horse. -z)
After a while the man
stopped, got off the
horse, disappeared
in the wood a little
while at about the
place where
Tin-Tin-Rog judged -
that he tied the -'A -
robber. He doubted
no longer, when in place of one man he saw two men get on horseback who set off
again at full galop in the direction he himself had taken.
"Ah ha," said Tin-Tin-Rog, "so they are still after me, are they? I must prepare
them a warm reception."
Tin-Tin-Rog had guessed rightly. The horse he had sent home had made all
haste, and the landlord more furious than ever, read the note he fouud in the sadd':.
He hesitated not a minute, but put the harness on his own horse, took another fresh
one from the stable and started off to rescue his friend, vowing vengeance against.
the audacious boy who had given him so much trouble. When he got to the place
where the robber was tied, he unbound him, made him mount the other horse and
both set off in pursuit of Tin-Tin-Rog, whom they knew could not travel very fast on
his pony.
In the meantime Tin-Tin-Rog, aware it was no use to run away, made his.
pony tread up the road a good deal, and then leaving it led him through the
brush some distance. Then tying him to a tree he turned back by another path to
the road where he hid himself in a ditch. He did not wait long for his enemies soon
came up to the place, and seeing the many marks of the pony's feet, found they led
into the wood. So dismounting they again tied up their horses and leaving them,
slowly and with little noise, went into the wood where they supposed Tin-Tin-Rog was.
"We have him now," said the robber.
"Yes, but be careful for he is possessed of your revolver,"answered the landlord.
No sooner had they gone than Tin-Tin-Rog got out of the ditch, untied both
horses, jumped on the back of the best, led the otherby the bridle and galloped away

down the hill in the direction he had come that morning, content to know that the
two scoundrels could not catch up to him with one pony.

Tin-Tin-Rog rode so fast that in four hours he had passed the hotel kept by the
wicked landlord and continued on his way to his own home, which he now was very sorry
he had ever left. There he was received with open arms by his parents who had given
him up for lost. But as he returned with two good horses and more than one hundred
dollars, besides a revolver and a knife, his father was consoled for the loss of the pony.
What was their further surprise two days after to see the pony walk up to the houses
and into the stable. His saddle was covered with blood and on inquiry it turned out that
the landlord when coming home on the pony, had got to quarreling with the robber
who didn't want to walk the whole way. They then fell to fighting and in the end
each killed the other. The pony found his road home alone.
After that Tin-Tin-Rog never wandered very far from home, for he knew the
dangers that attend an innocent boy who wants to see the world by himself. "Such
good luck as I had may not be with me all the time," he often used to say after
repeating his adventures to all who cared to listen to him.


JOHN FROG had grown fat
Sand lazy. All the summer long
he had basked in the sun on the
edge of his pond, and had now so
little energy that he hardly cared
Sto catch a passing fly or to sing
his loud baritone song during the
warm nights. He found life to
be monotonous and wanted a little
SWhile blinking one. morning and
warming his back in the sun, John
Frog suddenly remembered that he had a
standing invitation from Mr. Sam Toad to re-
main a few days with him in his residence at
,- the other end of the garden. He paused for a
long time to consider whether it would be worth
all the trouble to hop away over there, a bigger
i' journey than ever John Frog had gone yet.
"But," said he to himself, "if I remain here I shall die
of inanition, and so here goes," and he gave a fat, wobbly
sort of hop that took him only a couple of feet on his
journey. Then he had to stop and rest. But pretty soon
the exercise warmed him up and he felt better. And then
the new life he saw! Why, here were'ihsects'of a' million curious colors that he had

never observed before. In the flowers buzzed
the bees, and every spear of grass had its
own family of little things. This would
make a great feast, thought John Frog, but
I must not tarry on my way. And you may
be sure he hurried on very quickly when he
saw a garden adder sleeping on a warm little
cucumber hill. John Frog knew that if the .
adder woke up, there would not be much
chance for his life, because adders are very .i
fond of fat little frogs and swallow them a
So he went on, more and more pleased with what he saw, until he came to the
fence, and made up his mind that he must be somewhere near to the house of Mr.
Sam Toad, on whom he was about to call. Presently he came to a hole in the ground
and said to himself that this must be the place he was looking for. So he hopped
down a couple of flights of stairs made in the earth and suddenly found himself in a
large room, but so littered with rubbish that he could hardly believe that any well-con-
ducted toad would live in such a hole. Presently he espied his friend the toad in one
corner of the palace, holding on with all the strength of his jaws to the tail of some
other animal that was endeavoring to get away. John Frog had courage enough to
go and catch hold of one of the legs of the animal, and tugged away too, so that in a
few moments they had dragged into the room a sleek young mole, which looked
awfully scared at being captured in this humiliating manner.
Then Mr. Sam Toad, stopping only for a moment to greet his friend the frog,
swelled up with anger and hissed and spat for about five minutes on a stretch. He
was quite fearful to behold and almost frightened
the frog, his friend, as much as the mole who was
T evidently his enemy.
C_ ^^ "Will you believe," the toad finally said, when
Shis temper allowed him to be understood, "that
Su hardly a day passes that my home, which I have
built with so much care, and in which I pass the
Swarm hours of the day sleeping off the fatigue of
S' earning a living, is constantly being broken into by
/ these wretched moles. Look at my house now.
There is a whole side of the wall broken down and standing in need of instant repair.

I try to keep a decent room into which to receive my friends, but these wretched
moles set me at defiance. After dinner I shall certainly put this one to death."
So setting a guard over the miserable
mole, the toad and the frog sat down to din-
ner. The toad spoke of nothing but his loss
and seemed to think that the frog had naught
better to do than to tisten to his long
During this time the frog recognized in
the mole an old friend, one who had
saved his life in the early part of that very
summer, by quickly boring a hole for the
frog to conceal himself when the pond was
emptied and nearly all the frogs killed.
Dinner over the toad asked the frog what sort of death would be the best to deal
out to the mole.
"Why, that is simple enough," said the frog. "Come back home with. me and we'll
drown the mole. But perhaps you can't swim?"
"Can't swim!" cried out the toad, puffed up with vanity, "I should like to see a
toad that could swim any better than I can."
Then," said the cunning frog,
"we'll take the mole each by an
ear and jump in the pond with
him, and then hold him under
water until he drowns.
Excellent idea," answered the
toad. "An easy and a speedy
death. Then let's start at once."
So off they went to the pond,
the frog and the toad leading the
mole between them. When at
last they reached the pond, the
toad was appealed to by the
mole to spare his life, but he
would listen to nothing, and per-
sisted in demanding the penalty
of death. So the frog took hold
of one of the mole's ears, and-the
"- foolish toad took the other. Then

they jumped into the deepest part of the pond. The water rushed into the toad's
mouth at once. He let go the mole's ear and sank to the bottom of the pond, of
course unable to swim, where he drowned right away. The mole swam merrily across
the pond and scampered off, and the frog went to bed, saying to himself that those
who give no mercy to others must expect none themselves.
The next day he swam to where the dead toad lay and took the jewel out of his
head, which went to decorate a bangle of serpent scales he had long meant to give
Shis lady-love.
From that time forth, however, the little mole never forgot the adage that one good
turn deserves another, and usually gets it.

Two clams had been living under the
waters of Little Neck Bay close to Bay-
Sside, and had formed a great friendship
for each other from being so very near.
In the spring time the flounders and the
black fish came out of the mud and began
swimming about, happy that the long
winter was over and that they could enjoy
.life again.
"I say, brother," remarked one of the
-- clams to the other, has it not struck you
that we have every reason to be happy at
our lot? Here we lie basking at the bottom of the Bay; taking what comes to
us and growing fat. We need not move around like these foolish fish, running their
heads into nets or biting at the bait of the angler. How much more sensible a calm,
contemplative life like ours, without excitement, but also without alarms and sudden
"Come now," answered, the second clam, "those fish can"-Just then a shadow was
cast over the spot where the two clams were conversing, and a huge thing with big
teeth came down and yanked them out of their soft, cozy bed. It was the rake of the
clammed. Both the clams suddenly shut up and knew no more until toward evening
they ventured to open their shells and found themselves side by side in the tray
where the clammer places his catch so as to rid them of the black look they have
when found and make them sweet and white for market.
I can't imagine brother," said the clam which had spoken first at noon-day,
"what it was that suddenly happened to us some hours since. But it is very com-
fortable and in this fresh, clean, water we have no reason to complain."
I don't know about that," said the other clam who was a born pessimist, that is
to say one who saw everything in black. I should like to think as you do, that
'nothing serious had happened, but as a matter of fact we have been taken uncere-
moniously from our homes for a motive. Whoever did it meant no good to us. I
wish now I were one of those flounders or black fish you were talking about so as to
be able to swim away. But this wretched shell prevents me from' even turning over."
ConsOle yourself brother, all will be right," said the first clam.
I wish I could believe so," slid the second, "for I can't help thinking all will be
A few days after a man came to the float and threw all the clams into baskets,
put them on a cart and drove off to market.

This is confined," said the first clam, but the movement is not unpleasant."
I am simply suffocating," said the second, "and the movement is wedging me
down tighter and tighter."
By and by they were dumped on the floor of a dark cellar and water was poured
over them.
"That is indeed delicious," said the first clam, "and I can almost fancy myself
at the bottom of the Bay again, it is so dark."
It is fresh water they have given us," said the second clam, and it makes me
as thirsty as a fish. This darkness and uncertainty are terrible."
In good time they were taken out of the cellar and arranged artistically on the
counter of a fashionable oyster saloon.
This is magnificent," said the first clam to the second.
" It is like continuous sunshine here and the gentle warmth
diffused is really comforting. It is like July at Bayside."
I am quite roasting," said the second. I am sure I
shan't be able to last another day, indeed I have lost half
my flesh already and-
Their conversation was interrupted by an order for a
dozen raw on the shell, and the two clams with many others
were ruthlessly seized and opened and hurried to the table
of a fat banker. They still quivered on the plate and the first clam had life enough
to say:
"A brutal act but dexterously done,
while the other replied, "I am suffering
Within a moment after both the clam
which saw the rosy side of everything and
the clam which took only a dark view of
life, had met the same fate. Soused in
vinegar, pepper and catsup they were
turned, torn and tumbled about by the
L .teeth of the fat banker so that even in
Death the two friends met in a common


While the Tollgate Hill at Man-
hasset is renowned all over Long
S- Island for the badness of its road, it

in this entrancing spot.
The road itself winds to the bot-
tom of the hill in a long half-circle,
then crosses a small lake by means
of a bridge which forms the dam, the race
of which moves a mill as old as our Indepen-
dence. On the left is lovely Manhasset Bay,
and on the three other sides rise lofty hills
BI. covered with woods and well-kept, farms.
From the top of any of these hills a long
view as far as Glen Island or Fort Schuyler
on one side and the ocean on the other, may
be enjoyed, and there is indeed no aspect of
the picture that is not enchanting.
On the brow of Manhasset Hill there lived
a little girl, whose home was the same from
which her great grand-father drove the stage
coach to York in the olden days. And under
an old shed these stage coaches of almost a
Hundred years ago, may still be seen rotting their ancient
glory away. In all that this little girl saw and heard, there
were voices of the past whispering in her ear. She had been
told that many famous men had ridden in these old coaches
that stood under the shed. So s'.: used to sit in them herself

and fancy that she was a great lady
of the time of General Washington,
and her thoughts pictured stirring
scenes in these days so long ago.
What wonder then, that when fij fI
the farmer, her father, used to come
in and order his supper in a big, gruff
voice (perhaps because tired out with
his day's awful toil), and her mother
placed on the scanty board what tl
there was to repay him for the un-
ending work, she would creep out
unheeded by any one and hold long
conversations with the Echo on the If
hill. I
It was her only pleasure. She
had no little girls to play with her.
She was poorly clothed and poorly fed out of the wretched earnings of a Long Island
farm, and it was a wonderful Echo that answered her from afar. It seemed to her
like a voice from another world, perhaps from some old Nabob who used to ride to
town in the rotting stage coaches under the shed, which her great grand-father
Somebody had cut a broad swath out of the forest straight from Manhasset Hill
across the valley where the pond lay, right clean up to the churches on the hill beyond.
From the head of this clearing anything above a whisper would be thrown back with
almost alarming distinctness. To the little girl all alone, wondering why she had
been born at all, this echo was the great Thing of her existence. Whenever she could
get away from the drudgery of the house and throw her little voice across to the
churches and hear words return, she thought that people were speaking to her, and
liked to feel that she was there to answer back.

Once she was so curious to know whc the people were around these churches
who always answered when she spoke, that one afternoon, when her father was in the
fields and her mother had gone to town, she ventured down the hill, hurried across
the road that led by the old mill and the pond.
It was still a long walk to the churches on the.
Shill opposite, so that she was very tired when she
S got to the place she had started, for. She found
that right next to the churches there were very
old but small grave yards. Then she read from
the crumbling tomb-stones of people long since
dead, and stopped to think that, of course, there
were the people who spoke to her, because they
were the same ones who, once upon a time had
SIridden in her great-grand-father's stages.
Great grand-father was rich whereas papa was
poor, and these long-forgotten beings perhaps
wanted to console her for being such a lonely
little girl. Buti she was happy for all that, and
so must these people under the tomb-stones be,
for they always answered her in accents just as
cheerful as her own. At last she came across
an old, old slab, which she could hardly read,
and knelt down to see. But there was still
enough left of it to show that here in this
ground was the great grand-father, who drove
Small the famous people to York. And looking
at it still, her little'tired eyes closed and she sank down on the fresh turf, fast asleep,
clasping the tomb-stone for a pillow.

Here they found her the next morning, the father and mother having had a
frantic chase all over the
country with the oldplough-
horse that already had done
a double day's work.
The child was wan and
pale and shivered with cold.
"Why no, mamma, I
am not sick," she said, I
have heard the voices during
the whole night and they
have told me to come to
them. Why, mamma, they
have been calling me ever so
"What voices my dar-
ling ?" asked the mother, _--
wrapping the child up warm- ON
ly and folding her to her .
"Why, the voices from the church-yard, mamma. Don't you know I have been
speaking to them every day. You can't think how sweet they are. Oh, mamma,
when I get home do take me to the Echo. I want to hear it once again.?"
So to please the child the mother took her to the clearing in the woods and
they sat there in the noonday sun, but never speaking till the child said:
"You are a naughty mamma, you do not speak to the Echo."
And the mother seeing the pallor and convulsive tremor of the child,, answered
with weeping voice, I cannot."
So the little girl in her pretty treble called out to the Echo, "I am coming."

Then borne on a cold blast of wind that rushed over the hills there came the
.aint answer, Coming."
Sure enough, on that
wind flew the Angel of
Death, come to takethe
little girl away from the
world she liked so little
to the voices she loved
so much.
The mother wept
j long for her poor little
girl, and, had her grave
made close beside that
of the great grand-
father who had driven
the old stages to York,
and in the church-yard where the voices came from, voices surpassingly sweet, borne
faintly over the valley of beautiful Manhasset.

O NCE upon a time there were three little maids who had known no sorrow
until in one day their father and their mother fell ill with a malignant
fever and the skill of the doctors could not save them. They died and so
the three little maids were left all alone in the world to provide for themselves.
When they had paid all the debts of their parents and the expenses of the funeral
there was nothing left in the house but a silken neckerchief for the eldest-Mabel, a
spinning wheel for the second-Winifred, and a frying pan for the youngest-
Margaret. But the neckerchief had the power of making it's possessor very
beautiful, the spinning wheel could spin all the day the most wonderful thread without
stopping, and the frying pan could fry any dish it's owner desired by just wishing ic,
There being nothing for the three little maids to do in the place where they had
lived they determined to go and seek their fortunes in the wide world, of which they
were entirely ignorant. They set out early one morning in company and walked
together to a place where there were three roads going in three different directions.
Here they kissed each other good-by each one of the little maids going her own and a
different way. We shall follow Mabel first.
In place of putting on her neckerchief which would make her look very beautiful
she placed it in her pocket and then went merrily on. But the road was long and
she walked and walked without meeting anybody or anything until toward nightfall
she came to a large palace, and being very weary she knocked at the great door
determined on asking for shelter. It was the palace of the King of that country but
the prince his son was all alone in the great building with a few servants. When the
prince heard the knock at the gate he though it was his father and went to open. it
himself. Then he saw it was only a little maid and he asked her what she wanted.

She said she was very footsore and weary and had nowhere to go that night. The
Prince who was very kind hearted showed her into the palace and took her to the
banqueting hall. While proceeding there Mabel drew out her neckerchief and put it
on so that when the prince turned around to ask her to sit down to supper he thought
he looked upon the most beautiful young girl he had ever seen. She told him who
she was and how she came to be wandering at such an hour on the high road, so
that the Prince felt very sorry at her misfortunes and immediately took the greatest
interest in her. He called some of his mother's women and told them to see that the
little maid was well looked after; and had one of the best rooms in the Palace
devoted to her.

Winifred, the second little maid who had walked in the other direction had not gone
far when she met a rich dressed but ugly horseman who asked her to get up behind
him and ride. But Winifred said she did not want to ride and that she preferred to
wend her way alone. At this the ugly man got off his horse caught hold of her roughly
and forced her to get in the saddle. In spite of this she had sufficient presence of mind
to save her little spinning wheel. The ugly man then got on the horse himself and
set off at a gallop which brought him before long to a gloomy looking fortress of
which he was the master.
Widifred saw a number of armed men in the Court-yard but they paid little
attention to her.

The ugly man then said that he wanted to make her his wife. If she consented
she should have everything she wanted and if she refused she should be shut up in
the highest one of the towers of the fortress. Winifred answered firmly that she
should never marry any other than the man she loved and that, as she did not love
him, she did not care how soon she was placed in the tower. The ugly man whose
name was Diavolo then ordered the little maid taken up ever so many stairs and
placed in a small cell with only one window almost covered with bars. But she was
allowed to have her spinning wheel and with this she spun hour after hour the most
beautiful gold thread imaginable and then wove it into a splendid dress. But of
course this took her many days. When she had finished the dress, or very nearly,
she began to spin the thread with which to make a long rope. And this kept her
busy a long time too.
When Margaret left her sisters she wandered along the road-side picking flowers
as she went and very little worried what would become of her for had she not the
frying pan that would cook any thing she wanted. When' evening was coming on
she sat down near a stream and ordered her frying pan to cook her a nice tender

steak and potatoes. The pan was sizzling along merrily when she was interrupted by
an old man who told her that he was attracted by the smell of the cooking. It was so
long since he had eaten meat and as he was hungry, he would like a little of what
she had if there was any to spare. Margaret told him to sit down and eat as much
as he pleased. They both enjoyed the meal very much. The old man then asked
her where she intended to sleep and when she said she did not know he told her he only
had a poor cabin for himself and his son, and that they were wood choppers, bu
that if she pleased she could go home with him and rest there, Margaret accepted
and found the son to be a fine handsome young fellow. He too was hungry and so
she got her frying pan going again and cooked some nice chops which he said were
the most delicious he had ever eaten, The next morning after breakfast which
consisted of fried hominy and bacon cooked in the famous pan Margaret was about
to bid good-bye to the wood choppers when they both begged her to stay a little
longer. Being good natured she consented and went on staying day after day until
it was very evident that the young wood chopper had fallen in love with her. So
being happy there she promised some day to be his wife and remain forever. It
happened not long after that the insolence of a proud noble named Diavolo was so great
that the King of the country hearing of his many crimes resolved to chastise him. But
it was easier said than done for even the king himself did not have a fortress as strong

as Diavolos. Nevertheless the king resolved to subdue his pride and he brought
together a large army with which he proceeded to lay siege to Diavolos castle.
The summons to surrender having been denied from within.
It was the king and son who commanded the -army and one morning walking
around the castle most closely watching the place so as to try and find some point of
weakness he saw way up in the tallest tower a small hand waving to him, and shortly
after a white object fell at his feet. It was a stone with a paper around it which the
the Prince picking up, contained this message.
"I am kept a prisoner by the bad Diavolo. But I have a rope of silk one hundred
feet long with which a whole army could climb into the place. To night it will be
lowered from the window."
Overjoyed the Prince watched that evening for the rope to descend. Accompanied
by an attendent in a boat, he crossed the moat and waited at the bottom of the wall
until he felt the rope gliding down. He gave it a gentle pull to signify that it was
long enough and then he felt that it was being tied above. Fortunately too Winifred
had had the precaution to tie a good sized knot every few inches so that it was easy
for an agile young fellow like the Prince to pull himself up. This he speedily did; his
attendant holding the rope at the lower end. When at length the Prince reached
the room in which Winifred was confined it was a matter of no difficulty for him to
unfasten two of the iron bars from'their sockets with his poniard or dagger. When
he entered the cell and saw Winifred, who threw herself at his feet, he was much
surprised at her likeness to Mabel who was now a maid of honor to his mother the
Queen, and whom he was to marry as soon as he returned victorious from this war,
an event that seemed a long way off until this sudden help from within. Nor did
it take him long to find out that Winifred was one of the sisters of his beloved Mabel
which gave him greatest joy.
As nothing more could be done that night the Prince descended again to the
mdat promising to bring next night many of his bravest followers. And indeed it
was a matter of no difficulty for Winifred to draw up to her cell several other ropes
,by means of the one she had, all of which she attached firmly to the remaining bars
:-I the wall and upon these climbed up one by one fifty of the most daring men in

the Prince's army. The first of these soon undermined the inner door of the cell
leading to the passages in the fortress. Then they all cautiously crept down stairs
avoiding as much as possible the sleeping men in the court-yards but guided by
Winifred going to the guardians of the gate whom they surprised in their sleep and
overcame. Yet the noise awoke Diavolo who shouting "Treason!" rushed down
sword in hand and beating up his followers. It would have gone badly with the
Prince and his fifty men if he had not been able to open the outer gate and lower the
bridge across the moat so as to admit his army to the castle. Even then he had a
sharp encounter with the troops of Diavolo and was himself wounded in the thigh by
a slash of a sword. This did not prevent him from encouraging his men, however,
who rushed across the bridge in great numbers and before long were possessors of

the whole castle, Diavolo was taken prisoner after a brave but hopeless resistance.
The next day the army started on it's march home leaving a garrison to protect
the castle, and taking the prisoners including Diavolo with them. The Prince's
wound was serious enough to prevent his riding on horseback so he was carried in a
litter with Winifred beside him. Toward evening, feeling faint and weary, the Prince
called a halt and smelling something savory he sent to a small hut which he saw near
by to ask if he and the!ady with him could not partake of some of the dish that
filled the woods with it's flavor. A tall yoting fellow accompanied by a pretty young
girl came from the hut and knelt before the Prince. Winifred, in the girl, recognized
her sister Margaret and jumping down from the litter threw herself in her arms.
Both sisters were overjoyed and Prince was much pleased at the meeting. Then
Margaret brought forth her wonderful frying pan and began to cook for the Prince
and the smell of it was so good that the soldiers attracted to the spot began to gather
around and very soon the good natured Margaret found herself cooking for the
whole army. It took her several hours but she did not tire and was well rewarded
by hearing everybody say that never had they tasted anything more delicious.
The next day the army resumed it's march the Prince insisting upon Margaret
and the young wood cutter accompanying them to his father's palace:
"For," he said to Margaret, "I cannot do too much for your sister Winifred. It
was she who gained the victory by showing me the way to get into the castle of Diavolo."
So about noon the victorious army arrived home. The King and Queen and
the whole Court came out to meet them and showered praises on the head of the
brave young Prince. Among those who advanced to meet them was Mabel, renowned
as the most beautiful lady in the land. She recognized her sisters immediately and
you may be sure they had plenty to tell each other.
One month afterward the Prince and Mabel were wedded in the Chapel Royal,
at the same time as Margaret and the sturdy young wood chopper, who was given a
place at Court. Winifred remained single for some time but was wooed and won by
the Equerry and confident of the Prince, the one indeed who had accompanied him
on the night he scaled the wall of Castle Diavolo. This wicked noble was tried
and condemned to death for his crimes.

To this day in the old Palace, now almost a mass of ruins, visitors are shown
the neckerchief which made beautiful whoever wore it. The spinning wheel that
worked without human help and the marvelous frying pan that fed a whole army.
And then for an extra fee is told the legend of the Three Little Maids.


A musician lived in a house where
Ti a an old lady used to cook his meals and
see to his comfort all day long.c,The
musician composed pretty pieces of
music which he used to sell to the
dealers, and would spend hour after
A/, hour playing on the piano and fiddle.
One winter's morning the musician on
"going out to the road found a poor
little Italian boy lying on the ground.
with an organ by his side, and evidently
dying of the cold. The musician ran into
Sthe house and snatched up his violin, and
knowing that the little Italian must love
S music, he began to play the most beau-
tiful airs, saying to himself that at any
rate the boy should go out of the world
to the sound of the most exquisite
music that.he could imagine. The old
lady heard the fiddle being played, and looking out
of the window saw the musician in the road. She
thought he must be crazy to play out of doors on
such a cold morning, and started to bring him back. She was
horrified to see a little boy lying close by, and it only took her
a moment to pick him up, wrap him in her shawl, and carry him
into the house, where she put him in front of a warm fire and
poured hot milk down his throat. It took her some hours before she could bring him
to, and then she made him eat, which he did voraciously of everything she put before

him. The kindness of the old woman saved his life. He had not even heard one note
of the wealth of melody that the musician had sought to please him with.
Luxuries are very nice and pleasing in their proper time and place, but they can
never be made to do instead of the necessaries of life. The starving boy needed
warmth and food, and not music to restore him to his senses.



S There was once upon
a time a King who had
twin sons. Both were

upon. They grew up to
be sturdy and straight
and were the admira-
tion of all the courtiers
as well as the pride of
their father. But as
the years went on it
was quite evident that
Though the two Princes
e were twins, and there-
S fore very much alike in
,r looks, they were essen-
tially different in dis-
positions. One loved
to roam in the fields
Sand in the garden as if
Screaming, and pluck
bouquets of flowers
which he used to bring
to his mother or to the ladies of the court.
This was in the time when Princes were warriors, and so this -Prince who roamed
away his titne in picking flowers instead of learning how to fight, was called by every-
body Prince Neverdo.
The other Prince led a life of warlike excitement. He was up in the morning
early, ready for the chase, and when he came back would partake of a hasty breakfast
and then rush to the lance room and run jousts with his young companions. In the
afternoon he would fence, draw the bow and go through other athletic exercises, so
that the people who watched these outward signs of manliness and valor, thinking of
his brother Neverdo, called him Prince Valiant.
These people were primitive and they probably meant that he did not know what
fear or idleness meant.
Spite of their contrary dispositions these two Princes loved each other dearly.
When together their affection for each other was a sight to behold. Prince Valiant

and the quiet Neverdo would walk arm in arm for hours, talking and laughing to-
When people used to say to Valiant that he was much greater than his brother,
he would turn on them and say they did not know his brother and had no business to
talk about him.
When people would come to Neverdo and say what a bully and loud mouthed
fellow his brother was, these would be the only occasions upon which he would be-
tray anger. He always answered that if this was their' judgment on his brother, he
himself was of the same blood and birth and would stand responsible for anything
his brother did or said. After which he would smile again and gather flowers, look
after the chickens, see that the pigs were fed, and insist that the cows be taken out to
pasture and the dogs loosened from their chains.
One day war was declared on the King by a neighboring sovereign who was his
uncle and who envied him his broad and fair domains. Unfortunately it was only
too plain that this was a bad quarrel for our King, the father of Neverdo and Valiant
for his territory was smaller than the other's and he had many less soldiers. Never-
theless he had to arm and equip his troops to repel the invasion, and this cost so
much money that very soon his treasury was empty, for he was a good King and the
taxes in his domains had always been very small.
It was the evening of the day, and when the King had appointed Prince Valiant
the General of all his armies, that he was bewailing his misfortunes and want of
Is money all you want, father," asked Prince Neverdo, who had hardly been
noticed during all these preparations for war, and who had continued to gather his
flowers daily in the garden. Why did you not tell me, for I can get you all the
money you want."
Can you ?" exclaimed the King in amazement, "then why did you not tell me
so before ?"

I was never asked," answered
Prince Neverdo very simply.
At midnight Prince Neverdo set
out on a milk white horse and
Stravelled many miles. Then he
entered a small locust wood, ar-
Srived at a certain tree and blew his
horn seven times. A few minutes
after a noise was heard in the
bushes and a voice asked :
"Who blew seven times on the
horn ? "
"I, Prince Neverdo, son of the
"Leave your horse and come
this way, said a voice.
Prince Nerverdo dismounted,
tied his horse and followed the
Direction of the sounds until sud-
denly beneath his feet he beheld a
strong light and a staircase of
-marble, leading into the bowels of
the earth. Before him was a
shadowy figure leading the way.
At length, after going down eighty steps, he came to a door upon which he knocked
seven times.
"Who goes there ?" asked a voice within.
I, Prince Nerverdo, son of the King."
The door flew open and revealed the most magnificent sight that ever blinded
the eyes of mortal man. It was a subterranean garden flooded with intense light.
Fountains sparkled everywhere, and their liquid drops turned as they fell into solid
diamonds. Flowers grew out of the earth and their colors turned to rubies, emeralds
and sapphires. Fish swam in the ponds and threw upon the golden beach monstrous
pearls that rolled along until they met blocks of crystal that impeded their further
progress. There were trees of silver, bearing fruit of gold, and other trees of gold
bearing fruit, of silver. Yet to Prince Neverdo nothing of all this would compare to
his beautiful flowers that opened under the real sunlight and sent forth the perfume
that only God can give to them.

He approached a man sitting on a divan, dressed in flowing rcbes, a turban and
"What do wish of me ?" he asked.
"When in distress come to me," were your words. I have come," answered the
Prince. My father needs a million sequins to prosecute war."
Nothing but that," answered the magician. They shall be in your father's
palace before noon. Tarry not here."
Almost in an instant Prince Neverdo felt himself transported as if by a power
invisible but which he could not resist, to where his horse was tied, and two hours
afterwards he was safe in bed. Early in the morning his father came to his bedside
woke him up and asked him how he proposed to procure the half million sequins he
so much needed.
"At noon," answered Prince Neverdo, there will be a million sequins arrive at
your palace."
The father marvelled much but thought it wise to ask no questions. Sure
enough, at noon three heavy carriages arrived, out of which were unladen packages
of gold pieces. The drivers refused any refreshments or reward. Some who through
curiosity secretly attempted to follow them, got lost in the woods and returned dis-
Yet despite this money and the good it did in properly arming the troops, the
army of the King was badly beaten at the first battle which was delivered to the
enemy, and spite of the fact that Prince Valiant was in command of the foreign
troops, these invaded the kingdom and committed pillage and robbery.
Again the King was in dispair. nd he was one night bemoaning his sad fate
wrhen Prince Neverdo heard him and said:

"What is it you want, father ?"
"Why, to send the enemy out of
the country."
'" Nothing easier than that," said
"Why did you not tell me so
/ before," asked the King.
"I was never asked,". answered
But that night, yielding to his

again for the abode of the friendly
magician and brought back a sword
that would ward off any blows
and kill at every stroke. The
next morning as soon as he was
awake, the King came to his bed-
side and asked him how he was
going to drive the foreign troops
out of the country. Prince Never-
do answered that he would do it
with his sword. The King smiled and said :
"Why Neverdo, you are not
able for war. Leave.that to your
brother, Prince Valiant. If you
have no better plan than your
sword, we are lost."
"We shall see," said Neverdo -"
confidently. Then he got up,
dressed, put on his sword and
sallied forth to join his brother's
army. He found fugitives in
plenty returning home despairing
of success. Neverdo rallied these,
and got most of them to turn
back. When his brother saw him
coming with this reinforcement,

ae embraced him and said that as battle was to be delivered within an hour, the nelp waj
most welcome. Sure enough, the enemy was already advancing. In the midst of
the shock of the two armies, and when victory or defeat was still uncertain, the foreign
IIng was seen advancing, clad in
a magnificent suit of bronze armor.
Seeing Neverdo on his white
charger he mistook him for Prince
Valiant whom he resembled so
much. Neverdo advanced in liko
fashion. At the sight of this th,.
combat ceased, for everybody
knew thatthe result would depend
S / on the meeting of these two;
everybody mistaking Neverdo for
Valiant. The latter only saw what
was occurring at the last moment
and flew to the rescue of his
brother. But the crowd was so
great that he could not make his
way through them, and with terror
he saw his brother getting nearer
and nearer to the redoubtable
King. Suddenly two swords
flashed in the air, the din of blows
:. rwas heard, and the next moment
Sthe false King had fallen from his
horse. When picked up by his

soldiers he was dead. Then "1
followed a great panic, for.,
his soldiers without a leader
knew not what to do, and .
and therefore fled in all
directions so that not a man
of them was to be found in
the kingdom that night.
The victorious army
marched home and every-
where acclamations greeted
Prince Neverdo. Even his
brother wanted him to take
- the succession to the throne. i
But he said he wanted none
of those cares, so that when the old King died Prince Valiant succeeded to the
throne, and made a wise and powerful King, while Prince Neverdo cultivated a garden
that was the envy and wonder of people for hundreds of miles around. He was
happy, yes, happier than King Valiant with all the cares of the State on his shoulders.

'. .: ""'. .A M, ,'

CHILD. Little birdie"' rii-ht ,f fIt l'ii r, where away?

BIRD. To the Soiith and&pirple, there,to stay.


CHILD. Little bird what are you doing, far away?

BIRD. Talking, singing, billing, cooing, all the day.


'- ^ CHILD. Little bird when come you hither, tell me pray?

BIRD. In the warm and balmy weather, then I may.

CHILD. Little birdie, pretty stranger, come and play.

BIRD. Thank you, no, I dread the danger, not to day.

ti Jk S

Two little tom-tits lived ir
the eaves of a house. They
had their homes next to one
another, and were great friends.
When one was tired or sick, the
other went to seek for food,
and would bring back half of
n what he found for his friend, so
that they were very happy, and
i every day the winter sun shone
they would sing and be as gay
as tom-tits can. They swore to
S be always friends.
But one day in the early spring a young lady tom'tit came and
made her home in the eaves of the house next to the one the
Stwo friends were living in. At first they scarcely noticed her.
But every morning as they passed her house she would come out and chirp as much
as to say that she would be very glad of their acquaintance. So it came about that
on a certain night one of the two friends flew home, ate his supper hurriedly and
hardly said a word to the other. In the morning, though, the second one wanted an
explanation, and then the first, with many blushes, said that he was madly in love
with the little lady in the next house.
Well, why be so melancholy about that ? I am in love with her too, but I am
not going to make myself an enemy to all creation for that reason."
"You in love with her," said the first; then you can be no friend of mine."
"Why not? Mu-.t the first lady you see in the Spring turn our friendship to
hatred ? Surely such a friendship was not worth cultivating."
"Just as you like about that," retorted the other. "I was the first in the field,
and have a prior claim."
Your claim is absurd," said the cheerful tom-tit, for you do not even know
her. Let us go together like good friends and ask her which of us she'll take for a
The other, who was vain as well as bad-tempered, agreed, not thinking that any
one could prefer another to himself.

~!hlen the lady tom-tit heard them, she chirped gaily, just as if she were laugh-
ing, and said : -' "
"You are both very nice, and I do not know, which I like best; but I'li marry'
the one who this very evening brings me the nicest l6otf:o horseh.air-to6:iake my:nest
with;, fo he will prove the best husband." .
So both the little tom-tits flew away, the angry one ngrier than evrr (liat rhad
not been chosen immediately. The good-natured one flew to a stable where he'lhad
noticed the 'ostler carefully sweeping out the stalls every morning, Every chance
that the hens and pigeons would give him (thinking that like them he. was after
worms and oats) he would fly down upon the heap and get two or three horse-hairs, so
that by mid-day he had quite a pile, which he carried home and put in one corner.
Then he peeped in at an open window where the pillows and mattresses were out
airing, and finally he found a mattress that had a hole in it, and out of which the
hair peeped very temptingly. So he helped himself to quite a bunch of it, carrying
it to a place nearer his home. Thus he was busy all the day.
The other tom-tit flew away to a race-track near by and went into the stalls
where the horses were kept: But they were groomed so well that not a hair could
he find. Then he got desperate and perched on one of the horse's backs, and pulled
with much difficulty hairs out of the mane, until the horse grew restive. Not find-
ing the hairs long enough, the tom-tit went to another horse's stall, and lighting on
the ground got a good hold of two hairs in the horse's
tail, and then gave a sudden twitch. The pain made
the horse give a kick, and the tom-tit not being able
Sto get out of the way of it altogether, received the
S blow in its little eye, which was put out. Lucky it
was not killed.
SMore angry than ever, it flew home with the few
hairs it had got from the other horse's mane. There
/ it found the provision of hair that had been left by
-- the good-natured tom-tit. Though the angry tom-
tit knew this had been gathered by his friend, he took it and carried it to the lady
bird. She was pleased at the offering and much afflicted by seeing the loss of his
By and by the good-natured tom-tit flew up.
It was very good of you," he said, to his friend, "to bring my store of horse-
hairs to our lady."

Any bird who will steal will tell lies too, and so the one-eyed tom-tit denied that
h.e had iaken any hair from the nest. V.. ..
You had better bring what you have got instead'of afceusiing, otherss"
"Oh, very welf,"'said the good.hatured one, keep _.mytreasuie, if 'you'please-;.
there is plenty more where that came from." ,' ''
Then he began flying' backwards and forwards, carrying the.hair he had taken
from the mattress. There was so much of it that it was more- than twice as big a
pile as what the angry tom-tit had found, and even stolen, too.'
The one-eyed tom-tit flew into a great passion, but -the lady bird said : "That
will do no good, for I do riot want an angry husband nor, a: husband with one eye,
fbr he could" not see to protect our little ones. Besides, on your-own showing, you
have lost, for your friend has brought me the most horse-hair to make my iest with."
So the angry tom-tit became the bitterest enemy instead of the friend of the
good-natured one, so much so that when the little wife had laid three eggs and had
gone out feeding, one day, the angry and jealous tom-tit flew home, overturned the nest
and broke the eggs. It was the cause of great affliction to the husband and wife. But
they went to work and made a new nest, and she being a good housewife, laid three.
more eggs.
One day on' which the angry tom-tit was watching for the little wife to.leave her
nest and feed, lie was so intent in his hatred that he did not notice a big hawk that
Law down and.seized him, and carried him off to feed her young.

THERE LIVED an old King and Queen
who had one son, so stalwart, handsome and
pleasing that, though it was not his name,
B everybody called him Prince Charmant. Had
it not been for Prince Charmant, indeed, there
would have been a rebellion in the land, for
the old King was crusty, tyrannical and mean,
and the Queen had become so soured, through
Sill treatment, that her subjects never saw her.
It was before the days of Constitutional
monarchy, so that the King was all powerful,
and anybody who pretended to dispute with
him, had his head cut off.
The only hope of the people, therefore, was that the old King
would die and that Prince Charmant would take his place. The
King's evil and selfish counselors had told him this, so that he hated
his son and he would have beheaded him were it not that
)he knew the indignation of the people would be so great that his
own doom would speedily follow.
So the King in place of taking open measures toward
the death of his son, conspired secretly against his life. His
first idea was to invent some plot in which his Chief of Po-
lice would aid him, whereby it should be made to appear that
Prince Charmant had conspired to kill his father so as to get
the throne. When, however, he told this plan to his intimate
counselors, they laughed him to scorn and told him it would
never do.
"You must take the people for fools," said one of the'"
counselors who spoke more familiarly to the King than the
rest, and whom the King had resolved to get rid of at the
first opportunity.
"Your Majesty," said another, "as the Prince Charmant has often offered to
give up his rights to the throne in favor of anybody you would name, I fear this
never would do."
But," said a third, "there are more ways of cooking a potato than boiling it."
"What do you mean by that ?" asked the King.

"Why, you can get a French cook who will prepare a potato in two hundred
ways," answered the counsellor.
"Yes, yes, I know that," said the King, "but what is your secret meaning. We
are not talking of cooking potatoes, but of the way to get rid of my unnatural
The King said this because he wanted to make himself believe that not he,
but his son, was the wrong-doer.
"Then, Sire, I mean this," said the third counselor. "I met a man from
foreign parts yesterday, who carried three golden serpents in a box. He told me they
came from a far distant land called India, and that they were the most poisonous
snakes in the whole world. Whoever they bite dies in an hour."
"What would you have me do with these snakes ?" asked the King.
"Why, does not Prince Charmant spend three hours every morning walking in
the Royal Garden ? Set them loose on the grand promenade where he goes back-
ward and forward, and exclude other people from the garden."
"Very good advice," said the King, "go and purchase the snakes from the
stranger. Take his box and throw it over the Royal Garden wall to-morrow morning
about the time Prince Charmant walks abroad, so that' the box will break and the
snakes escape from it."

The evil counselor did as he was told. For one hundred piastres he bonght the
three golden serpents, arid at the hour he knew that Prince Charmant was walking in
the garden, he threw the box covered with glass over the high wall, and he was sat-
isfied when he heard it smash.
It happened that very morning that Prince Charmant 'had bought a most beauti-
ful young cow and her heifer calf, which had been brought to him all

the way from the Isle of Jersey. He was going to present it to his lady, a most
lovely Princess, who only lived a few miles away. Before sending the cow off, he
took her into the garden to eat some of the'rich, young spring grass. What was his
surprise and dismay when he saw coming toward him three large serpents that ad-
vanced with incredible swiftness. He drew his sword to defend himself and try and

cut off their heads, but just as they got near him, in place of attacking Prince
Charmant, they threw themselves upon the cow and began to draw milk from her
udder, for snakes are very fond of milk, and they immediately saw that the pretty
Jersey cow had plenty to give them.
The three golden serpents had not had any food since they had left their native
land six months before, and they visibly swelled in-size as they drank down the milk,
of which the cow had plenty and to'spare. Prince Charmant looked on in surprise
and though at first he had meant to kill the golden serpents while they were thus,
feeding, when he saw that they meant to do him no harm, he put back his sword in
its sheath and continued his walk through the garden. The cow, glad at being
milked, stood still until the three golden serpents had finished their meal. Then
they dropped, off and continued their way more slowly than before, being heavy
and stupid, toward the palace. -As there was nobody about, they crept unobserved
through the palace doors and went upstairs, where, after a while, wanting to sleep,
they crept into the King's bed and got under the covers at the foot.

Prince Charmant thought no more of the three serpents, but in the afternoon
sent the pretty Jersey cow and calf to the beautiful princess who lived only a few
miles away and who was overjoyed at receiving such a present from Prince Charmant,
whom she dearly loved.
But that night there was great commotion in the palace, for when the wicked old
King went to bed, hoping all the time that the three golden serpents had mortally
bitten Prince Charmant, he was bitten himself because he disturbed them in their
sleep. Both his feet immediately began to swell to an enormous size, and when the

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King saw that the three golden serpents had caused this, he immediately cried out
that it was the hand of Providence, and gave orders for the execution of the evil
counselors who in their endeavors to cause the death of Prince Charmant, had
brought about his own.
Then he had the Prince conducted to his bedside and told him the truth of what
had happened. The Prince called all the palace physicians together, but they could
do nothing for the royal sufferer and said he must die.
The King at last realized how wicked he had been, and before dying took the
crown off his own head and placed it on the head of Prince Charmant, calling
upon all the great officers of State to recognize him as the only true King, which was
When the old King was dead, search was made for the three golden serpents,
but they could not be found and were never seen again. It was always believed that
they were supernatural, for the man who sold them could not be found either and
was known as a magician.
Prince Charmant became King soon enough to stop the execution of some of the
evil counselors, but not of the one who had advised getting the serpents to kill him.
Those who were not executed were banished fat away, nor did the people ever have
a better ruler than King Charmant. He married the beautiful Princess, made his
subjects happy and prosperous, and lived in peace to the end of his days.

w A FARMER was toiling in the heat of
S a July sun, one day in the fields, and while
the sweat ran off his brow and served to
Smoisten the furrows, his tears fell fast too,
for he saw no end to this work.
] "A few years more," he was saying to
himself, "and I shall be unable to do even
this much work. What will then become of
my wife and me ?"
While lamenting in this fashion he noticed
a shadow on the ground, and looking up he
saw a beautiful lady standing before him who
said :
I have heard your complaints, and, sure
SIenough, it is hard in old age to have no support but
your hard work. But if ever you have a son, he shall
be rich and powerful."
Then the beautiful lady vanished, and the farmer, marvelling
greatly, went on with his work. When he reached home that night he told his wife
what had happened, and added:
"What is the use of such a promise as that ? We are getting old, and there
is no likelihood of a son now."
But the farmer's wife was greatly impressed by the prophecy, and she went every
day to the shrine and prayed that a son might be sent to her. Her prayers were
heard, for about twelve months afterward a little boy was in the house. 'He was as
handsome as he was strong. And see the power of faith!
The farmer believed so much that this son would be rich and powerful some
day, that he worked twice as hard himself.
With a little prosperity, gladness succeeded despair. The farmer felt that there
was something to live for now. When the boy was eight years of age he was sent to
the village school. At ten he knew all they could teach him there, and so he was
sent to college, which he left at fourteen.
It was now time for him to do something, for his father and mother were very
old and hardly able to work much longer. So the son, whose name was Speranza,
which means Hope, traveled off one day to the Court of the Grand Duke, where he

requested to be made one of the pages. He was asked a number of questions by the
Chamberlain, and showed himself so bright that he was immediately engaged in a
position which it took many others years to obtain.
The Grand Duke was just about receiving some foreign nobles, the envoys of
various Kings, and in their honor had built lists in which there was about to occur
a great tournament. The Grand Duke was very proud of his feats at arms, and
wished to show the ladies of his court that however brave they might be elsewhere,
himself and his nobles had not lost their knowledge of manly sports. The Grand
Duke himself having broken a lance with two or three of the visiting noblemen,

declared the lists open to all. Then came a sorry sight, for a mysterious stranger
who kept his visor down, conquered one after another all the best Knights in the

Grand Duke's retinue, which mortified him exceedingly. He was so enraged that
he shouted out : A thousand ducats to whoever defeats the pretentious stranger."
Several tried but failed, and then Speranza humbly asked the Grand Duke if he
might try.
Thou art but a boy," said the Duke, "and it would be cruelty to permit it."
But Speranza begged so hard that at last the Duke's consent was given. A thrill
of terror ran through the assemblage when they beheld this stripling about to
deliver combat to a giant. But the word was given, the horses started, and though
Speranza was unhorsed (the shock of the stranger's lance was so great), yet his
own lance had broken the other's helmet and had thrown him unconscious on
the ground, where he lay bathed in blood.

The victory belonged to Speranza, and the Grand Duke instantly gave him the
promised thousand ducats, all the more that in the defiant Knight he had recognized
one of his mortal enemies.

Speranza's first thought was to send half of the money to his father and mother.
They exclaimed on receiving it: "The fairy's prophecy is coming true."
The day after the tournament a chase of the wild boar had been ordered.
Speranza was specially chosen by the Grand Duke to accompany him, for the Prince
found in the page the evidences of a cultivated mind. When the boar was started,
the Duke, who was passionately fond of the, chase, started off at a full gallop, so
that Speranza, who had not so good a horse, had great difficulty in keeping up
with him, and, after a while, fell behind. Much as this annoyed him he kept on
endeavoring to follow in the same direction the Prince had taken. When at last
he came up with his master, a terrible sight met his gaze. The Duke had reached
the wild boar, which was wounded and furious. He had dismounted, and pushing
aside the dogs, advanced with his hunting knife open to pierce the beast to the
heart. But the boar had not waited.for this, and making a wild rush at the Duke,
knocked him down and trampled on him. The enraged beast was in the very act of
driving his tusks into his body, when Speranza rushed up.
"Help !" feebly cried the Duke; ''or I am killed !"

It was the work of an instant for Speranza to dismount and rush in to save
his master. The boar, seeing a new enemy, turned on him and made a rush. But
Speranza was light and agile, and quickly stepped aside. Before the boar could
turn, the page had driven his knife up to the hilt in the animal's heart.
When the people came up it was found that the Duke was badly hurt, but he
had strength enough to say to those around him: "Without this brave lad I should
have been a dead man."
When, a week later; the Grand Duke was able to leave his bed, he made a
present of ten thousand ducats to Speranza, and created him a Count.

Speranza made haste to send his father five thousand ducats, more money than
he old people had ever seen in their lives before, and they perceived clearly that
the beauful fairy had told the truth.
From this time forth the Grand Duke took the greatest fancy to Speranza.
Everything," he was wont to say to him, has gone well with me since you
came to my Court. Heaven be praised that guided you hither."
Some time after this the Grand Duke told Speranza that he had a difficult and
most important mission for him to perform. "Reasons of State make it advisable
for me to marry. In the neighboring realm there is a beautiful princess who has
been offered me in marriage. But I want to judge of her beauty myself without
being known to her or anyone. So we shall go together, but you must play the
Grand Duke and I will be your page."
Speranza did not wish to accept this dangerous honor, but as the Prince insisted,
he could not refuse. So they set off and before long reached the estates of the
sovereign. They went straight to his palace and presented
themselves and were well entertained. The Princess proved
to be all that had been said of her, and she on the other
hand fell deeply in love with the young man who had been
shown to her as the Grand Duke. Speranza after some
days, found on his side that he was falling in love with her
also, and fearing his master's displeasure begged him to re-
turn now that he had seen all he wanted to. But when the
King heard they were about to leave, he grew angry, and
exclaimed :
Have you not been well treated that you wish to go so soon ?"
They both answered that they had been treated with great magniflcence, but
that urgent business called them home. To this the King replied;
"It cannot be more urgent than the business you came here about."
And he thereupon threw Speranza, whom he
thought the Grand Duke, into prison, while the
real Duke was permitted to go. Speranza was
Stood noble hearted to betray his master, so he
lingered in prison until he knew the Duke must
I have reached his own domains. About this
time he was brought before the King.
"What does this nonsense mean," asked the
-^ King. "You have come here and bewitched my
daughter, who is in tears all day long- What is

there about her that is not good enough for you, seeing that she has a dowry of two
million ducats ?"
Speranza threw himself at the feet of the King and told him the whole truth,
but to his great surprise the King flew into a more violent passion than ever.
"You cannot deceive me with such lies," he exclaimed, in a voice of thunder.
Do you not think I know a Grand Duke from a page. You shall wed my daughter
to-day, or to-morrow your head rolls on the scaffold, no matter what the consequences
may be."
Speranza still protested, but tbe King was firm. And what would any young
man have done under the circumstances ? He loved the King's daughter and she
loved him. Indeed she protested she did not care whether he was Grand Duke or
not, he was the husband she wanted.
So that evening the marriage took place with great form and ceremony. Speranza
was made Prince of the Realm, and not long after rendered great service in repelling
an invasion of pirates from Algiers. Indeed he dispersed their fleet and made many
hundred prisoners who were afterwards exchanged for subjects of the King held in
captivity by the Dey of Algiers. The King was so well pleased that having no son
himself, he nominated Speranza as his successor.
'When the Grand Duke heard that Speranza had married the Princess, he was at
First very angry. But he was given an explanation of how his page had bden forced
to do it. In the end he was glad of Speranza's good fortune for it made the two
States firm friends and allies. Speranza often visited the capital of the Grand Duke,
and the Grand Duke often came to visit him. Their friendship never changed nor
did Speranza forget his aged father and mother- He brought them to the court.and
insisted on great deference being paid them. But they were not happy there and
preferred to return to the old farm, where, however, they lived in comfort and ease all
the remainder of their days.




O( .i/ iV '' '^ ^ (/ S ALADIN, the
_,___.1___- _, Emperor of Asia
SeMinor had seven
Sons. They were all of
them handsome and big
and brave excepting
e Hassan the seventh son
-/ k who was small and
i.' delicate. Perhaps it was
for that reason that his
father loved him the best.
Sometimes when the
others complained he
would answer.
"Have you not every-
Sthing that men could wish for ? health and
hope and the good things of this world.
4 Let a man lack everything and still have
health and he is happy. Let a man have everything
and lack health and he can never know the enjoyment
of life. This is why I devote myself more to your
younger brother because he needs mycare the most.
So the big brothers had to be contented though they would go away grumbling.
But they were not wicked and did not hate their younger brother, only Tsometimes.
they were jealous of him.

When the youngest son of all was fifteen years of age Saladin, the Emperor,
invited all of them to a banquet which was served in the principal hall of the Palace.
None but servants who were dumb and deaf waited on the table so that really the
seven sons were alone with their father. When dinner was over he told them that he
had called them together so that they might decide upon what profession they
would each of them choose.
"Nashr-Ed-Din" he said to the eldest, "'what would you be ?"
"Father," he replied, "I would wish to be a General in your army."
"Well said," my son, "answered Saladin," a general you shall be. And you
Ben-Adam my second son?"
"I, father, would wish to command one of your ships of war."
"So be it," said Saladin, "an admiral you shall be !"
Then he went on to the third who said he would like to be a rich merchant
traveling to foreign countries. The fourth said he would like to be an ambassador to
the court of the Emperor of China where he heard marvelous things were to be seen.
The fifth said he would like to be a Judge. The sixth wished to be a minister of state
and then it came to the turn of Hassan who, when asked what he would wish to be
"I ask nothing better, father, than to be your companion through life and ever
at your side."
"Well said," my son answered Saladin the Emperor, "you shall have your wish
like the rest."
But there were murmurs among his brothers which Hassan overheard.
"Father," he spoke, "my brothers fear that I wish to be near you so as to be able
to seize the throne at your death, I recognize the right of my brother Nashr-Ed-Din
to the throne after you, and if I am still alive when you die, which pray Allah may
be many years hence, I wish to return to the condition of a private gentleman, only
this and nothing more."
"Hassan, my sons,"remarked Saladin, "means what he says. I know him better
than you but that there may be no dispute on this score let us all meet in this hall
five years from now, that each one may tell the adventures that befell him in the
They parted that night and the next morning Saladin invested each one of his
sons with the honors and the wealth desired and then each went to his respective
post, Hassan alone remaining with -his father.

It happened not long after Saladin had sent his sons on their several' missions,
that he had to defend his country from an incursion from all the tribes of Christendom
whose pretended object was the conquest of Jerusalem. To Saladin these were years
of constant activity and war. He raised immense armies and fought the Christians
valiantly. He lost many men and was thrice wounded himself, but he also inflicted
immense losses on the enemy. It was close on five years that this was going on,
when Saladin was given a short respite through the demoralization in which he had
thrown the army of the Christians. Then he was reminded by Hassan, who had been
his constant companion all these years, and who had grown strong and healthful,
through constant exposure in the camp and the field, that the time was drawing near
when all the sons were to meet their father in the Palace at Bagdad.
I remember it well Hassan he said but I shall leave it to themselves to recollect
their father's command."
So a few days after, Saladin leaving the army in command of another general,
started with an escort on his journey toward Bagdad, having with him his son
Hassen. Nothing of any moment happened to them on their journey through one
of the vast fertile and beautiful countries of the world, and on the day before the
fifth year, was over, Saladin and Hassan arrived in sight'of the golden spires and
minarets of Bagdad, and that night were received with acclamations of delight by the
whole population, every man woman and child of which loved their brave Emperor
and Caliph.
The next night at seven the table was set as be-
fore, and Saladin and his seventh son sat alone waiting
the arrival of the others. One by one they came.
First the Judge, who did not have far to travel, and
then the merchant who had come from a distance, and
S the Embassador who had been three months on his
S journey from the Court of the Emperor of China, and
then the Statesman, and afterwards the Admiral.
Each was affectionately welcomed by his father, but
Small were yet anxious for the arrival of Nasr-Ed-Din,
A ^ the first son.
A 'Saladin had just given the order mournfully to serve
Sthe repast, when a noise was heard in the Courtyard,
and a moment after Nasr-Ed-Din, travel stained and
Sweary, entered the hall and threw himself into his
father's arms.
During dinner not much was said, for everyone was
thinking of the many wonderful things that had
happened since they were all here before. At length

the dishes having been taken away by the deaf and dumb servants, Saladin asked his
oldest son how he came so near being late.
It is quite a sfory," answered Nasr-Ed-Din, and if you will permit us to retire
to the Divan I shall tell it to you and my brothers."
Thereupon they did as Nasr-Ed-Din wished, and he began as follows :-


It was a week ago to-day that I resolved to start for Bagdad, remembering the
promise I had made to my father. I did not expect any difficulty, when on the
morning I intended setting out, word was brought me that our General had suddenly
died of a poisoned wound received from the lance of an infidel soldier. I was the
next in command of the army and had to do my duty, all the more so that the infidels
with their King Richard at their head, were in front of us.: Very anxious to come to
Bagdad, I sent word to King Richard that the son of- Saladin wished to meet him on
the plain that extended between the. two armies. I received answer in half an hour
that the King would come out alone to meet me if I would do. likewise. I had heard
of the noble character of this King and did not hesitate to mount my horse singly,
and sally out. I knew the King already by sight and we met about half way between
the armies. Then simply -and .plainly I told him my story-that I had pledged my-
self to meet my father, but that now I did not dare to go having the command of the
army on my hands, unless I could prevail on him to let .ie pass and at the same time
agree not to declare battle until I returned in ten days,: He gave me his hand and
his word, and knowing him for a true Knight and soldier, I did not hesitate further
and with an escort of only three soldiers, set out that night.

Evidently some people had guessed or been informed of our intention, for I had
not gone far on my journey when I was set upon by a band much more numerous
than my own. Two of my companions tried to
escape by flight, but the other stood by me for
S several minutes. Closely pressed, we turned to
escape with the pursuers at our heels. Being
used to all sorts of exercise I stood on my
-" horse's back, and as I passed at full gallop,
made a leap at an overhanging bough, caught it
and pulled myself up in the branches. My
companion escaped, because my horse, being
wounded, fell, and they thought they would
i capture me. My disappearance served to excite
S a great deal of surprise, for they went up and
;down the road and plain, looking for me with
torches. But at last they departed.
S' The next morning I was just about to get
down out of the tree and try and make my way
S on foot, when I observed a cavalcade com-
ing along, and at the head recognized King
Richard. He was very angry and had several
men on foot behind him, led along by his sol-
i diers. I determined to risk myself and called
out to him. He looked up, recognized me and
rushed to the foot of the tree.
Heaven be praised, noble Nasr-Ed-Din," he cried, "that you are safe. I feared
these villains had killed you."
"When I reached the ground he embraced me tenderly and ordered a splendid
charger to be brought to me. Then he gave immediate orders that the.men who
were being led along by the soldiers, and who were the ones who had attacked me,
should be hanged to the very bough on which I had jumped the night before. He
witnessed the execution himself.
Then ordering three of his men to accompany me until I had reached a portion
of the country where I should be out of danger, he embraced me again and wP
For an hour all went well and we traveled peaceably along. Then I heard cne

of the soldiers say in Frank language, which he thought I did not understand, that if they
killed me no one would be the wiser, and that they then could easily get my horse and
treasure. I had no more than a daggerwith me, when the men who had spoken came up
up beside me, as if to hurry the pace. Immediately another jumped up behind me
and held my arms: Here was a danger worse than the first. I tried to get my dagger
and cried out that they were traitors, when just as Isaw a mace swinging over my
head, the man who was about to slay me fell, pierced by a javelin. But the blow of
the mace descended on my horse's head so that he fell and I with'him. The two other
soldiers frightened by the mysterious death of their leader, ran away, and I was soon
overjoyed to be helped to my feet by the companion who had been with me the night
before. I chose his horse and he took the horse of the soldier he had killed. Being
poor animals, we could only proceed slowly, and I did not get a good charger until
this morning. But it brought me here just in time.
After the recital of the story, all his brothers embraced him and Saladin said;
"These are wicked times when a father must know that his first-born is obliged
to go through such deadly perils. But we must fight for our country always. I
shall not, however, forget to send the noble Richard Cceur-de-Lion many thanks and
rich presents for what he did in my son's behalf."
The next night Saladin and his seven sons met again at table. The repast was
magnificent and when it was concluded he asked Ben Adam, his second son, that he
should also tell the story of his adventures. Ben Adam said:

"I had not been ten days at sea in the ship of which I had been given the com-
mand, when the enemy surrouehed us with Greek fire, which burns upon the water
and I soon saw that we were doomed to destruc-
tion. So when everybody on board had given him-
Sself up for lost, being a good swimmer, I made a
deep plunge through the fire into the sea, and swam
under the water as long as my breath would last
me. When I rose to the surface again I found that
SI was far beyond the stretch of the fire that burned
on top of the water, and then, while keeping my-
S self afloat, I contemplated sadly the destruction of
my ship and the death of my men who perished
S- by hundreds in the flaming seas. I kept afloat for
several hours, and then, when the fire had died out
S I found some charred pieces of wood floating
about, upon which I stretched myself, and exhaust-
S ed with fatigue, I fell into an agitated sleep. When
I awoke I found myself in the cabin of a vessel
:--"J 8p and was surrounded with evil-looking men who
had taken from me my rich apparel and jewels. I
knew in an instant that I had been rescued by
pirates. They asked my name, and I told them only that the clothes I wore were
taken from a ship in the capture of which I had assisted. This seemed to satisfy
them, and they gave me to eat and to drink. Their questions were hardly answered
when there was a loud outcry on deck, and all the pirates rushed away. Finding
some poor clothing in the cabin, I put it on me and -cnt on deck so as to see what
all the commotion was about. Then I saw that a ship manned with infidels was
coming close to us with the purpose of attacking the ship I was in. The knives
were got ready, and also the hand-fire, and a moment afterwards the sailors from the
other ship were swarming on our deck. It was hardly five minutes when I saw the
captain of the ship I was in fall, mortally wounded, and then waiving vengeance
against those who had destroyed my vessel, and would destroy this one too, jumped
aboard the infidel ship, knife in hand, and shouted: "Follow Ben Adam, the son of
your Sultan." The cry seemed to renew the courage of those who were wavering.
They made a rush for the infidel ship, and thus left their men with the infidels on
board. As the vessel they had left was much the smallest and the worst of the two,

and our enemies were nearly all gathered on ours, I gave the orders to loosen the
irons that held us to the other, and in a very short time we were sailing away in a
ship much better than we had before. The pirate sailors were overjoyed, and those
who had attacked us called out to us in loud voice to bring their vessel back.' But
we laughed at them and did no such thing.
And sure enough we found the vessel.full of treasure which the infidels had been
bringing to their Princes and Kings so as to carry on the war against us. We sailed
the vessel into the port of Acre, discharged her cargo, distributed a portion'of the
money among the crew, and sent the remainder, my father, to your treasurer."
I well remember," said Saladin, smiling, and it helped us greatly at the time.
But go on."
I was made captain of the ship," continued Ben Adam, for the pirates thought
that a man who could steal a ship in that style was the man for them. But in a little
while I found that these pirates had no love for either side. So long as they could
get plunder they did not mind from what source it came, so that they wanted to de-
stroy the ships of the true believers as well as. those of the infidels. I could not
suffer this, and so gradually I found myself growing unpopular with the men, and
on several occasions heard my life threatened. At last I surprised a plot to deliver
the ship over to the Franks, who had no vessel of their own to transport their King
back to Gaul, and they had, decided to throw me overboard, knowing I would not
consent to the project. So three hours before the time when they were to sell the
ship I slipped overboard, taking with me a plank to rest on and some tools. I then
set to work to bore a large hole in the bottom of the vessel, and succeeded in doing
it after two hours time. The water rushed in, and when the Frank sailors came on
board to get the vessel delivered to them, they found her sinking. They refused to
make the again, and then there was a great panic. Both the pirates and the Franks
tried to get into the boats together so that very nearly all of them were drowned. A
few were able to swim to the shore. Those of the pirates who did so were speedily
executed. I supported myself on the plank all night long, and the next day was
rescued by a fishing boat. I made myself known to the captain and he took me into
the camp of the faithful. Since then, our fleet being destroyed there has been no
naval combats, and I fought under the orders of the Generals on land."
"Well done indeed, Ben Adam," said Saladin. "You have had wonderful ad-
ventures I am proud of such a son as you."
The banquet being finished and the hour being late, the story of Aboo Hassan
the third son who had chosen to be a rich merchant, was postponed until the next
night, when the banquet being over, and while they all sipped their coffee, then a
delicacy confined to royal people, he began after the following manner :

"When you, my illustrious and honored father, gave me out of your imperial
treasury, twenty thousand pieces of gold, to use or misuse, as I thought best, I cast
about-for some time to find a good quarter in which to place my money, until one
day hearing that a number of reputable merchants were going to a far distant coun-
try to hunt for ivory and pearls, I joined them, putting in my share of the capital
necessary, and leaving the remainder with a money lender at interest. In this way I
knew that whatever befel me I should not come home a poor man.
The ship that carried us arrived safely at the Islands where the hugh animals
known as elephants were to be found in abundance and where our store of ivory rap-
idly increased. At the same time we bought the pearls that the divers found, and it
was not many weeks before the vessel we had brought with us was laden down with
precious things, so much so that another ship being empty there, we bought her with the
intention of going back in her ourselves. But it being necessary that one of us should
guard the treasure, we drew lots to see which it should be, and it fell to me. This
proved my salvation, for a cruel chief of the Island hearing that a vessel was going
off laden with treasure, waited until we got well out to sea, and mistaking the vessel
in which the merchants were
for mine, captured her, took
them all into captivity, and
afterwards, as I learned, put
them to the torture to learn
where the ivory and pearls
were. The cruel chief not
knowing of two vessels, did
not believe their story and
killed them. Little thinking
that I was the sole owner of
so much treasure, I urged the
captain to a speedy passage,
promising him a reward to
land it at Bussorah before the
ship that carried the mer-
chants. This haste came near
I7 proving the destruction of all
of us, for the captain carrying
more sail than was necessary
or prudent in a gale, we went
ashore on a desert island and
A had to climb to the top of the
masts to prevent being
drowned. There we remained

all night. At dawn the gale abated, and I found that all but myself and two others
had been washed into the sea. But the ship was high and dry between two .rocks,
and therefore safe for a time. The two seamen and myself went on shore and con-
structed a raft with which we carried on land all the pearls and the best portions of
the ivory with which the ship was laden and buried them. The island we had landed
on was deserted, but there was abundance of fish and turtles and wild birds so tame
that we could catch them with our hands.
On this island we remained a whole year and sighed for the sight of our fellow-
men. At length one day we saw a vessel come near to the coast, and to our great
joy found that she belonged to Bussorah.' She came for water, and when the sailors
landed we made ourselves known. I went on board and offered the captain all the
ivory in the ship if he would transport us and our belongings to our home. He
promised, and found enough ivory of the second class in the wreck to more than
repay him. Then we dug up the pearls and ivory we had buried and put
them on board. In a month afterwards I had landed home once more, and
a much richer man than I left. I rewarded the two sailors liberally from my
store, and found that the money I had left in the hands of the money lender had
greatly increased, so that altogether in place of twenty thousand gold pieces I had re-
ceived from my father, I was worth fully one hundred thousand.
I might have stopped here, but my love of adventure made me join a caravan
travelling over the desert to Africa in search of skins and precious stones. When we
were a short distance out tribeE began to attack- us and to decimate our ranks. At
all hours of the day and night we had to keep a watch for fear of being surprised. One
night I was put upon guard, and being very tired, dozed a little. I suddenly found
myself lifted on the back of a horse and carried off at incredible speed. I cried out,
but the cries were lost in the darkness and the distance. I only knew that I was held
and could not move, and that by and by the pace we went at began to grow less and
less. Then I asked my companion what he intended to do with me.
"You are a valuable hostage," said he, "and we shall keep you nntil.you pay
Then," said I, "you will wait a long time. You make a mistake if you think I
am anybody."
"Are you not the son of Saladin ?"
"No," I answered, for I knew if I answered "yes," my value would have greatly
increased. But my answer put them in perplexity since they were not sure who
I was.

After a while the chief of the band, an old man with a gray beard, came up and
said. If that is not the son of Saladin, then throw him in the sea. Provisions are
scarce and we have no more than will suffice for ourselves."
I felt inclined to cry out that I was my father's son, but my trust in Allah pre
vented me, and having once denied it I felt it would be of no avail anyway. I
waited my doom in peace. Toward night two men came for me and led me across
the desert toward the sea. They were not armed but I was. Suddenly I turned on
them and told them that I would kill them. They begged for mercy, and then I said
that not alone would I give them mercy but gold too if they would guide me toward
the caravan I had left the day before. They agreed, and conducted me for twelve
hours over burning sands. When at last I arrived at the caravan a melancholy sight
met my eyes.. There were piles of corpses on every side. Evidently everybody had
fought hard for the bodies of those who had attacked were as numerous as those that
defended themselves. Nothing had been taken away. Gold lay in heaps everywhere.
Seeing this I saddled several pack mules that were browsing about the camp, and
loaded them down with'gold, and then made my way in company with my companions.
who had been sent out to drown me, back to Bagdad. There I made them generous
presents and found myself richer than ever. Having enough I retired from active
work and waited only for the day that should bring us altogether."
"You are a true merchant," said Saladin, "for you have always known how to-
make money out of -the misfortunes of your neighbors, which seems to be the aim of
all commerce. The story, however, is good, but we may now go to that of Mehemet
Ali, who has represented us these four years at the Court of our cousin, the Emperor
of China."
This night the desire to retire being less than usual, Ali began his story at once


I spent four months," he began, in reaching the Capitol of the Chinese-
Empire, where the Emperor who reigns over countless millions of barbarians resides.
I was everywhere well received, but several days had to elapse before my introduce
tion as the Embassador of the great Saladin, the Caliph and head of all true believers.
The Chinese, you must know, are not Mussulinous. They have a curious religion,

made up half of idolatry and what they call philosophy. When at length I entered
the presence of the Emperor, I passed through halls containing no less than four
thousand of their gods, most of them magnificently decorated with gold and precious
stones. The State room, where the Emperor sat on a throne of pure white ivory, is
a mass of inlaid gold, and the walls are thick with rubies, sapphires, emeralds, ame-
thysts and diamonds, some cut and some uncut, but all of them dazzling to the sight.
They desired me to kneel before the Emperor, but being the representative of a
King greater than the ruler of China, I declined to do so. To this I owe some of
the misfortunes that afterward befell me. The interview consisted in nodding our
heads a number of times, the Emperor nodding his only half as often as anybody
else. Then he retired, and I was conducted to the palace that had been set apart
for me. I was told that to see the Emperor once a year and nod so many times in
his presence was all that was required of an Embassador. So the duties not being
hard, I set about seeing the city and the people I was to live with.
Embassadors had the right to go once a day to the Imperial Palace and drink
tea with the Ministers of the Sun. I did this regularly, having nothing else to
occupy my time with. Each day I went to the palace I remarked a very beautiful
Chinese girl, with whom I soon fell in love, and succeeded in making her understand
what I meant. She made signs that told me she understood and felt as I did. But
we were watched so closely that I had no opportunity of speaking with her.
One night that I returned after too much tea drinking, for they often mixed a
pleasant but intoxicating liquor with their tea, and I was about to pass into the
courtyard of my palace, I felt my sleeve being pulled, and turned around to my sur-
prise to see the Chinese lady whom I had met at the palace. She made signs that
she wished me to shelter her. Joyfully I took her to one of the apartments of my
palace, and had a number of women attend on her. Then I called my interpreter,
and requested her to join me at the evening meal. Then, through the interpreter,
she told me that she loved me and was desirous of marrying me. But as she belonged
to the Imperial family, being a two hundred and forty-second cousin of the aunt of
the Emperor, she knew her relatives would not consent, I being a Mussulman, to the
marriage, and she incurred the greatest danger in having met me.
This threw me into great perplexity, for on the one hand, though I was
anxious to make this beautiful creature my wife, I was the Embassador of a great
Empire, and therefore could not afford to bring ill will between the two. So,
resolving to see the Emperor the next day and ask his consent to my marriage, I
had her taken back to her room.

Early the next morning I went to the Imperial Palace, but found all the doors
closed against me. I grew angry and commanded, then I implored, but it was to no
purpose, I could not get in. I stormed and I raved, they would not let me pass;
but by and by an old fellow came out, and speaking to me in Arabic, told me I had
better fly, instead of bearding the lion in his den.
I returned to my own palace, and found a company of soldiers at my door and
heard screams issuing from within. Utterly indifferent to consequences, I drew my
scimeter and laid right and left,
dispersing these tiny soldiers
like chaff before the wind. When
I reached my reception room, I

for hold of my lady love and were
binding her with thongs. These
men I scattered in a moment,
throwing two of them bodily out
of the window. Then I unbound
the ropes that confined the arms
," and tiny feet of the Child of the
SMoon (that was the name of the
young Chinese girl), and after
J I that I called for my interpreter,
but he was nowhere to be found.
In fact, I subsequently found
out that he it was that betrayed
us, fearing for his own life. By
pantomime I tried to make my-
self understood, when, as I was
saying in the sign language that
I would protect her at the risk
of my life, the room suddenly
swarmed with soldiers, and be-
fore I had time to draw my scimeter again they were on me, and in an incredibly
short space of time I was bound and gagged. Then they bound the beautiful girl
whose misfortune it was to have loved me, and we were carried off to the Imperial
Palace. Shall I ever forget that night?
About mid-night I was taken into a long courtyard, lit up by a thousand torches

held by soldiers. In the center was a reclining chair. I was seated near it. First
they brought out the interpreter who had betrayed me. He begged and wept, but
they laid him on the chair and bound him, and then a man came forward with a pair
of priers. Forcing his mouth open, the executioner seized hold of his tongue and
tore it out by the roots, showing it dripping with.blood to the whole assemblage and
saying it was the tongue of one who had talked too much. Then they laid the un-
fortunate man face downward on the reclining chair, and with one blow of a sharp
sword his head was separatedfromlhis body. The head rolled ftmy very feet and
the dying eyes'gave me their last, look.
But this was nothing, for shortly after they led but my beautiful "Child of the
Moon." They placed her-face 'downward on the reclining chair and: I thought they
were about to take her head off. I was'already bound and gagged so that I could
neither speak nor move. I would then have.given my life for one instant of free-
dom. As they placed-her upon the chair she turned her eyes to iime and gave me a
farewell look. Then the same man who had killed the -interpretei came forward,
took -the shoes off the little feet and seized a long, thick willbw stick. With this he
struck blow after blow on the soles of those delicate feet. I shall never forget the
shrieks of agony which soon sank:to groans and then to silence, for at the twentieth
blow she was dead. I fainted at the horrible sight.
When I came to my senses I found myself in my bed in my own palace, and I
wondered whether this had not been some horrible dream.. But the next morning a
new interpreted came to my bedside and told me it was al- true, and he added that
it probably would not have happeied if I had not incurred the enmity of some of the
priests when I refused to kneel at'the feet of the Emperor on my first introduction
to the Court. They persuadMd'him that the love of a Chinese maiden of the imperial
family for a Mussalman had made some of the Gods angry, and unless she were sac-
rificed,.,pisfortunes would happen to the country.
S From that time forth I lived secludedin my palace. The Emperor endeavored
to palliate me by sending many rich presents which I returned. Once only every
year I attended his levee, and after nodding so many times, retired. When the time
came to return I started on my journey without requesting any further audience, and
arrived here only a few days since."
"Your story is a sad one, Mehemet-Ali," said the Caliph Saladin, "but you
have been a perfect Embassador. Would that all our Embassadors at other Courts
had done as little as you, and my relations with some of my neighbors would be
more pleasant than they are now. But I shall hereafter abolish my embassy to China
and keep the money it costs in the treasury."

They all parted that night intending to meet again the next, but in the morning
there came news from the seat of war making it necessary that the Emperor Saladin
should leave immediately for his army. There were some stories still to tell, and so
an appointment was made a year hence in Bagdad, and all of the seven sons promised
to be there. The reasons why some of them failed and why some of the stories
were never told will appear later.

Every morning, noon and night Arch-
bald Barnard of Southampton, on Long
Island, used to feed his many hens him-
S self. He was a generous farmer, so he
/ gave them plenty, and it was remarked
l for miles around there was no finer
flock than he had on his place.
The last hatching that Fall had only
Turned out four, and even of these two
:' : died, so that there remained but two.
--- Of these Archibald was very careful,
0I," and they grew up to be good chicks.
i But while one was always willing to
S' make way for the other and share its
Food, the second one whenever it found
a good, warm, sunny spot, or something
Extra toothsome in the shape of an insect
or bit of meat, used to keep it to itself and
never call its companion to share the
Snice morsel. Winter came on and
There was no more green grass nor
worms, and Archibald, the farmer, was
the more particular in feeding his fowls
regularly. Every time he brought out the grain in a great measure, he would seize a
handful at a time, and first throw it in one direction and then the other, so as to sat-
isfy them all. The selfish chicken never saw anything but the last handful thrown
on the ground, and would rush first one way and then the other, wasting the whole
of the lot that was strewn, and not stopping for a moment to eat. Archibald threw
his feed quickly. The selfish hen was all the time running about looking for the
last handful, and never had time to pick up a grain. Occasionally it would get a
few small pieces which the other hens left on the ground when they had their craws
full and were satisfied

One evening in the middle of winter, the two chickens that had been hatched at
the same time were perched together, and in the
middle of the night the selfish one woke the
other up, and when the generous one asked
"What's the matter?" answered, "Why, the mat-
ter is that I feel very cold and hungry and mis- . -
erable. I dbn't know why it is, when all the 4 -_.
other cocks and hens seem to be so happy and
look so well fed."
"Well, said the generous chick, "the matter is that you are always running
round after everybody else's food, so that you get none of your own. Thus you are
thin, starved and cold, while I am full of grain up to the neck, and feel warm and
easy of mind. Why don't you imitate my example and stay in one place to feed ?
Everything comes to the hen who waits."
The next morning came, and when the selfish chicken saw each new handful of
grain thrown out, she ran after it and forgot the food that was on the ground.
That night she complained again, and the generous hen said, "Stick to me to-
morrow and you will see how much you will get by attending to your own business and
leaving your neighbors to attend to their own."
The selfish hen promised, and sure enough, by remaining still, got more grain than
she had ever had before. That night she thanked her sister chicken and added that she
had been a great fool all this time.
"No, it was not foolishness but selfishness," answered the generous hen. "You
always wanted the food of others in place of being satisfied with your own, and so
you got none."
After that the selfish chicken fed with the generous one, and found the advan-
tage of it. Yet she always took a full half more than her proper share, and thus,
instead of remaining thin got so fat in the spring that she was the first one in the
whole barnyard that farmer Archibald killed for his first green Sunday dinner.

YOUSSOUF had toiled for many years, but fortune was no nearer to him
than when he started out in life. Indeed it was further, for while in the beginning
he had a thousand Smyrna sequins that his father left him, he now had nothing
but the pack on his back, which was not worth more than fifty sequins; though as it
contained articles of little value in Asia Minor but which would sell dearly in Mecca
he had now started out across the desert in the hope of catching up with the last
caravan to the Holy City.
But his usual bad luck followed him. On the first night of his travels he heard
a lion roar and got up into a palm tree, so as to be in safety.. This lost him precious
time. He could not go far by day because the hot sun roasted his back, and he knew
that the caravan he followed must really be travelling quicker than he was.
But he promised himself a long jaunt on the second night. Here again, however,
his bad fortune, as he thought, came into play, for he heard wolves all around him,
and he knew he would be devoured unless he again concealed himself.
This time Youssouf found a small cave, in which he lay awake until near
morning, fearing the wild beasts would discover him. Nor was this fear foolish, for
on waking up he saw human bones strewn around the cave, which was evidently a
home of the lions in breeding time.
By this time Youssouf was so far behind the caravan that he began to wonder
whether he had not better turn back, for it was now almost hopeless to join it. He
realized now that all the nights would be precisely like those that had passed, for
the wild beasts of the desert naturally follow a big caravan in the hope of eating the
scraps left from the meals, or finding the carcass of some horse or camel that has

,died. Youssouf said to himself, knowing this country well, that the wild beasts
would always be between himself and the caravan he wished to join.
But how go back ? He was now short of provisions, and with the water he car
ried in two gourds slung across his back, was pretty nigh exhausted. The only
chance he had was to go on, and perhaps he might come across an oasis, or green
spot in the desert, which he knew to exist somewhere in these parts. So, weary and
despondent, he went on. The sun beat down heavily upon him, and he soon drained
what water he had left to the last drop.
About ten o'clock in the morning he fancied he espied some stumps of trees in
the distance, which he took to be the beginning of the oasis, and he shouted for joy.
But as he got nearer and saw nothing growing, he wondered what these could be, and
his curiosity was so strongly excited that he pushed on, forgetting both his hunger and
his thirst. Still, as he drew nearer, he could not make out what it was until all of
.a sudden, when he came within a hundred yards of these stumps, he saw what filled
him with astonishment and fear.
Standing upright on the desert sand were some forty or fifty human heads ap-
parently all of them looking straight at Youssouf. He could see no bodies, and the
sight so frightened him that he dropped his bundle and ran away. But he was still
more terror-stricken when he. heard his name called in a faint voice.


The poor, miserable, peddler stopped, and though still full of fear, he reasoned
with himself that whatever this vision was, he could not be worse off than he already
had been, and that at any hazard he would obey the call. So he turned back, and with
some degree of caution went towards the heads that dotted the sand. The nearer he

went, the more frightened he grew. but his head was stronger than his heart, and he
did not run away. Still, he had a very strong inclination to do so when he
heard his name pronounced again. He looked and saw a pair of eyes moving and a
mouth opening and shutting. The fright that came over Youssouf at this was so
great that it required a tremendous effort on his part to avoid sinking on the ground.
Yet he drew near to the speaking head and bent down toward it.
"Youssouf," it said; "I know you. We are all of us buried alive. My arms
are pinned to my side and I cannot move. Dig around me quickly."
But," said Youssouf, knowing that this was the method the Turcomans had of
executing their great criminals, I don't know whether I ought to."
Fear not the vengeance of the Turcomans, Youssouf," said the head. They
are gone and will not return. Rescue me, and your fortune is made."
Without further hesitation Youssouf began to dig the packed sand around the
shoulders of the buried man. After half an hour's work he had got his arms out,
and then the man helped himself. It was an hour before he climbed out of the hole,
very stiff and sore, where he had been so long helpless. The first thing he did was
to throw himself on Youssouf's neck and thank him. Then they went slowly to-
gether to all the other heads that appeared above the sand. With one exception
they were dead, and even before he could be rescued he had died too.
Then the young man, whose name was Selim, told Toussouf that he was the only
son of a Pacha. and had fallen in love with the daughter of Ben Kadir, the chief of
a Turcoman tribe. She loved him, too, but was refused him. So one night he came
with forty horsemen and took her by stealth, flying to the desert for safety. Un-
fortunately, one of his men ran over a woman, who uttered a piercing cry. The
whole tribe sprang to horse, and it then became a chase for life. The horses of the
Turcomans were the better on long stretches of desert sand, and he was overtaken
with his horsemen. Sooner than expose the girl to be wounded in the fight that was
to follow, Selim gave her up to her father. Then this unnatural parent put a dagger
to her breast, and swore that unless Selim surrendered without bloodshed, he should
pierce the heart of Gulnare, his daughter. Frantic with fear that the girl would be
sacrificed, Selim gave up his arms, as did his men, supposing it would be merely a
matter of a small ransom. In place of this the Turcomans had the horrible bar-
barity to bury them all alive, as if they had been the worst class of criminals.
After telling his story to Youssouf, whom he knew well, having often bought
various articles from his pack, Selim said :.
Now you have saved my life Youssouf, for which you shall be well rewarded
let us go on."

"Go on where ?" answered Youssouf. "We are in the midst of the desert, and
I was nearly dead from thirst myself when I came across you."
"What! no water ?" exclaimed Selim.
None," again answered Youssouf.
"And no food ?"
No food either."
And then Youssouf told Selim how he came to be in this place, all alone, and
without provisions.
"Well, no matter," said Selim. "Allah has not saved my life in this way to take
it again so speedily.
But both were now so exhausted, the one by his long journey, and the other
by his confinement in the sand, that they lay down to sleep.

Poor Youssouf dreamed of a large stretch of water, and rushed to it to quench
his thirst. When he had done so he saw a big fish rise to the surface and cast huge
pearls at his feet. He picked them up, and was so excited by thinking himself rich
that he awoke, and the wretched reality of his sufferings, without food or drink,
made him more miserable than ever. He closed his eyes again, and then there came
a great pain in his forehead.
On looking up he was astonished to see some monster sitting on his breast and
striking at his head. He rose up in [a fright, only to observe a great bird flap lazily
away from him." But his astonishment was increased when he saw the plain covered
by hundreds of such birds.
Youssouf then realized that they were enormous vultures, attracted by the odor
of the dead heads all around them. Youssouf ran to Selim to wake him, and he
was horrified to find that a vulture had already picked out one of the Prince's eyes.

Even then he had difficulty'in waking Selim, the latter having fainted. When a:
last Selim had come to his senses. Selim cried loudly at the loss of his eye. But
there was no help for that, the more so as Youssouf remarked :
What is the loss of an eye, when we shall, both of us, soon lose our lives."
Yet Youssouf was not of the kind to give up so easily, and for some time he sat
silently thinking. All at once he rose up and went cautiously a little way off. Then
unawares he seized one of the feasting vultures by the tail, and in spite of its:cries
ran with it to Selim, took out his dagger and cut the bird's head off. The stump of

the neck he put in Selim's mouth, who drank ravenously of the warm blood that
flowed from the body of the animal.
It was not a nice meal, but a starving man will take any food that will support
life. As Selim drank his strength came back, and very soon he was hunting more
vultures, which were too lazy to fly away. Youssouf himself satisfied his hunger
and thirst in the same way, and very soon both he and the Prince had fully recov-
ered their spirits.
It was now nearly night, and they determined together to seek the oasis which
Youssouf believed to be near. He began to think, too, that at last his bad luck had
left him, as, had it not been for the vultures neither he nor Selim.,ould ever have got
away from the dreadful spot where the wicked Turcomans had buried the Prince's
So they journeyed on and on, toward the East, walking all night long. Their
hearts often failed them, and their feet grew blistered by the sand. Toward morn-
ing Youssouf stumbled down a hill andfell at the bottom into a pool of water. This

was a great discovery, and they drank and drank of the blessed draught. Then they
waited for daylight, and when it came they saw a big snake enjoying a bath in the

pool.of water. After a little while the snake crawled on the land and set off in a
certain direction. Selim rushed' after to kill it, but Youssouf stopped him. "No,
no," he'said, let that snake live, for it will guide us better than we could do our-
selves. The snake lives on insects and herbs that are not to be found in the desert,
and must have come from the oasis."
So they followed on, closely observing the snake. Youssouf was right, for on
reaching the top of a sandhill they espied palm trees in the distance. Hurrying on
they came to a few tents, where they were treated with great hospitality, and feasted
on goat's milk, corn and cakes. The inhabitants of the oasis had some horses, and
on promise of a reward agreed to take Selim back to his father's city. Accompanied
by Youssouf he started off, and in two days saw in the distance the spires and min-
arets of the city he had left only a week before.
Tidings of the disaster that had befallen Selim had reached his father, who was
overjoyed when he saw his son alive and well, though lacking an eye, and he there
and then vowed vengeance on the barbarous Turcoman chief who had been the
cause of so much misery.
Indeed, the very next day he sent a messenger to the chief, saying that unless
he gave up his daughter.as wife to Selim, and two million sequins for having put to
death so many of his people, he should place himself at the head of an army and
raze the Turcoman town to the ground, killing all the inhabitants. The chief agreed
to give his daughter, but co -plained that two million sequins was more than he pos-

sessed. Many embassadors went to and fro between them, and it was finally settled
that the money penalty should be one million sequins and one hundred horses, all of
which Ben Kadir levied on his subjects, so that it did not much matter to him
after all.
Of this sum Selim and his father insisted that Youssouf should take a fullshare;
that is, half a million sequins and fifty horses. This was of course more money than
the poor peddler had ever dreamt of possessing, excepting when he saw the big
fish throw up the pearls on the sand. So he gave a very handsome marriage present
to the daughter of the Turcoman chief the day she was wedded to Selim of the One
Eye, and after that, a great feast, was given in his honor. Then he departed
for Bagdad, where he became in the end one of the richest merchants and a great
friend of the Sultan, having, indeed, charge of his treasury.
Youssouf was not ungrateful, for he founded a home where poor peddlers, ar-
riving in Bagdad, would be entertained and clothed until their business took them
away again.

IT was in the time when Caw the Thirty-first reigned over all the Long Island
orows that there was a big revolt against him and his authority. The young crows
did not like the way the laws were administered, and claimed that they were made to
do all the work, while the old crows had all the fun. Whenever a band of crows
settled down in a field in springtime to eat the dainty young germs of the corn or
wheat, the young ones were all put on sentry duty until the old ones had eaten their
fill; and whenever any one of them had been shot by the farmers or the hunters, the
whole blame was put on the young crows, so that lots of them had been executed.
Now, as is well known, by crow law, a sentry who fails in his duty is put to death,
if the charge can be proved against him, and that duty is to sit at the top of high
trees and give a warning to those that are feeding below if any danger comes.
Caw the Thirty-First had just called a General Court to try seven young crows,
who, during the previous Moon, had incurred this penalty. The Court was con-
vened, a lot of old crows were put on the jury, and naturally they brought in a ver-
dict of guilty against the accused.
Then arose a great hubbub. There were thousands of crows, young and old,
present from all parts of the Island, as well as some Flying Delegates from New
York, Jersey and Pennsylvania, and even as far as Ohio, who had'come to see how
justice was administered on Long Island. The High Court was held in dense woods,
not far from the borders of Lake Ronkonkoma, which was a pretty desert place
where there was not much fear of disturbance. So great was the noise made after
the sentence that King Caw the Thirty-First sent one of his personal attendants to
know what it meant.

Give us justice," cried one of the young crows, and then all the other young
crows cried "Caw Caw !" which in their language would mean "Hear! Hear !"
SSo the attendant of the.King' took the young crow who had spoken, accompanied
by a delegation, to the King, who was found perched in solitary dignity on the top
branch of -the highesttree in the neighborhood.

He demanded gruffly to know what it all meant, and Pink Eye, who was the
young crow selected as spokesman, said that they were getting tired of always being
on sentry duty, and hardly getting sufficient to eat to keep their wings black-then,
when anything happened, being condemned to death. We only ask," he continued,
that you modify the sentence of our seven young brothers, who, if they slept on
post, did so because they were tired out by the work given them to do."
"Very well," said King Caw the Thirty-First, "I will modify the sentence to
perpetual exile from Long Island."
That is almost worse than death," answered Pink Eye. Their homes, their
sweethearts and the fields they feed on are here. Have you no gentler mercy ?"
"No," said the King. "Death or exile. I have spoken."
Then he closed his eyes slowly and ruffled his feathers, which meant that the
audience was at an end.
Exile let it be, then, King Caw," exclaimed Pink Eye, but all of us will go
with the condemned, and leave here forever."
So Pink Eye went to the seven banished crows and told them of the decision of
the King, got them released under guard, and then made a speech to all the thou-
sands of other young crows around about, exhorting them to leave Long Island,
once for all.
Two days after there was not a crow under five years of age on all Long Island
They had gone away south to Maryland and Virginia and to the mountains of

It was not long before the old crows began to feel the sad results of the change.
Their eyes and ears were not as sharp as those of the younger crows, now absent, and
hardly a day passed that feeding birds were' not trapped or'shot, and the sentries
executed in consequence. The exiles knew the difference between a scarecrow, and
a man with a gun, five miles off, but the old ones were never sure. And so there was
great dissatisfaction everywhere.
Nor after two years were the young crows down South any happier. They
missed their green Long Island woods and the sweet, succulent young corn. The
best they could get where they were was coarse field corn, and the plains were cov-
ered with tobacco, which they detested.
One day Pink Eye, who was very unhappy, though he was the Prince of the
young crows, saw a little girl talking to her robin which was confined in a cage.
This gave him an idea, and in the afternoon when the little girl was away, he spoke
to the robin.
"Do you know Long Island ?" he asked.
"Don't I," sighed the robin. "I was born there."
Then Pink Eye told his story, adding that all the crows wanted to go back there
too, but nobody cared to act as envoy for fear of being put to death.
Now if you like, Robin Redbreast," he said, "to go to King Caw on Long
Island and tell him we wish to go back, though only on condition that we shall be
the equals of the old crows, I will come and open your cage to-morrow when you are
puit out in the sun."
The robin promised, and next morning Pink Eye came, pushed up the bar of
the gilt prison, and the robin hopped out. Having received his instructions, he flew
away just as his little mistress went to the balcony to take him in.
Of his trouble in getting all the way to Long Island I need not speak. Fortu-
nately, being early spring, he came across a flight of other robins going North and
travelled in their company. On reaching Long Island, the robin found out where
King Caw the 31st lived, and went to him at his winter palace, near East-Hampton.
There Caw held Court with five hundred other crows as old and miserable as.
When he heard the robin's story he grew very angry, and being most obstinate
and cruel, ordered the envoy to be confined, and put to death the next morning for
bringing so impudent a message. The poor robin knew not, at first, what to do. But
in years gone by he had learned many pretty, plaintive airs from an old man who
used to travel with a fiddle and and an organ all over the Island. So he sang all
night long. It touched the hearts of his guardians, and they consulted together.

It is a shame to put the robin to death," said one, "especially as he is an Em-
"And don't I wish Pink Eye and his young crows would come back," said an-
Yes, it would lighten our burdens," said a third,
"And why not," remarked a fourth. The King is the only one wishes other-
wise. We are tired of his tyranny. Let us put him to death."
"Death!" death!" croaked the others, and on the impulse, they pushed by
the sentries, rushed on Caw the Thirty-First, pecked his eyes out, and then finished
This death caused great excitement, but all the old crows were really glad of it.
They held a Convention the next day, and when it was proposed to call Pink Eye
back and make him King, everybody voted to do it.

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