Front Cover
 Front Matter
 Half Title
 Title Page
 Table of Contents
 A Chinese beauty and the beast
 A Scandinavian Jack the giant...
 An Egyptian puss in boots
 An ocean sleeping beauty
 Saaoud and his steed
 Valentine and Orson in Arabia
 A Persian Jack and the bean-st...
 Magnus and the white bear
 Little Sosana and her gold-wrought...
 A Japanese red riding hood
 Back Matter
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Title: Fairy tales in other lands
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Title: Fairy tales in other lands
Uniform Title: Beauty and the beast
Jack the Giant-Killer
Little Red Riding Hood
Puss in Boots
Sleeping Beauty
Jack and the beanstalk
Physical Description: 189 p., 4 p. : ill. ; 19 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Goddard, Julia, d. 1896
Cassell & Company
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Publisher: Cassell & Company
Place of Publication: London ;
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Publication Date: 1892
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Children's stories   ( lcsh )
Children -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
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Fairy tales -- 1892   ( rbgenr )
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Bldn -- 1892
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France -- Paris
Australia -- Melbourne
Statement of Responsibility: by Julia Goddard ; with eighty-six illustrations.
General Note: These stories originally appeared in "Little Folks"--P. 8.
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    Front Matter
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    Table of Contents
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    A Chinese beauty and the beast
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Full Text

Fairy Tales in Other,Lands. By JULIA GODDARD. Illustrated.

Great-Grandmamma. By GEORGINA M. SYNGE. Illustrated.

Robin's Ride. By ELI1NOR DAVENPORT ADAMS. Illustrated.
Rights. By MAGIE BROWNE. Illustrated.

Rights. By MAGGIE BROWRe. Illustrated.



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Author of Ursula's Stwmbling Block," Worth More than God'," &c









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[These stories originally appeared in



PEKOE was a Chinese mer-
chant; he traded in all
sorts of commodities, silk,
crape, nankeen fans, carved
ivory, and beautiful pieces
Sof porcelain. And his shop
was thronged with cus-
tomers from morning till
Night, for that which was
written up in large gilt
I i letters on a huge board which every-
one could see was perfectly true,
namely-- "POU-HOU,"
which means, "There is no cheating here."
Several who looked al the sign laughed
contemptuously, and said-
"Poo-ooh, we do not believe it."
But, nevertheless, it was quite true, whether they
believed it or not. Pekoe was an honest merchant, and

did not cheat at all. He was also very rich, and nobody
could tell how much money he had, but people nodded
so fast when they spoke of it that one expected to see
their pigtails fall off; and as for eyebrows, they rose
almost to the crowns of their heads with astonishment.
Pekoe had three daughters whose feet were smaller
than any that had ever been seen in China. Orange-
Flower, the eldest girl, had very small feet; Heart of
Roses, the second, had even smaller; whilst Pearl of the
Sea, the youngest, had the smallest of all. Pearl of the
Sea was her father's favourite, and anything she asked
him to do he would do for her willingly, as she knew
There was a square garden to Pekoe's house, and all
kinds of Chinese flowers grew in it, and made it look
very gay. There were plenty of China asters and
Japanese lilies, also a fountain and a small kiosk with
bells hanging round that tinkled pleasantly in the wind;
above all, there was a pool with goldfish in it, and a
bridge and two doves, and a willow-tree just as one sees
in the willow-pattern plate. The three daughters of
Pekoe thought it the most beautiful spot in the world,
partly because they were very happy in it, and partly
because they had never travelled from home, and knew
nothing about other places.
So it was that they were quite content with their
garden, and when Pekoe had it lighted up with lanterns,
and engaged a band of musicians to play upon the Pien-
king with its sixteen notes of stone, and the drums and


the bamboo flutes, and the bells, they felt as if it were
no other than enchanted land.
Pearl of the Sea and her sisters were very happy;
they had everything that they could wish for, and their
long vests were of the richest stuff and embroidery; and
as for their shoes, it is impossible to tell how fine they
were The girls had all long black hair rolled up and
fastened with gold pins and jewelled butterflies; they
had as many bracelets and bangles and rings and
jewellery as they could desire ; their fans might have
furnished a shop; whilst the gorgeous parasols their
attendants held over them were the handsomest that
could be procured.
ONE day, after Pekoe had been drinking tea with his
daughters, he said-
My children, to-morrow I go a long journey to buy
some merchandise; I shall see many fine things, and
whatever you ask for I ill bring."
"I do not want anything, I have all I wish for," said
Pearl of the Sea.
"Nonsense," said Pekoe; "I must bring you a
present. But your sisters may choose first."
I want a tortoiseshell cabinet inlaid with silver to
put my jewels in," said Orange-Flower.
"And I will have a porcelain vase painted in the
most beautiful manner possible," said Heart of Roses.
"Yes, my children, you shall have them," answered
Pekoe; and you, Pearl of the Sea ?"


( "No-
_I ~ thing," she
Sq "That will not
S do; I must bring
f you something."

S" Well," said
Sshe, "if you are
anywhere near the Great
Wall you may bring me
a bit of it, and then
I shall have something
that no one else in the city
/ / Pekoe nodded his head.
S" You shall have it, and a
WITH HIS DAThUIITES."' present besides."
"No, only a bit of the Great Wall. I don't care for
anything else."


PEKOE started early the next morning, and did not see
his daughters, as they were still fast asleep. When they
awoke their first thought was of their father's journey,
and of the presents he was to bring them.
"And why do you want a bit of the Great Wall,
Pearl ?" asked Orange-Flower.
"I don't want it."
Why did you ask for it ?"
"Oh, because I had to ask for something, and it
suddenly came into my mind."
"I wonder why it did ?"
"I don't know, but I've been dreaming of it all night,
and it seemed as if I heard hammers going and a voice
"Who chips the Wall
Shall have a fall."

"That's nonsense," said Heart of Roses, "for father
would not climb up to the top, he would just chip a bit
where he could reach. I am quite sure he would."
Yes," added Orange-Flower.
But Pearl of the Sea did not say anything, for the
voice seemed still humming in her ear-
"Who chips the Wall
Shall have a fall."

And she did not like it. If it would only be quiet
for a moment. But no, it went on, and it sounded
everywhere; it bubbled up from her cup of tea, and it


was singing in the spray of the fountain; the doves were
cooing it, the bells were ringing it, and it almost
deafened her. At last she said-
"I wish I hadn't asked for a bit of the Wall."

I. N -

4 .,
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AND where was Pekoe ?
He was busy with the merchandise, and was con-
gratulating himself that he should make great profits.
When all alone, at once he thought of his promise to


Pearl of the Sea to bring a chip of the Great Wall if he
were anywhere near it. But he should not be within
many miles of it, so he thought; when suddenly he gave
a start, for looking up he saw the enormous Wall
towering up within a stone's throw of him.
Pekoe was bewildered; he put his forefinger on his
forehead and became contemplative. He had never
seen the Wall there before. How did it get there?
Was it an illusion or was it the Wall? He went a little
nearer. Yes, there, towering straight above him, was
the Wall, twenty-five feet high. There was no other
wall of such a size. It must be the Wall
"Yes-no-yes, it is-it isn't, it must be-it can't be
-it's a mistake-and yet it's there, is it?" And he
drew nearer and touched it.
Yes, it was a wall.
The Great Wall! And he took out a knife. And
he began to chip and chip, but the wall was very hard.
At length he managed to chip off a small piece, which
he put into his pocket.
"I'll have a try in another place," said he, and away
he chipped; the stone was softer, it began to crumble,
two or three great pieces fell out, and it went on
crumbling and crumbling until there was quite a hole
in the wall
Oh, dear! Oh, dear! Pigtail of my ancestor
Whang! what a mess I have made!" ejaculated
And he was just turning away when another fall

of stones and dust almost blinded him; he felt a
hand upon the collar of his vest, and a loud voice
"Stop, thief! Stop, thief! Stop, I say!"
"I'm not a thief, I'm honest, I never cheat," said
Pekoe, struggling to get free, and thinking of the "Pou-
hou ". on his shop sign.
"Damaging the Imperial Wall is a capital offence,"
returned the voice. And Pekoe tremblingly looked
up, and beheld the ugliest Tartar he had -ever seen.
Mantchoo, Mongol, and all sorts of Tartars seemed to
be combined in this one in the ugliest manner; his eyes
blazed, his teeth glittered, his lips and nose were thick,
and his limbs were huge and misshapen.
You will have your hands and feet cut off, and
then your head, and there will be an end of you.
Perhaps you will be bastinadoed first, and the
executioners will have orders to torment you to the
utmost. It is robbery in the first degree and treason
besides. All your riches will be forfeited and your
children sold for slaves."
Pekoe groaned, and wished that he were back with
his daughters.
Ah, it is too late to groan! You should have
thought of this before you defaced the Wall. Out,
Tartars, out!"
And as the commander of the Tartars spoke, a
train of Tartars issued from the Wall. How they got
inside even Pekoe in his state of fear could not help


wondering. He thought there would never be an end
of them. And they circled round him and drummed
on their Tartar drums.
Oh, Pearl! Pearl! exclaimed the wretched Pekoe.
And still the Tartars issued forth. They had
scimitars at their sides, and beside their drums each
carried a lantern. There was one immense lantern,
however, which it required four Tartars to carry.
Get into the lantern," said the commander.
"But it's lighted," pleaded Pekoe.
"All the warmer for you," answered the Tartar;
"and if you take fire it will save the trouble of
beheading you."
"Oh, Pearl! Pearl of the Sea! what a penalty has
thy wretched father incurred for thee!" said the un-
fortunate merchant.
Pearl! repeated the commander; and pray, who
is it that is called Pearl of the Sea ?"
My daughter," replied Pekoe.
"Is she your only daughter ?"
No; I have three daughters, the prettiest little girls
in China," said Pekoe.
"Three daughters!" shouted the commander, "and
I have not one!"
Then followed a silence, during which several Tartars
endeavoured to push Pekoe into the lantern, the great
candle in which was flaming with a yellow glare
although it was daylight. Pekoe resisted manfully and
the commander desired his followers to desist.

"I want a daughter," said the Tartar. "Give me
Pearl, and I'll hush up the affair of the Wall so that
it shall never reach the ears of the Emperor at all."
Pekoe looked up at the Tartar, and he could not
help shuddering. Pearl of the Sea would be frightened
to death at the sight of so hideous a personage.
"Yes," said the
Tartar, meditatively
"I am excessively
ugly, but one can't
help one's looks.
Still, handsome is
that handsome does,
and I have no
doubt but that
f Pearl of the Sea
would become quite
fond of me. She
i j should have every-
lll thing she wanted.
JBut you shall go
with me and listen
Sto reason."
fAnd he pushed
e k. Pekoe into the
S-lantern, shut the
door, and called out
in a commanding


"March, Tartars, march and beat your drums,
The captive Pekoe with us comes."
Four Tartars took up the lantern, and Pekoe shrank
into a corner as far from the great
candle as he could get. Then there
was a great crash, and a rumbling and
a thundering, and Pekoe thought
that the whole of the /,/
Great Wall must be
falling down. The ,
daylight faded, and
there was another
crash and smash, and
then Pekoe, looking i'
through a small hole --
in the lantern, saw
that they were in a
lofty stone passage.

Wall! said Pekoe to -'
himself. "What a -
situation to be in,
with all my merchan- .___
dise outside! I am .
lost! I am ruined! APARTMENTS."
I shall never see my daughters again."
"Put down the lantern, let the man get out,
And in our Great Wall dwelling look about!"
thundered forth the commander.

And Pekoe, half dead with fright, stepped out of the
lantern and was ushered into a suite of apartments more
magnificent than he had ever seen before-rare carvings,
gold and silver tables, tortoiseshell cabinets inlaid with pearl
and silver, great porcelain vases, and treasures of all sorts.
Not a bad home for Pearl of the Sea," said the
commander. "All these treasures shall be hers."
"But it would be a prison," murmured Pekoe.
"Not at all; there's an outlet into Tartary, and she
shall scour the country on the finest horses."
Alas alas said Pekoe; "she would grieve herself
to death. No, I must submit to my fate."
"I don't see that at all," replied the commander. "I
am sure Pearl of the Sea would prefer living here to
letting her father have his head and hands and feet cut off.'
"She is a good girl," murmured Pekoe, "but she
must not-she cannot-be sacrificed."
"Sacrificed! pooh! nonsense! don't talk in that
foolish way," said the commander angrily. "You shall
go home and give her her choice, and if she does not
consent you must return here. I will send four of my
Tartars, and if you attempt to play me false they shall
cut off your head instead of waiting for the Imperial
executioner to do it."
",No," returned Pekoe, "I will not play you false.
But I will go home and bid my daughters farewell, and
then I will return and be delivered up into the hands of
the Emperor; perhaps he may have pity upon me."
The commander whistled impatiently.

"Vow," he said, "by the pigtail of thy ancestor
Whang, to return or send me thy daughter."
"I vow," said Pekoe faintly. And then, in the
custody of the four Tartars, Pekoe with his merchandise
journeyed to the city of Pekin.

"' -- ^^j^

THE three sisters were in the garden when Pekoe and
the Tartars arrived. They rose up joyfully and
embraced their father, but he, instead of seeming
delighted to see them, was greatly distressed, and the
tears ran down his cheeks.
"Oh! my children," said Pekoe, "I am a doomed


man I come but to say Good-bye.' In chipping off a
piece of the Great Wall for Pearl of the Sea I find that I
committed treason and robbery in the first degree, and
that I must be put to death for it."
Then Orange-Flower, Heart of Roses, and Pearl of
the Sea wept bitterly, but Pearl of the Sea felt the worst
as she remembered the words-
Who chips the Wall
Shall have a fall."
And this was the way in which it was coming to pass.
Then one of the Tartars advanced, and making a
salute, said-
"If Pearl of the Sea
Will go with me,
Her father shall be free."
Then the second Tartar spoke-
Our master is kind,
As she will find,
Though ugly is he,
As she will see."
Then the third advanced-
"He'll give her riches untold,
Gems, and the purest gold."
And the fourth Tartar said-
"She will her father save
From a cruel death and early grave."
Then they all spoke together, saying-
Come with us, Pearl of the Sea,
And let your father go free."
"That I will," said Pearl of the Sea, springing up.
"I'm not a bit afraid; the master of these Tartars is, I
dare say, better than he looks, or he would not have

"I WILL GO." 23
trusted our father to come to say good-bye to us. I
will go."
The Tartars gave a great shout.
"You shall not go," cried Pekoe, I will return."


But the Tartars replied-
That you cannot do, since the Flower of the city of
Pekin has decreed otherwise. She will go with us; the
lantern in which you journeyed hither will no longer
open to you. It is ready for the little maiden."
Then two great Tartars seized Pekoe and drew their

scimitars, threatening to cut off his head if he attempted
to prevent Pearl from going with them. And the two
other Tartars led the way to the lantern, which was in
the lower court of the house. It opened at once, and
instead of a great candle Pearl of the Sea saw a soft-
cushioned seat and silken curtains. She kissed her
sisters, and waved her hand to her father, saying-
Good-bye, good-bye, good fortune to all of us."
The door of the lantern closed with a snap; the
Tartars who held Pekoe gave him a push that sent him
tumbling to the farther end of the room. Then they
hastened to the lower court, shouldered the lantern, and
were out of sight before Pekoe recovered his breath.
So all that Pekoe could do was to sit down and
mourn that Pearl had been carried off by the Tartars.
But be did not dare to complain to anyone except his
daughters, for he knew well enough that, if it came to
the ears of the Emperor that he had made a hole in the
Great Wall, he would at once be led to execution, and
his property confiscated.


IT did not seem above a quarter of an hour to Pearl of
the Sea before she heard the Tartars hammering against
the Wall. Presently there was a loud crash, and the
door opened for her to step out, and she found herself
in a very splendid room hung with lanterns of the
strangest and most beautiful forms. Some were like

fiery dragons or glittering serpents, others like birds of
many-coloured plumage, others like baskets of flowers
and vases, and others again of ordinary shape, but
painted in the most costly manner.
She passed into the next room, which was even more
gorgeous than the first; then into a third, a fourth, a
fifth, but still she saw no one.
At last she came to a room of painted porcelain, with
a fountain in the middle of it, that rose out of a
porcelain basin wreathed with the sweetest roses. She
began to forget that there was such a person as the
hideous Tartar commander in her pleasure at all that
she saw.
She could hear the clash of the cymbals, and the
sound of the drums, but not loud thundering drumming
and fierce clashing, only a soft, soothing sound that had
also something inspiriting in it. She sank down on a
heap of cushions to listen to it, and suddenly perceived
that she was not alone, for close beside her sat a
pleasant-looking Chinese gentleman. He was keeping
time to the music with a little silver-tipped cane that he
held in his hand. He nodded and smiled at Pearl of
the Sea.
"Then," said she to herself, there is another
captive, and he is my countryman; that is good."
And she listened to the music.
After a time the Chinese gentleman spoke.
Are you Pearl of the Sea ? he asked.
"Yes," she replied, "I am Pearl, the daughter of

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Pekoe. Can you tell
me when I shall see
the hideous Tartar com-
mander ?"
Then the Chinese
gentleman laughed till
he almost choked, and his
pigtail went up and down
and round and round in
the most ridiculous man-
ner as he shook con-
Do you want to see
him ?"
"Yes and no," an-
swered Pearl. "I sup-
pose it is best to see
him at once and
know how ugly he
"Do you think I
am very, very ugly,
Pearl of the Sea ?"
"Oh, no, not at all!
You are quite as good-
looking as my father.
Perhaps you will let me
go with you to see the
commander ?"


That I will," said the Chinese gentleman.
"Let us go now," said Pearl of the Sea. I would much
rather go and see him at once. Is he far off ?"
"No, close at hand; if you will come across the
room, and then, having done so, look through that piece
of glass, you will see him. Come now and look."
Pearl arose and walked across the room, and peeped
cautiously; but when she did so she discovered that the
piece of glass was a mirror, and all that she saw was her
own face and that of the Chinese gentleman looking
over her shoulder.
He is not there," she said; "it is a mirror."
"He is there," said the Chinese gentleman. "I am
the hideous Tartar commander-at least, I was the Tartar
commander before you came to see me. But as soon
as the lantern was set down in the Hall of Lanterns,
I changed back into myself; that is," said the Chinese
gentleman, getting a little confused in his explanations,
" I am not really a Tartar, I am a Chinese; in fact, I am
your father's lost brother Chang, and you are my dear
little niece, and I am going to give you all the fine
things I have got because you have come and released
me from the enchantment that kept me here in the
form of a Tartar."
My uncle Chang!" exclaimed Pearl, our lost
uncle! then now we shall both be lost together."
Not so, Pearl of the Sea," returned Chang. "Now
that a little maiden has been willing to come and live in
the Great Wall with me, the enchantment under which


I suffered is at an end, and I am free to go where I
please. It is very grand in the Great Wall, but I think
it will be pleasanter to live in Pekin, where we shall see
your father and sisters, and all be happy together. So,
Pearl, we will make our entry into Pekin on the evening
of the Feast of Lanterns."
Pearl of the Sea clapped her hands. What a
beautiful ending the chip of the Great Wall was going
to have! It must have been for this ending that the
thought of asking for it came into her mind.
"We will take all of these beautiful things to put
into my palace at Pekin," said Chang.
"And the lanterns will be beautiful for the day of
the feast."
"Yes, they have been waiting a long, long time
for it; and there are thousands more stored away."
"But who will carry them ?"
My Tartars. It is the last service they will do for
me, and I shall give them the rooms in the Great Wall
and a great heap of gold and silver in return."
And they will be happy ?"

THE day of the Feast of Lanterns came at last. All
Pekin somehow had got to know that a great man was
coming to take possession of the new palace that had
been built. And they knew too that he would come in
great pomp and state.


And all Pekin was in a state of excitement, and when

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one man rushed wildly into the principal street waving
his lantern, shouting-
Hark! hark! I hear the Tartar drum,"
the whole population took up the cry-
Hark! hark! we hear the Tartar drum,
They come, they come, they come they come! "


And they did come.
The great train with the splendid lanterns moved
slowly along to the clash of the cymbals and beat of the
drums. Such a blaze of light and magnificence was it,
that though the city was brilliantly illuminated it faded
into dimness as the dazzling procession advanced.
But when Chang came in sight with the lantern
swinging to his long golden rod, and his emblazoned
name was seen, a cry went up-
Chang is found! Chang is found! The son of
Whang has returned to the city of his forefathers."
Chang Whang Who ?" exclaimed Pekoe.
" Chang 1" and he rushed into the crowd and struggled
to get a sight of the rider.
"Chang! Chang! It is my brother Chang! By
the pigtail of Whang, it is my brother Chang."
Chang turned at the voice.
Pekoe he exclaimed as he leaped from his horse.
And the two brothers embraced. Yes, it was Chang,
and with him Pearl of the Sea, who laughed and cried
as she greeted her father.
Orange-Flower and Heart of Roses were looking
through the grated windows to see the illuminated train
on its way to the new palace.
Just then Pekoe rushed in again, almost frantic with
joy. Eight Tartars with two huge lanterns came with
"Get in-get in !" cried Pekoe. We are all going
to the palace. There is a great banquet there-Chang

-Pearl-uncle-brother- sister ;" and here Pekoe's
breath failed him.
So Orange-Flower and Heart of Roses stepped into
the lanterns, and the Tartars marched off. Pekoe
walked in front, crying out-


Make way for the brother and nieces of the great
Then everyone made way, and said, moreover,
" Good fortune to the family of Chang."

AH! what a palace! Ah! what a banquet! Ah! what
excellent tea, and what happiness -for Pekoe and his
daughters, and for Chang also!

When the guests had all gone, Chang said to his
brother, "I wonder you did not recognize me."
"How could I when you looked so hideous ?"
"And my voice, could you not perceive a treble of
emotion in it ? "
Why, no," replied Pekoe. "You seemed in such
a passion that it sounded as if a lion or bear were
"I was laughing internally, I was so pleased to see
you, though I could not say so."
"I did not find anything to laugh at," said Pekoe.
No, no; of course not," said Chang. "But you see
now that it is a cause for rejoicing that you chipped off
a bit of the Great Wall. If it had not been for that we
should never have met again."
"That is all owing to Pearl of the Sea," answered
Pekoe. "No one else would have thought of wanting a
bit of the Wall."
Pearl of the Sea is a real pearl," said Chang; she
is better than all the pearls in the Persian Gulf. If it
had not been for her I should have remained a hideous
Tartar commander for ever and ever."


iN-:'E upon a time, far up
S E r ia rongst the snow and
M i,". at no great distance
tih)m the North Pole,
there resided a boy named
S' Jan. He had a father
n id mother, and brothers
'-f. '. Lad sisters, and their
%T l:ouse was built of hard
S ,A ow, polished like mar-
~' I'l- ie, with ice pillars as
l clear as crystal. Snow-
1 white petrels skimmed
Il" rough the air and
hovered about the great
icebergs. Sometimes Jan would try to catch these, or
kill them by hitting them with hard snowballs.
At such times the petrels would gaze at him
mournfully, and once the oldest of them said to him-

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"Leave us alone and war with the giants."
Now this was an idea that had never occurred to Jan
before, and he pondered over it, and wondered whether
it would be possible for him to do so. He did not say
anything about it, as he knew his brothers would laugh
at him.
The wealth of Jan's father lay in his flocks and herds,
and these were rapidly decreasing under the raids of the
giants who lived in those parts; and Jan looked sad
enough as he leaned against one of the ice pillars. His
father and brothers were moody and troubled, and his
mother and sisters were weeping.
"There won't be a sheep, or an ox, or a deer left,"
said the father.
My good cows !" sobbed the mother.
My little goat !" sobbed Fenia, the eldest sister.
Father," Jan said, "if you will give me the sword
that hangs on the wall, and the snow-shoes that my
great-grandfather wore, and a stout belt, and the horn
mounted in silver that is only blown at harvest-time, I
will go and kill these giants, and then we shall live in
peace and safety."
As Jan ended his speech his brothers burst out
laughing ; it seemed so absurd to all of them that a
little fellow like Jan should think of encountering the
giants, who were known to be twelve feet in height,
though no one had ever yet seen them.
And where shouldst thou find them ?" asked the
o 2


Trust me for that," replied Jan.
"Thou art too conceited, Jan," said his father.
"I am no babe," returned Jan, I am a well-grown
lad, and if you will give me what I ask I will rid the
Northland of these monsters."
The brothers laughed louder than ever, and the
father said-
Hold thy tongue, Jan," and turned away.
Then the brothers crowded round Jan, saying-
Here is the giant-killer Here is the wonderful Jan
the sword-wielder-the horn-blower-the swift runner!"
And again they laughed.

BEFORE very long another raid was made whilst Jan,
and his father and mother, and brothers and sisters were
asleep; and when they awoke they found that, like Bo-
Peep, they had lost all their sheep.
Do let me have what I asked for," said Jan; "and
then I will go and kill the giants."
Then the father took down the sword and the snow-
shoes, and a long leather belt; and Jan girded them
on as though he were quite accustomed to them. The
father also gave him the polished horn, which Jan thrust
into his belt. The snow-shoes were very large-one of
them six feet long, the other a little shorter; and Jan
knew they would carry him up and down hill fleetly.
He was not wrong, for after taking leave of the family
he was soon out of sight.


AH! how swiftly Jan went along through the beautiful
country, with its lakes and mountains; out of breath
with gliding up the hills and slipping down on the other


side, and he paused to take breath in the middle of
a dark frozen pool with tall pines growing round it.
Where was he going? And where should he find the
giants ? That he did not know; he had only a vague
idea that the North Pole was the point to make for.
As Jan looked round more carefully he saw that


beside each pine-tree crouched a huge grey wolf, doubt.
less belonging to one of the giants.
In that moment Jan felt for the first time in his life
that ihe wa a


wolves advanced to the edge of the pool, making
an unbroken circle round it. Then, at a signal
from one of the leaders, they stepped upon the ice,
making a narrower circle of two deep. Nearer again

they came, making a circle of three deep, then four,
then five, six, seven deep, and at last came so near
and the circle was so deep that it seemed to Jan as
though there were fto circles at all, only a mass of
wolves' heads.
Then he drew the horn from his belt, and began
to blow such soft, sweet notes that the wolves stood
still and listened attentively. Their eyes lost their
savage glare, their mouths closed, and a milder ex-
pression came on their faces.
Jan played on, marching along slowly to the opposite
side of the pool, the whole herd following.
Suddenly he turned. Who's your master ?"
"Grimnerskrimner;" and the wolves began to growl,
and sprang towards him
Again Jan blew his horn, and the growls ceased.
"Where does he live? asked Jan.
Again came the low growls, and Jan saw that if he
wished to be safe he must go on playing. Therefore, he
asked no more questions, but went on, followed by the
wolves. Suddenly he perceived a cavern running a long
way into the earth, with a narrow passage at the other end*
Now, as Jan was a hero, he made up his mind at once
what to do, and moreover knew that he should do it.
Still playing on his horn, he entered the cavern, followed
by the pack of wolves. Boldly he marched on through
the lofty cave and through the narrow passage-too
narrow for more than one wolf to pass along at a time.
When he came to the outlet he stepped lightly outside,

having his horn, on which he ceased not to blow, in his
left hand, and his drawn sword in his right.
And as the first wolf emerged he cut off his head at
one stroke, kicking its body aside so as to get it out of
the way of the next wolf. This he served in the same
manner, to make way for the third; this for the fourth;
and so on, and so on, until the whole of the ten hundred
wolves were killed, their bodies lying in a heap on one
side, their heads on the other, and Jan standing some-
what exhausted beside them.
And Jan, being a hero, now looked about in search of
a new adventure.
He had not long to wait; he heard a heavy tread in
the distance, and saw a colossal figure advancing. Also
he heard a terrible voice exclaim-
Who has killed my hunting pack ? This then was
the giant Grimnerskrimner.
I have," replied Jan boldly; and I shall do yet
more wonderful things than this."
You ?" said the giant; "why, I can scarcely see you.
I- could crush you at once with my foot, only I should
like to see what you can do. You shall go home with
me and amuse me whilst I have my supper, and then I'll
kill you m the morning."
So saying, he lifted up Jan with his finger and
thumb, and took him into his castle that was built of
rocks and .stones. In the kitchen Jan saw ten of his
father's sheep and two oxen being roasted before an
enormous fire.

The giant sat down by the fireplace, and his wife put
one of the oxen on a trencher beside her husband.
There were already on the table a barrel of mead, a huge

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loaf, and a pie that would have held Jan and several of
his brothers.
Perhaps the giant guessed what Jan was thinking of,
for he said meditatively-
"Yes, you shall be baked in a pie. Wife, do you
hear ? you shall make some pie-crust to-morrow, and
bake this lad under it."

The wife was a miserable-looking woman, as giants'
wives generally are. She was very much afraid of her
husband, and was inclined to take part with his victims.
Grimnerskrimner began to eat and drink,~and threw
a piece of meat to Jan, which he ate with an appetite,
having had nothing since he left home. After which the
giant said, Now show me what you can do."
Jan climbed nimbly up the table-leg, and standing
on the table, drew his sword, and deftly cut the loaf into
four quarters; then turning to the ox, he divided it into
half a dozen pieces directly.
Grimnerskrimner opened his eyes widely.
You are pretty strong for your size; you know how
to use your sword."
And my belt too," returned Jan, unwinding it from
his body, and fastening it to a rope that was dangling
from a great beam.
What's that for ?" asked the giant.
"You shall see me hang myself and cut myself
down," said Jan; "it's a capital trick."
So Jan made a running noose at one end of the belt,
and let the belt swing for awhile. Then he darted for-
ward, thrusting his head into the noose, contriving, how-
ever, to hold it with his hand so that it should not slip
and strangle him. Then he jerked his body about,
turning one or two somersaults, and finally, flourishing
his sword above his head, cut the rope, and he and his
belt fell.
Grimnerskrimner was delighted.

"I can do that," said he. "Wife,. bring me my
leather band."
When it came, the giant made a slip-knot in the
manner that Jan had done, and after some unwieldy
plunges, darted his head into the noose, when Jan, who
was watching closely, suddenly pricked his leg with the
point of his sword, which caused Grimnerskrimner to
start and give a kick: this had the effect of tightening
the band round his throat, and the more he endeavoured
to release himself the tighter the band was drawn, and
in spite of all his struggles he could not free himself.
His face went quite purple, and Jan let him hang there
until he thought he was quite dead; but lest there
should be any fear of his coming to life again, he piled
up several wooden chairs, and mounting on the topmost,
he, with his wonderful sword, smote off Grimner-
skrimner's head.
The wife came running in to see what was the
matter, and did not appear at all sorry to find that her
husband was killed. She seemed, however, afraid for
Jan, for she said-
"Oh dear oh dear! he has a brother worse than
himself, who is sure to avenge him. Alas! alas! you
foolish lad; go home whilst there is time, for Hymirymir
is sure to make an end of you if you stay here. I
will harness our fleetest reindeer to a sledge for you.
You need only whisper in his ear 'Home! home! flee
home!' and he will then take you there directly."


THE reindeer was harnessed, and Jan packed his pos-
sessions into the sledge, and stepping up to the rein-

EY E And the deer, he patted
e a him and whis-
wife threw up hpered something
in his ear. But
it was not "Home i home!"
S on the contrary, it was,
_____ "To Hyrnirymir speed
aREY riIuRE." And the reindeer sped
like a shot; and the giant's
wife threw up her hands in dismay, shrieking-


"The deer is false! the deer is false!"
But the reindeer was not false; he flew along in the
very direction that Jan had commanded, and before long
Jan saw in the distance a great grey figure sitting upon
huge blocks of ice, whilst around him polar bears of an
enormous size were gamboling.
It is my brother's reindeer," said Hymirymir, for he
it was. What news ? what news, little lad, what news ?
Speak up, for I am, very deaf."
Then Jan sprang from the sledge and clambered up
the slippery blocks of ice until he was on a level with
the giant's head. Then he blew three loud blasts on his
horn, which caused the giant to start up, saying-
"Who could have thought that such a little fellow
had such a loud voice ?"
For he did not perceive that Jan had a horn with
him. And Jan, keeping himself out of sight, which he
was able to do, as Hymirymir was not only naturally
unwieldy, but also so stiff with the cold that he could
not move easily, continued to blow unearthly blasts that
quite distracted the giant.
"I have come from your brother's castle," said Jan
through the horn.
"Has he sent me any oxen, or sheep, or kids? I'r
tired of living upon whales. It's whale soup, and whale
chops, and whale steak, and I'm longing for a little meat."
"There's lots wasting in your brother's kitchen,"
answered Jan; "but his wolves are all dead, so they'll
never go hunting again."

"Dead, do you say? Who killed them ?"
"I did," said Jan; "they came and took our sheep
and cattle."
"Aha!" replied Hymirymir sharply, "so you're one
of the people from the south ? But, let me tell you, we
giants shall eat up yourselves as well as your flocks if
you don't keep us properly supplied with what we want.
And as for you, I shall let my bears loose upon you, and
they'll soon hug you to death; so just take care of
yourself, for you will find that no one else will do so
for you."
And Hymirymir gave a low whistle, and up started
what Jan had taken for heaps of snow, but which
proved in reality to be great white polar bears.
"Hug'! hug! hug!" said the giant, at the same time
giving Jan a kick that sent him sprawling right into the
midst of all the growling animals.

"Hug! hug! hug!
Eat him up
For your sup-
Pers, for he
Will kill me
With voice shrill,
Hug and kill!
Let the rash lad feel the wrath
Of the Giant of the North."

But again Jan was playing sweet tunes upon his
horn, and the bears were listening attentively. They
were sitting on their hind-legs and shaking each others'

fore-paws as if a spirit of universal brotherhood were
animating them.
But to Hymirymir the sounds were most discordant,
and maddened him to that degree that he rushed in
among the bears, kicking and cuffing them.
All at once Jan ceased playing, and as he did so the
bears began to growl; but they were not angry with
him, but with the giant, who had led them a hard life
for some time. Jan blew a few hunting-blasts, and
then the bears again became excited. They raged and
fought, and the giant fought. He knocked a score of
them over, but the more he knocked down the more
seemed to rise up on all sides. Jan could not tell where
they came from; the plain, the ice-rocks, the frozen sea
were covered with them, and they kept coming and
coming. Jan sheltered under a projecting block of hard
snow, and watched the struggle.
Hymirymir cried out-
"Treason! treason! treason! Would you kill your
master? But you can't, you stupid brutes-no bear's
paw can hurt Hymirymir."
"Oho! is that it?" said Jan, unsheathing his long
sword; and blowing his horn as loudly as he could, he
was soon in the midst of the fight, urging on the bears,
who, though they could not kill Hymirymir, could
harass him very much. Jan too hacked away at his
legs, and at length the giant fell to the ground, when
Jan, leaping upon him, plunged his sword into his heart,
so that he died instantly.


When the bears saw that Hymirymir was indeed
dead, they stood still, and one of the elder ones
advanced respectfully towards Jan, saying to him-

NO HA4 A !---i O

f-U--, --;i- -i------

We thank thee, 0 --
youthful stranger, for ridding the snow regions of a
And at that moment Jan felt quite a hero, and
bowed with much dignity to the bears, saying-
"Grimnerskrimner have I killed, Hymirymir also

have I killed; but there is yet another, an elder
brother; if you will tell me where to find him, the third
and last tyrant shall be killed also."
"It's Thrymmer the Ice-bound," said a pert young
bear; "he holds on by the North Pole, and has a lot of
geysers round him. We'll take you up to him; get into
your sledge, and we'll show you the way."

So Jan got into his sledge, having first whispered in the
reindeer's ear-
To Thrymmer quickly flee."
And, followed by an immense concourse of polar
bears, he was drawn over the hard snow and sharp ice,
whilst the air grew colder and colder. He had never
imagined that the air could be so cold; it seemed to
freeze him up, and he rubbed his hands, and his face,
and his ears, and his nose, for he felt certain that he
should get frost-bitten, and have to return home without
any prominent features.
"Growl, growl, growl!" such a growling the bears
made as they came in sight of a tall white shadowy
figure, clinging to a huge pole that protruded from the
earth. But Jan was not the least afraid.
"That's Thrymmer, and that's the North Pole, and
the reason travellers find such difficulty in discovering
it is that he won't let anyone go near it, and is always
covering it up with mists and fogs and impenetrable ice."
Jan drew nearer. Thrymmer was a very miserable-

looking giant; he looked very cold and very forlorn.
As the bear had said, the geysers were spouting up all
round him, though somehow Jan felt that they had no
business there.
He's had them brought here so that he may always
have hot water," said Jan to himself
Thrymmer heard the remark, and answered it.
"Anyone would like hot water," said he, in a
quivering, quavering voice, "if they were as cold as I
am. I am washing my hands and face all the time to
keep them warm till I've almost washed them away."
As Jan looked more carefully at him he perceived
that this was the case; his eyebrows had gone, and but
little remained of his nose, whilst his mouth was so thin
that his lips scarcely could be seen. His hands, too,
showed all the bones, and his fingers tapered away to an
extreme point.
I shall have no face and no hands in time, I know
it," said Thrymmer, dolefully. And yet, in spite of his
opinion, he began to wash himself in the boiling water
of the geyser.
It is so very comfortable," he added.
Jan looked at him in a doubtful manner. He was
such a poor, wretched old giant that he felt it would not
be a deed of heroism to kill him. Besides, he did not
seem to do anyone any harm.
"What have you come here for ?" asked Thrymmer.
Jan hesitated, but he knew that the one great duty
of a hero was to speak the truth.

"Well," he said, after another pause, "the fact is
I have killed your brothers, Grimnerskrimner and
Hymirymir, and I am here for the purpose of killing
you; for I am Jan the Giant-killer."
"Ha!" said Thrymmer-and his face looked more
washed out than ever-" then you have killed two of the
greatest tyrants that ever lived, and I can't say I'm
sorry for it. On the contrary, I am rather glad, for I
shan't have to live at the North Pole any longer. They
put me here to be out of the way, because I was so old
and weak."
"You won't kill him," whispered the largest polar
bear; "he's such a poor old fellow. Play him a tune."
And Jan blew softly on his horn a sweet, silvery tune
that echoed through the blue ice-rocks, and floated far
away up towards the rosy-flushed skies.
And lo! as Thrymmer heard it he shrank down and
down, and the North Pole with him, until Jan thought
they would disappear into the earth. The North Pole
did, and has never been seen since; but just as Jan
thought Thrymmer was going as well, a wonderful
change took place, and instead of the washed-out,
decrepit giant, there stood a youth dressed in white
bear-skins, with a fur cap on his head, and a great pair
of snow-skates. His face was fresh and rosy, and all his
features were perfect, and his hair glittered like gold.
When the bears saw him they uttered cries of
delight, for he was none other than their old master, the
Spirit of the North.


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sword or spear or bow,
but through the energy of purpose that brought you
here, and by the sweet, persuasive eloquence breathed
through your horn. Now go home, and live henceforth

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in peace and safety, for the days of the giants are over,
and your flocks and herds will be troubled no more.
Moreover, I will do all in my power to repair the damage
that has been done. Ho! reindeer, ho!"
And the reindeer trotted up, and Jan, not displeased
at the turn things had taken, got into the sledge.


"Home !" said he.
"Home!" echoed the Spirit of the North, waving his
hand; "and may joy for ever be yours."
These words were still ringing in Jan's ears when he
found himself once more beside the palace built of
polished snow, with the ice-pillars in front. His father.

his mother; his sisters and brothers, rushed out to meet
him, shouting-
"Welcome, welcome, Jan the Giant-killer!"
For the tidings of Jan's exploits had been brought
to Jan's father by some ravens. Fenia, too, had heard
the swans on the fiords singing of it. And, besides, the
wind had wafted home the sound of his horn, and the
father knew the thrill of triumph in its notes, and
rejoiced accordingly.
And somehow, from somewhere, great herds of cattle
and sheep were driven into Har's pastures when all the
family slept. These must have come from the north,
perhaps even from Thrymmer, but that no one could
tell. Suffice it to say that all the giants of the north
were slain, and all the northern people were proud of
their brave young countryman, Jan the Giant-killer.


USS in Egypt! Yes, and a
wonderful puss enough; and
if there had only been a Mar-
quis of Carabas, perhaps this
puss might have worn boots
and shot rabbits, and insisted
upon the reapers telling the
S king that the fields they were
reaping belonged to the Mar-
quis of Carabas.
"WHERE DO YOU COE POM? But this Egyptian cat was
ASKED ABDALLAb." a more wonderful cat than
the Puss in Boots that one has heard of from child-
hood, for she had once been worshipped by the old
Egyptians, and when she died had been made into a
mummy, which, perhaps, accounted for a sort of stiffness
about her joints that she could not get rid of, and
which caused a certain clumsiness of movement not
appertaining to ordinary cats. This awkwardness was
somewhat increased by the cat's wearing a pair ol
ancient yellow slippers some sizes too large for her.


A cat in slippers !
Where do you come from ?" asked Abdallah, raising
himself on one elbow, and gazing at the strange
Abdallah was stretched full length upon the ground,
howling dismally because of the great misfortunes that
had befallen him. He had lost his father, his mother,
his brothers, his sisters, his home, and all the belongings
that might have been his. The Nile and the crocodiles
had taken them, and he was gazing over the placid
waters dotted with palm-trees, and uttering doleful yells.
Where do you come from ?" he asked again.
"I come from the tombs," replied the cat in a
sepulchral voice. "I have been a mummy for three
thousand years, and it is but fair I should see a little
of life again."
Abdallah ceased howling; he raised himself into a
sitting posture, still gazing at the cat. He was but a
youth of tender years, and his impulse was to flee from
this unearthly creature. Surely, incommoded as she
appeared to be by the large yellow slippers, he could
out-distance her. So he sprang up without delay, and
though he had nowhere to go, he turned and fled.
"Pooh!" said the cat, keeping up with him, though
in a somewhat shambling fashion. "Pooh! What is
the use of running away when I have come on purpose
to help you ?"
But Abdallah, panting fearfully and overcome by
terror, continued his flight.

"Pooh said the cat again. "The Cadi will take
you for a runaway."
At this Abdallah suddenly stopped, for he remem-
bered that he had been summoned to appear before the
Cadi at a certain hour, two Hadji having solemnly
declared that he was the son of one of their saves.
One must be swearing falsely," said the Cadi.
But though Abdallah knew that both were doing so,
he knew also that it was a matter of little moment, as
he should certainly be delivered up to one of them.
The Cadi would never believe on his word that both
could be wrong.
And there's no one left belonging to you ?" observed
the cat.
"No one," answered Abdallah.
And there's nothing in the world belonging to you ?"
All the better," returned the cat. "I will be father,
mother, family, friends, and fortune to you all in one
if you will do as I direct, and make no demur at any-
thing I say. And by doing so you will find yourself
better off than you ever were in your life."
By this time they had reached the gates of the
city, which a train of loaded camels was wearily passing
The cat in slippers advanced, and gazed steadfastly
at the leader, and then she said to him-
"Where do you come from ? and what are you ?"
"0 cat in slippers!" replied the leader, trembling

somewhat at finding himself face to face with a cat
gifted with human speech, "I am a merchant, and my
camels are laden with the products of Nubia: ebony,
sandal-wood, mats, and precious gums. I have also
fine silks from Damascus, and spices from Arabia"

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"Then," said the cat, you must go to the Cadi, and
tell him that all the merchandise you bring is tribute
from the Sheik Hamed, for the sake of his grandson
The merchant prostrated himself on the ground
before the cat.

"0 cat in slippers! I shall be ruined if I do so. The
worth of the baggage is many thousands of piastres."
"And that he hath sent to the Cadi the fleetest of
his camels," continued the cat.
0 cat in slippers! spare me," implored the merchant,
continuing his salaams and prostrations.
"Do as I command you," said the cat austerely.
"Obedience brings its reward, and disobedience its pun-
ishment. Dare to disobey, and vengeance shall be
mine! Have I been worshipped by thy remote fore-
fathers, and have I been a mummy for three thousand
years, and all to no purpose?"
When the merchant heard these words he rose up
sorrowfully, and led his train of camels, with their
costly burdens, through the principal streets to the
Cadi's residence. There he halted, and having obtained
admission he, after a profound obeisance, folded his
arms on his breast, and spoke as follows:-
0 most mighty Cadii the Sheik Hamed begs you
to accept the treasures wherewith his fleet camels are
loaded, and to take also as a gift the camels themselves,
who are swift as the winged ostrich or the strides of Time.
He beseeches you to honour him thus far for the sake
of his grandson Abdallah, for whom he asks your favour."
The Cadi was lost in amazement at the magni-
ficence of the present, which he graciously accepted.
And the unfortunate merchant hastened to a poor
lodging, where he threw himself on a pile of cushions,
and spoke no word for four-and-twenty hours,

"That is well done," said the cat to Abdallah, who
was even more surprised than the Cadi And as they
passed through the city, Abdallah heard on all sides of
the splendid tribute just paid by the Sheik Hamed, of
whom he had never heard before. Coming to a bazaar,


the cat and Abdallah looked round to see what there
might be for sale. There were wares of all kinds, some
useful, some ornamental, some very beautiful. The
cat fixed her eye upon a shawl of gold embroidery

enriched with pearls, so precious that no one could
afford to buy it.
This shall be the next offering," said the cat.
"But I have no money; I cannot pay for it," replied
"That is of no consequence," returned the cat.
"Have I been worshipped by thy remote forefathers, and
been a mummy for three thousand years, to no purpose ?"
Then, turning to the trader, she asked the price of
the shawl.
Three millions of piastres," was the reply.
"Pooh ejaculated the cat contemptuously. "Three
thousand i Think you I am to be cheated ?"
The trader looked indignantly at the cat, and flung
the shawl far away into a corner, where was a pile of
mats and carpets. Then he joined some other sellers,
and they all talked vehemently together, and looked
angrily at the cat and Abdallah, putting their hands
occasionally on the hilts of their long knives, until
Abdallah became so frightened that he besought the cat
to leave the bazaar.
"Pooh!" said the cat. "What do I care for their
anger: I who have been a mummy ? "
But Abdallah, not having been a mummy, felt very
Presently the shawl-dealer came stealthily across to
where the cat was standing.
"Two millions of piastres," he whispered; and that,
0 cat in slippers! is not the half of its value."


"Pooh!" answered the cat. "One million is more
than it is worth."
Again the shawl-dealer retired and talked angrily
with his companions, darting fierce looks at Abdallah.
Then again he moved forward.
"Is it a bargain, 0 cat in slippers ?" he whispered.
This is the bargain," returned the cat: "thou shalt
take this shawl to the Cadi, and shalt say to him, The
Sheik Hamed sends thee this shawl for the sake of his
grandson Abdallah.'"
"And who is to pay the million of piastres ?" asked
the dealer.
"Do as I command thee, or it shall be the worse for
thee," replied the cat. Have I been worshipped by
thy remote forefathers, and have I been a mummy for
three thousand years, and all to no purpose?"
When the dealer heard that the cat had been a
mummy, he drew back with reverence and made a
low salaam, trembling even as Abdallah had trembled.
Then he consulted with his companions once more,
and they no longer looked fierce; but, overcome with
awe, fell on their knees, saying-
"It is just and right, 0 cat in slippers! It shall be
as thou dost command."
Abdallah thought to himself that there was no
justice in the matter; however, being as much in fear of
the cat as of the dealers, he said nothing, and waited to
see what came next.
To his surprise the shawl-dealer set out a little table

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with cups of coffee, of which not only the cat, the dealer,
and himself partook, but the other dealers also.
After this the shawl-seller carried the shawl to the
Cadi, presenting it from the Sheik Hamed for the sake
of his grandson Abdallah, for whom he desired the
Cadi's favour.
The Cadi was overcome by the splendour of this
second gift; and he called together those who were
around him, and asked-
"Who is this Abdallah? And who is Sheik
Hamed ?"
But no one could tell him, as no one had ever heard
of them.
The cat and Abdallah, having left the bazaar, strolled
along the streets, and soon met an Arab leading a horse
covered with gorgeous trappings. Crowds followed to
look at the beautiful creature, whose size, strength, and
speed were said to exceed those of any horse in the
world. Vast sums had been offered for it, but the Arab
had declined to sell it.
The cat paused to look at it.
"Yes," she said meditatively, "it is a splendid
creature. The Cadi shall have it."
Abdallah glanced wonderingly at the cat, but the cat
took no notice of him; she turned to the Arab.
Lead thy horse unto the Cadi, and say that the
Sheik Hamed has sent to him this noble steed for the sake
of his grandson Abdallah, for whom he begs protection."
"Why should I do so, 0 cat in slippers ?" answered

the Arab. "The horse is worth many fortunes; I cannot
part with it."
"Do my bidding," replied the cat, "or it shall be
the worse for thee. Have I been worshipped by thy re-
mote forefathers, and have I been a mummy for three
thousand years to no purpose ? "
When the Arab heard that the cat had been a
mummy, he became so agitated that in endeavouring
to make a salaam he fell to the ground, and had much
difficulty in raising himself up again.
When he did stand once more upright, he said in a
faint voice-
"0 cat in slippers! thy commands shall be obeyed."
Now when the Cadi received this third present for
the sake of Abdallah, he was more astonished than
ever, and could not understand it at all.
"This Abdallah," said he, "must be a person of
importance. We must find him out, in order to do due
honour to him."
But just as this was being said by the Cadi, Abdallah
found himself suddenly deserted by the cat, and in the
clutches of two officers of justice, who were dragging
him before the Cadi, in order that it might be decided
to which of the Hadji he belonged.
It was in vain for him to resist; the officers were
fully persuaded he was a runaway slave, so they
brought him into court, where the Hadji Mahmoud
avowed in the strongest terms that he had lost him for
six months, and knew him by a scar on his arm.

Then Hadji Hassan avowed with equal earnestness
that Abdallah ran away from him three months before,
and that he knew him by a mark on the left ear.
And then the Hadji swore together so violently that


the Cadi had to command silence while he considered
the case.
"Who art thou ?" he asked, turning to Abdallah.
"I am an orphan. My father, mother, and family
are all drowned or eaten by crocodiles, and there is no


one left to take care of me. But I do not belong to
either of these men. You have no right to detain me
This youth is my slave," said Hadji Mahmoud.
"He does not speak truth. I say that he. belongs to
"He speaks falsehood; and so does Mahmoud," said
Hadji Hassan. The youth is mine, and mine only."
"Hast thou any to witness to what thou hast said ?"
asked the Cadi, looking towards the unfortunate prisoner.
"No one," replied Abdallah, in a very frightened voice.
"Yes, thou hast one," said a voice from the crowd;
and, behold! the cat in slippers, coming forward suddenly
among those assembled, made her way to the Cadi.
0 Cadi! these Hadji have sworn falsely, but the
youth hath spoken truly. And though he knows it
not, he is moreover Abdallah, the grandson of the Sheik
Hamed. Have I been worshipped by thy remote fore-
fathers, and have I been a mummy for as many as three
thousand years, and to no purpose ?"
When the Cadi heard that the cat had been a
mummy, he believed at once that the youth was
indeed Abdallah, in whose name he had received such
magnificent gifts.
Therefore he at once embraced him, and ordered the
Hadji to be punished.
But the Hadji had opportunely made their way
out of court, and although the officers sought for them
diligently, they could not be found,

Since thou hast no father," said the Cadi, "I will
be one unto thee until thy grandfather claims thee.
Thou shalt be my right hand, and I will adopt thee as
my son."
That is as it should be," said the cat, approvingly.


" Abdallah will be in the place of honour for which he
is intended, and the wealth of the Sheik Hamed shall
descend to him in due time. Fear not, 0 Cadi, to do
as thou hast said, for thou shalt be rewarded."
The news soon spread through the city that

Abdallah, the grandson of Hamed, was found, and that
the Cadi had kindly decided to adopt him.
At the same time the cat visited the Nubian
merchant, the shawl-dealer, and the Arab, and paid
them such enormous sums of money for the gifts to
the Cadi that they revelled in wealth for ever afterwards.
Then the cat paid a last visit to Abdallah, still
wearing her slippers.
"Abdallah," said she, "I have now done for thee
what I promised, and so we must part. Thy grand-
father will never claim thee, but when he descends to
the tombs I will see that his possessions shall be thine."
"0 cat in slippers!" replied Abdallah, "how can I
show thee my gratitude ?"
By doing thy duty in the paths that I have marked
out for thee, by dealing justice and mercy to all who
come before thee, and by keeping thy tongue from false-
hood. If thou art ever in dire trouble beyond thy
power to conquer, mew three times, and I will be with
thee. But call me not lightly, for I need a long repose,
and care not to wake again for another three thousand
Then the cat in slippers turned away, and Abdallah
never saw her more: for everything went so well with
him that he had never any occasion to mew three times.
When his grandfather's possessions came to him, he
said piously-
"Rest in peace for ages, O cat in slippers! I will
not trouble thee again."

OuT at sea! In a wonderful vessel such
"_-' as we are not likely to see in these
u' '-'-- days, all gilded and painted, with
,."- silken sails and masts of gold, and
-'-^--- : flags and streamers of rich embroidery.
Certainly the waves might be proud
of such a beautiful burden, and perhaps they were, for
they rippled lovingly around, and tossed up pearly spray,
and floated it daintily along, the plash of the waters chim-
ing pleasantly with the lively tunes the musicians played
whilst the king and queen and little princess and the
court were dining under the purple awning that had
been raised on deck.
The dolphins came tumbling round the vessel,
listening to the music, their shining scales glittering
in the sunlight, and causing the little princess to clap
her hands with delight at the great gold fish, as she
called them.


She wanted to look over the side of the ship at
them, but her mother would not allow her to go, and
kept her close beside her; for how did she know what
might happen to the little princess if the greatest care
were not taken of her? Yes; it was the business of the


king and queen and lords and ladies of the court to see
that no harm came to the princess.
They watched all day,
They watched all night,
The princess was never out of sight.
And not only was everyone quite weary of watching,
but the little princess was tired of being watched, and
wished they would leave her alone.

And yet there ought to be no need to watch her
now," said the king.
There cannot be any danger," returned the queen;
"it is too far from land for a dog to swim."
And the queen yawned; and the king yawned;
and the lords and ladies of the court all yawned, and
then suddenly looked very much ashamed of themselves
as the king and queen gazed steadfastly at them, and
the king said sternly-
Are you, then, tired of your duties ?"
Oh no, no !" returned the courtiers aloud; never-
theless they added to themselves, "We thought there
was to be an end to them when we came on board the
"If we were farther out at sea," murmured the
queen faintly, "perhaps we might all go to bed
The courtiers were wide awake in a moment.
It was evidently a new idea to the king, though he
wondered he had never thought of it before.
"Of course, of course," he muttered; "quite out at
sea there could be no danger; it's the land one fears.
Where's the captain?"
The captain appeared, looking as sleepy as the
* courtiers, though he had not to watch the princess.
Still, he had to be at his post all the time the king
insisted upon it.
"It is our pleasure," said the king, to go as far out
to sea as we can go; then there will be no danger to the


princess from dogs, and we may relax this constant care
and anxiety."
The little princess clapped her hands in great glee.

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What fun if they were all to go to sleep together and
leave her to herself!
"Yes," said the king, "we must go out to sea."
To which the queen responded, Certainly."
And the captain bowed and retired.


AND so they went far out to sea-far out of sight of
land, far into mid-ocean. And there was one idea in all
minds-sleep and rest.
Now the cause of anxiety-with regard to the princess
was as follows :-
The king was very fond of encouraging astrologers
and all sorts of fortune-tellers, and when the little
princess was born he consulted them as to what would
happen to her in her life.
And some made plans of the stars, and others looked
at the lines in her little pink hands, and one said this
thing and another said that, until a shabby-looking old
fellow in a long cloak, who had not been asked to
prophesy at all, came with a great sheet of paper, and
with a sketch of Canis major and Canis minor and
the stars belonging to them, underneath which was
"At twelve beware of the dog."
And he shook his head at the king, and was departing,
when the king had him stopped and brought before
him; and the king questioned him, and the Lord
Chamberlain and the Lord Chief Justice and all the
lawyers questioned him, but all that the shabby-looking
man answered them was-
"At twelve beware of the dog."
The king was very angry, and had the man put in
prison, out of which he escaped. But as it was evident


that some evil was to come to pass through a dog, he
had all dogs banished from the kingdom. This was
a very unpopular measure with the lords, for then they
had no dogs for hunting; it was very unpopular with
the ladies, for their pet dogs had to be dismissed; it was
very unpopular with the people, because they were fond
of their house-dogs and watch-dogs. And there was
very near being a revolution, when the Lord Chief Justice
"My liege, it will be time enough to banish the dogs
when the princess is twelve years old. If there be any
truth in the shabby old fellow's prediction, there is no
danger until then."
So the dogs came back, but were not allowed in
the palace; and when the princess went abroad, no dogs
were permitted to be in the streets. This went on until
she was nearly twelve years old, when, one day, the king
"If the dogs cannot go away from us, we must go
away from-the dogs."
"Yes," replied the queen; "but where shall we go?
There are dogs in all civilised countries."
"There are no dogs at sea," said the king.
And he sent for the Lord High Admiral, and told him
to get a wonderful ship ready that would accommodate
all the courtiers and the court servants and a regiment
of soldiers.
"But no dogs," added his Majesty; "not a dog on
board. A dog is high treason."

And all was done as the king desired, and the king
and queen and princess and the court went on board,
and they cruised here, there, and everywhere, and saw
many pleasant places, though they never landed.
And as we have seen, it came to pass in the end that
all, being tired of watching, were glad to hear the king's
proposition, that instead of keeping in sight of shore
they should go out upon the broad ocean far beyond the
reach of dogs.

So the floating palace, with its purple awning and silken
sails and gilded figure-head and music and song, sailed
far away, and the people on board slept soundly at
night, and enjoyed the days, and had no thoughts of
danger. And in a month all cause for apprehension
would be passed, and they would return to their homes
in peace, for by that happy time the fear of dogs would
be at an end.
As for the little princess, she was delighted. She
flew about the vessel, she watched the waves and the
dolphins, she talked to the sailors, she danced to the
music, and made such wonderful pirouettes that the
king exclaimed-
Bravo bravissima !"
The sea was always calm, the sun was always shining
by day, and the moon was always shining by night.
And the little princess liked the moonlight better than
the sunlight; and when everyone was asleep, she would


put on her fur slippers and wrap her fur mantle round
her, and slip up on deck to watch the placid night. At


first the sailors thought it was a fairy wandering over
the vessel, but they soon found out that it was the little
princess, and they watched her carefully.
After a time she quietly returned to her couch, and

dreamed of a beautiful country where there were as
many dogs as heart could desire. And it was the desire
of her heart to have a great rough shaggy playfellow.
She longed after old Griff, her brother's dog; but Griff
was gone, and so was Prince Florio.
The queen heard the little princess murmuring in
her sleep, Oh, Griff! I do want to see you."
Well, so she may," said the king; "she may have
him next year; twelve will be over then, and there will
not be occasion to beware of the dog."
For Griff had .not gone with Florio-he was only
banished for a time from court.

AND the vessel sailed on and on, out of sight of land,
and never coming near a port.
Ha! why are the sailors calling out, and what is the
captain looking at through his telescope ?
Land ahead!" was the shout.
And everyone jumped up, for in their hearts all
were glad to see land once more. The little princess
was greatly excited; she looked at the dim speck that
appeared on the horizon.
"It isn't land," she said; "it is a great big white
ship larger than ours, and it is moving along."
The princess had sharp young eyes.
She is right," said the captain, who had been taking
another look at the dim blue object. "But it is not a
ship ; it's an iceberg."


"Icebergs in this part of the ocean! Nonsense! it is
too warm for them," said the king.
"But it's getting colder," said the queen, drawing
her shawl closer and still closer round her.
"It's freezing," said the lords and the ladies.
"It's coming," cried the captain. "Look out!"
For steadily and swiftly the mighty mountain of ice
was bearing down upon them, chilling them with its
icy breath.
It will crush the vessel !" was the cry from the court.
And the captain stood erect with outstretched arm,
as if about to give an order: the sailors in the rigging
were on the look-out. Even the soldiers shouldered
arms, prepared to meet their fate with due decorum.
The musicians, who had been going to. strike up a
tune, stood with their instruments upheld,, as though
struck dumb with sudden fear. The queen clung to the
king; the ladies fell on their knees in a group around her.
No one spoke; no one looked up excepting the
little princess, who watched the glittering iceberg.
Nearer, nearer, crashing, splintering, majestically it
floated on. In another moment it would overwhelm them.
The captain, soldiers, and sailors stared fixedly at it.
But the princess gave a sudden cry of joy as a huge
Eskimo dog sprang from the iceberg to the part of the deck
where she was standing, uttering frantic yells of pleasure.
"Why, Griff, my Griff, my own good dog, my own
dear fellow !" said she, as she flung her arms round the
dog's shaggy neck.

Then suddenly, still embracing the dog, she sank
down in a deep slumber, whilst the iceberg gave a loud
thundering crash that shook the vessel, so that it was a
wonder that the people stood so motionless. But it did
not overwhelm it; on the contrary, it broke up itself
into a thousand small icebergs, and left the vessel clear
in the midst of the blue waters.
A canopy of crimson damask fringed with gold rose
up over where the princess lay. She had sunk down
on a heap of cushions, where she and Griff now were
fast asleep.
All on board were also asleep-asleep in the attitudes
in which they stood when Griff bounded on the deck-
fast asleep-motionless as marble statues. Still, too,
was the vessel, like a marble pile upon the waters. No
wind stirred her sails, no wave rose and fell: the ship,
with all the crew on board, were spell-bound and ice-

Ann day by day the sun arose,
And day by day the sun went down,
And night by night the moon and stars
The summer night -did crown.
And years went by, and silent lay
The vessel on the glassy sea;
The princess slept a quiet sleep-
In happy dreams was she."
Yes, there lay the vessel with its sleeping freight,
unconscious of the years that were rolling by. There
lay the sleepers, uninjured by the sun or the air or the


ice-breath that was breathing round them. Fast asleep,
growing no older, their clothes as fresh as ever, the
vessel strong as ever, the musical instruments as bright
and not in the least out of tune, and the soldiers' fire-
arms free from rust. And the blue sea looked like a
mirror in which the pink, crimson, amber, and emerald
tints of the ice were reflected, making a wondrous picture
of ice mountains deep in the water.
Vessel after vessel sailed by and kept clear of the
ice-rocks; and if some adventurous sailors tried to land
in their small boats, they were driven back by the waves
or dashed to pieces on the rocks.

Now one day, just a hundred years after the princess
and all on board the ship fell asleep, it happened that
a small skiff was darting over the ocean in a restless,
purposeless manner. There was but one person on
board, a youth apparently of eighteen. He had been
sailing about for many, many years, never coming in
sight of land; but, wonderful to relate, he had not
appeared to grow any older as the long weary time
passed by; and now he was beginning to fear that all
the land had vanished out of the world, and that
nothing but sea was left, when suddenly a group of
green islets rose up like a scene of Elfiand before him.
Such verdure he had never seen, such flowers, such
fruits, such singing birds, such singing waters.
Ah he must land and gather some grapes.

He steered the skiff nearer, but instead of staying
her course, as he had intended, at the nearest islet, the
skiff bounded onward through the blue straits into the
bluer lake, and paused within a few yards of the gilded
He saw the sailors among the rigging, but they
stirred not when he called to them; the captain stood
with his arm extended, as if giving a word of command,
and the young prince spoke to him, but received no
A rope ladder hung over the side of the vessel, and
the youth climbed by it into the ship.
The youth rubbed his eyes. Were they statues, or
wax-work, or what? They did not move. He passed
from one group to another, and suddenly he stopped
with a start before the king and queen.
He rubbed his eyes and looked again and again.
Was he dreaming? Who were these people, and how
came they here ? Surely his father and mother were
before him! He could not be mistaken. And-why,
yes, it was-it must be his own old dog Griff, and the
pretty little girl with golden hair must be his sister.
It was all a mystery. He gazed and gazed upon the
sleeping people, recognizing them one by one. There
was the Lord Chamberlain, there was his wife, there was
the Lord High Admiral, and half-a-dozen other lords and
ladies and little pages.
Again he rubbed his eyes. What made them sleep so
soundly ? Even the jolly captain, whom he recollected

well, was fast asleep; so was the steersman, with his hand
upon the helm.
He knelt down beside his mother. He shouted,
"Mother, mother! wake up, wake up It is Florio-
it is Florio, who has come home at last."
"Not that this is exactly home," he added to him-
self, as he gazed at the wonderful ship.
But his mother slept on.
Then he tried the king, and shook him so energeti-
cally that his crown fell off, but to no purpose. Then
he turned again to the awning under which the little
princess lay in a slumber.
"Heliotrope," said he, stooping down and kissing her,
"wake up, wake up Florio has come."
And at her brother's kiss the princess opened her
eyes and gazed dreamily at him. Then she looked
down at Griff, who also opened his eyes and stretched
himself. Then she gave a sudden cry of joy-
"Florio is come Florio is come !"
And Griff barked and wagged his tail vigorously.
And at the voice of the princess the whole of the
sleepers started up, and the queen asked, "Where is the
iceberg ?"
So asked the king. The captain could only reply,
"Gone !
The sailors gazed in surprise, and thought the vessel
must have floated into the tropics. The soldiers, who
had shouldered arms, now presented them and fired.
The little pages began to scramble for nuts and oranges,

and the musicians went on with the. tune they had been
told to play. And Griff gave another loud bark, and
gambolled round Prince Florio and the Princess Helio-
trope. This seemed to recall the king to recollection.
"At twelve beware of the dog!" he said. "Oh,
Heliotrope, thou art lost!"
"Nonsense!" exclaimed Prince Florio, advancing;
"no one is lost, and I am found and have come home.
But where in the world are you ?"
"I don't know," muttered the captain. "We are
cruising about to avoid dogs."
And have got the best dog in the world with you,"
said the prince.
"Griff! Griff! did you bring him ?"
"No; I found him asleep under the awning with
We all went to sleep," said the king, "and we must
have been asleep a long time. I feel hungry; let us
have some dinner."
And speedily a great banquet was prepared, and
rations were served out to the soldiers and sailors and
musicians, so that no one should feel hungry, but might
do honour to Prince Florio.
'And now," said the king, "we must think of sailing

So they sailed and sailed and sailed, and at last reached
their own country. As they drew near it the captain


signalled, and the soldiers
fired salutes, and the sailors
sent up rockets, and the
musicians played ; but, in
spite of these demonstrations,
there were no answering signals from the royal town.
Certainly, a crowd had collected to see the ship with
silken sails and gorgeous gilding come sailing into port.
The king stepped ashore and gazed around, but, in

spite of his crown, no one seemed to know him. The
people clustered round and looked at him as'though he
were some strange foreigner.
We have never seen you before," said they.
"Never seen me before? Why, I am your king; I
have but been absent a few months. I went on a cruise
to keep the princess from danger with dogs."
The people shook their heads.
Just at that moment a train of royal carriages
appeared in sight, and the crowd gave a cheer.
"They know my carriages," said the king com-
placently, as the carriages dashed up.
But, behold, they were already occupied.
The royal carriage made a pause in front of the royal
"I have returned to my kingdom," said the king
majestically to the new monarch; for he it was.
"How comes the throne in your hands? Not the
crown, for that I have with me."
"I hold it from my father, who held it from his
father, who was a distant cousin of the king who went
away a hundred years ago," returned the reigning
"A hundred years ago! A hundred years!" ex-
claimed the king; that is nonsense. I am not yet fifty,
and my son is eighteen, and my daughter just over
twelve. We left home six months ago, and have
returned in the same vessel in which we started for our

Why did you go away ?" asked the reigning
Because of the dogs," answered the king.
Then the reigning monarch looked thoughtful
"It must be-and yet it is incredible. There is
some marvel. Can you indeed be the sovereign who

banished dogs from the capital, and afterwards went on
a cruise with a little daughter ?"
I am that sovereign," answered the king.
"Then I can show you by the state papers and royal
chronicles that it is rather more than a hundred years
since you left your kingdom."
"Impossible!" said the king; "but we will accom-
pany you to the palace"


YES, he knew every inch of the way, in spite of the
alterations that had taken place. He was quite at home
at the palace-things were not very much changed
there: there was the tapestry, and the pictures, and-
yes, it was there. He placed his hand upon an oaken
panel in the wall, and touched a secret spring; a door
opened, and revealed a picture of himself, the queen, and
their son and daughter.
Have you any doubt now ?" asked the king.
None," said the reigning monarch, in awe.
And it got noised abroad that King Prospero, who
went away a hundred years before, and his queen, and
the prince and princess, were just the same as when
they left the shores of their native land. But no one
greeted him-everyone looked curiously at him, and
then slunk away.
My subjects do not know me," said the king, in a
broken voice.
It is like a city of the dead: there is no spirit in it.
There are no familiar faces," said the queen.
Let us found a new colony, and my father shall be
the king of it," said Florio.
We are as young as ever we were," said everyone;
"perhaps younger, for that long sleep has given us new
strength. We will sail to the Green Islets, which are far
more beautiful than these regions."
And so they did; they sailed away. And the people

on the shore watching them saw, as they supposed, a
phantom ship sail into the sunset.
But it was no phantom ship; and it sailed far away
to the fair Green Islet country into which the iceberg
had splintered, and which since they left it had become
inhabited, and there were beautiful houses and gardens
and a splendid palace there. And as the king landed
the people shouted-
Welcome to the king of the Green Islets, welcome
to the father of the sleeping princess."
And the little princess said-
"It has been worth sleeping for, to find such a
country as this, and to have Florio and Griff at home
once more."

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THERE could not have been a more miserable-looking
boy than Saaoud; his striped linen shirt was torn, so
was the loose jacket he wore, and his belt was lying
beside him with the clasp broken. He sat upon the
sand beside a little brackish pool of water, hoping to
obtain some help from the travellers who paused there
to draw water for their camels.
"Ah!" said he, "if I could but get to Mecca, all
would be well with me; I should get employment, and I
should have bread to eat."
And the tears rolled down Saaoud's cheeks, for he
was very hungry, and did not know how he should get
any food.

As he lay listlessly in the sun, dipping his fingers
into the water, suddenly a rippling of bells broke
through the air, and spoke thus to him-
"On, on, to Mecca, where
Waits for thee fortune rare;
The genie of the water bids thee not despair."
Saaoud gave a deep sigh; it was no such easy matter
to get to Mecca, unless he could meet with a caravan
that he might join. Scarcely knowing what he did, he
suddenly stooped down and took a draught of water
He felt a strange thrill of courage, and lifting up his
head, he heard other bells in the distance-this time
real bells, camels' bells. A troop of Arabs approached-
a friendly tribe, he hoped, and he awaited with some
anxiety their coming.
He had not to wait long before men and camels
crowded round the pool, eager to quench their thirst, for
they had come a long distance, and had fallen short of
water by the way.
One Arab espied Saaoud and his belt with the glit-
tering clasp, which took his fancy.
Thy aunt hath need of such a clasp," said the Arab,
who thereby meant that he would take it for his own
Saaoud looked up sorrowfully, but did not dare to
refuse the grim-looking man.
"Thy aunt hath also need of an embroidered
jacket," said another Arab, as he divested Saaoud of
his garment.

Fortunately the striped shirt was too old for anyone
to covet.
Then the Arabs rode off,
leaving Saaoud still lying
by the pool, for he had not
dared to ask if the travellers .
were journeying to Mecca.

He was in despair, when once more the rippling bells
bubbled up from the water-

On, Saaoud-on, my lad;
Yet shall thy heart be glad."
Saaoud sprang up, and there were some scraps of food
lying about, which he eagerly ate, keeping, however, a
few morsels for his next meal.
Then he took a few steps onward, though he did not
know in what direction to go. However, to his joy he
saw some men dressed in the garb of pilgrims coming
towards him; and he knew that these men, blind, de-
formed, lame as they were, were on their way to Mecca,
to kiss the sacred stone in the temple there.
He therefore bowed reverently before them; but they
lifted their heads up high, for they were bound on a holy
mission, and of course it was impossible that they could
have anything to do with such an insignificant mite as
The blind man, who heard him beg to go with them,
said-" Out of the way "
The deaf man, who could not hear him, shook his
head and stick at him, saying nothing at all. The de-
formed pretended not to see him, and so passed on.
Saaoud was ready to weep, but just then the bell-like
voice sounded out clearer than ever-
"On, on, to Mecca on;
There fortune shall be won."

Could these bells be of Mecca ? No, that was too far
off; so Saaoud supposed that the genie of the water had
somehow contrived these bells for his encouragement,
and instead of sitting down to weep, as he had felt moved


to do, he rose up and followed the pilgrims at a respect-
ful distance.
When they halted, he halted; and as night drew near,
they lighted a fire to keep off the wild beasts whilst they

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to sleep also, and
slept so long that
when he awoke he
found himself alone, for the pilgrims had departed.
There were some morsels of dhourra bread lying about,
and an old skin with some sour milk in it. These he
breakfasted upon, and then he tried to follow the track
of the pilgrims. He still heard the faint tinkling of the
bells, which continued to ring out-
On, on, to Mecca on;
There fortune shall be won."

And he followed the sound of the music, for he had
no other guide across the sandy desert. Now and then
he came to a patch of pasture-land, where shepherds
were feeding their flocks, and they sometimes gave him
a meal; but when he asked about Mecca, all that they
could do was to point vaguely to the rising sun.
One night, being almost worn out with fatigue, he
fell asleep among some rocks, and when he awoke in the
morning the sun was shining down upon a city which
appeared to him to be a city of palaces; and as he looked
down upon it, with the stately mosque rising in the
midst, he felt a great awe creeping over him; and
looking at his ragged shirt, he said-
"This is no place for me. I will go back to the
shepherds, and ask them to let me help to tend their
And with a sigh he turned from the city that was
glittering in the morning light.
And at that moment he heard the voice of the
Imaum calling to prayers, and the voice seemed to say-
"Turn again, Saaoud."
Saaoud paused, and again the voice sounded forth-
Turn again, Saaoud."
And then a third time-
"Turn again, Saaoud."
And Saaoud made his way to the city, even to the
mosque, where he knelt and kissed the Kaaba, and
was henceforth a Hadji, even as the pilgrims he had
met with.


But being a Hadji did not bring him food or clothes,
and he wandered about disconsolately until he heard
someone saying-
"Hold my horse while I go into the tailor's shop."


Now, all Arab boys are accustomed to horses, so
Saaoud sprang forward and took the bridle of the
noble animal, which was of the kochlani race, and had
a pedigree of more than two thousand years.
"My beauty, my jewel!" said Saaoud, "how fair

thou art, how fleet-footed, how altogether marvellous!
I love thee, 0 steed, though thou art not mine, and
I would that it were my work to attend to thee."
The owner of the horse had come out of the shop,
and was listening to the boy.
"Thou dost know a good horse ?" said he.
"My father had many such," answered Saaoud;
' but he is dead, and I have no one to care for me.
If I had but work to do, I should be glad."
I will give thee work in my stables," said Ab-
delaazis-for such was his name. "Follow me."
And Saaoud followed Abdelaazis to his dwelling,
which was a very handsome one.
How happy was Saaoud to be among the beautiful
Arab horses! He fondled and caressed them, and
talked to them as he would to his brothers or sisters,
and they understood him and answered back in their
own languages. He was so happy that he felt his
fortune was made, and forgot all about the bells and
the Imaum's voice and the genie of the water.
One day a miserable little foal that was much
injured was going to be killed, and Saaoud stood by
with tears in his eyes, which Abdelaazis, who also
was present, noticed, and said-
Wouldst like to have the colt for thine own ?"
"Yes, that I should," answered Saaoud, trembling
with joy.
Take it, then," said Abdelaazis.
Now, to Saaoud the wretched animal seemed like

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