Green fairy book


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Green fairy book
Physical Description:
xi, 2, 366 p. : ill. ; 17 cm.
Lang, Andrew, 1844-1912 ( Compiler )
Ford, H. J ( Henry Justice ), 1860-1941 ( Illustrator )
H.M. Caldwell Co ( Publisher )
H.M. Caldwell Co.
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New York ;
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Fairy tales -- 1898   ( rbgenr )
Fantasy literature -- 1898   ( rbgenr )
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novel   ( marcgt )
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United States -- New York -- New York
United States -- Massachusetts -- Boston


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Andrew Lang.
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Date of publication from inscription.
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Title page printed in red and green.
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Some illustrations signed by H.J. Ford.

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University of Florida
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THIs is the third, and probably the last, of the Fairy Books
of many colours. First there was the Blue Fairy Book; then,
children, you asked for more, and we made up the Red Fairy
Book; and, when you wanted more still, the Green Fairy
Book was put together. The stories in all the books are
borrowed from many countries; some are French, some
German, some Russian, some Italian, some Scottish, some
English, one Chinese. However much these nations differ
about trifles, they all agree in liking fairy tales. The
reason, no doubt, is that men were much like children in their
minds long ago, long, long ago, and so before they took to
writing newspapers, and sermons, and novels, and long poems,
they told each other stories, such as you read in the fairy
books. They believed that witches could turn people into
beasts, that beasts could speak, that magic rings could make
their owners invisible, and all the other wonders in the
stories. Then, as the world became grown-up, the fairy tales
which were not written down would have been quite forgotten
but that the old grannies remembered them, and told them to
the little grandchildren: and when they, in their turn, became
grannies, they remembered them, and told them also. In
this'way these tales are older than reading and waiting, far
older than printing. The oldest fairy tales ever written down
were written down in Egypt, about Joseph's time. nearly


three thousand five hundred years ago. Other fairy stories
Homer knew, in Greece, nearly three thousand years ago, and
he made them all- up into a poem, the Odyssey, which I hope
you will read some day ..Here you will find the witch who
turns men into swine, and the man who bores out the big
foolish giant's eye, and the cap of darkness, and the shoes of
swiftness, that were' worn" later by Jack the Giant-Killer.
These fairy-tales are'the oldest stories in the world, an& as
they were first made by men who were childlike for their own'
amusement, so they anuse children still, and also grown-up
people who have not brgotten how they once were children.
Some of the stories were made, no doubt, not only to
amuse, but to teach goodness.'' You see, in the tales, how the
boy who is kind to beasts, and polite, and generous, and brave,
always comes best through his trials, and no doubt these tales
were meant to make their hearers kind, unselfish, courteous,
and courageous.. This is the moral of them. But, after all,
we think more as we read them of the diversion than of the
lesson. There are grown-up people now who say that the
stories are not good for children, because they are not true,
because there are no witches, nor talking beasts, and because
people are killed in them, especially wicked giants. But pro-
bably you who read the tales know very well how much is
true and how much is only make-believe, and I never yet
heard of a child who killed a very tall man merely because
Jack killed the giants, or who was unkind to his stepmother,
if he had one, because, in fairy tales, the stepmother is often
disagreeable. If there are frightful monsters in fairy tales,
they do not frighten you now, because that kind of monster is
no longer going about the world, whatever he may have done
long, long ago. He has been turned into stone, and you may
see his remains'in museums. Therefore, I am not afraid that


you will be afraid of the magicians and dragons; besides, you
see that a really brave boy or girl was always their master,
even in the height of their power.
Some of the tales here, like The Half-Chick, are for very
little children; others for older ones. The longest tales, like
Heart of Ice, were not invented when the others were, but
were written in French, by clever men and women, such as
Madame d'Aulnoy, and the Count de Caylus, about two hun-
dred years ago. There are not many people now, perhaps
there are none, who can write really good fairy tales, because
they do not believe enough in their own stories, and because
they want to be wittier than it has pleased Heaven to make
So here we give you the last of the old stories, for the
present, and hope you will like them, and feel grateful to the
Brothers Grimm, who took them down from the telling of old
women, and to M. S4billot and M. Charles Marelles, who have
lent us some tales from their own French people, and to Mr.
Ford, who drew the pictures, and to the ladies, Miss Blackley,
iiss Alma Alleyne, Miss Eleanor Sellar, Miss May Sellar,
Miss Wright, and Mrs. Lang, who translated many of the tales
out of French, German, and other languages.
If we have a book for you next year, it shall not be a fairy
book. What it is to be is a secret, but we hope that it will
not be dull. So good-bye, and when you have read a fairy
book, lend it to other children who have none, or tell them thel
stories in your own way, which is a very pleasant mode of'
passing the time.


The Blue Bird 1
The Half-Chick 27.
The Sory of Caliph Stork 32
The Enchanted Watch 43
Rosanella 48
Sylvain and Jocosa 56
Fairy Gifts 64
Prince Narcissus and the
Princess Polentilla ; 68
Prince Featherhead and the
Princess Celandin 85
The Three Little Pigs 100
Heart of Ice 106
The Enchanted Ring 137
iThe Snuff-box 145
The Golden Blackbird 151
The Little Soldier .. 157
The Magic Swan 175
SThe Dirty Shepherdess .' 180
,The Enchanted Snake 186
The Biter Bit 194
King Kojata 202
Prince Fickle and Fair
Helena ,. 21 216
.'Puddocky ...... .222

-The Story of Hok Lee and
the Dwarfs 229
-The Story of the Three Bears 234
-Prince Vivien and the Prin-
cess Placida 238
Little One-eye, Little Two-
eyes, and Little Three-eyes 262
-'Jorinde and Joringel 271
-Allerleirauh; or, the Many-
furred Creature 276
-The Twelve Huntsmen 282
--Spindle, Shuttle, and Needle 286
,The Crystal Coffin 290
,The Three Snake-leaves 2. 6
The Riddle 300
"Jack my Hedgehog 304
SThe Golden Lads .311
The White Snake 319
-The Story of a Clever Tailor 324
-The Golden Mermaid 328
The War of the Wolf and the
Fox 339
-The Story of the Fisherman
and hts Wife .343
rThe Three Musicians 353
STh Three Dogs 360


ONCE upon a time there lived a Ring who was immensely rich.
He had broad lands, and sacks overflowing with gold and
silver; but he did not care a bit for all his riches, because the Queen,
his wife, was dead. He shut himself up in a little room and
knocked his head against the walls for grief, until his courtiers
were really afraid that he would hurt himself. So they hung
feather-beds between the tapestry and the walls, and then he could
go on knocking his head as long as it was any consolation to him
without coming to much harm. All his subjects came to see him,
and said whatever they thought would comfort him: some were
grave, even gloomy with him; and some agreeable, even gay; but
not one could make the least impression upon him. Indeed, he
hardly seemed to hear what they said. At last came a lady who
was wrapped in a black mantle, and seemed to be in the deepest
grief. She wept and sobbed until even the King's attention was
attracted; and when she said that, far from coming to try and
diminish his grief she, who had just lost a good husband, was come
to add her tears to his, since she knew what he must be feeling,
the King redoubled his lamentations. Then he told the sorrowful
lady long stories about the good qualities of his departed Queen,
and she in her turn recounted all the virtues of her departed
husband; and this passed the time so agreeably that the King quite
forgot to thump his head against the feather-beds, and the lady did
not need to wipe the tears from her great blue eyes as often as
before. By degrees they came to talking about other things in
which the King took an interest, and in a wonderfully short time
the whole kingdom was astonished by the news that the King was
married again-to the sorrowful lady.
Now the King had one daughter, who was just fifteen years old.
Her name was Fiordelisa, and she was the prettiest and most
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charming Princess imaginable, always gay and nierry. The new
Queen, who also had a daughter, very soon sent for her to come to

'he Palace. Turritella, for that was her name, had been brought
up by her godmother, the Fairy Mazilla, but in spite of all the care


bestowed upon her, she was neither beautiful nor gracious. Indeed,
when the Queen saw how ill-tempered and ugly she appeared
beside Fiordelisa she was in despair, and did everything in her
power to turn the King against his own daughter, in the hope that
he might take a fancy to Turritella. One day the King said that
it was time Fiordelisa and Turritella were married, so he would
give one of them to the first suitable Prince who visited his Court.
The Queen answered:
My daughter certainly ought to be the first to be married; she
is older than yours, and a thousand times more charming I'
The King, who hated disputes, said, 'Very well, it's no affair of
mine, settle it your own way.'
Very soon after came the news that King Charming, who was
the most handsome and magnificent Prince in all the country
round, was on his way to visit the King. As soon as the Queen
heard this, she set all her jewellers, tailors, weavers, and embroid-
erers to work upon splendid dresses and ornaments for Turritella,
but she told the King that Fiordelisa had no need of anything new.
and the night before the King was to arrive, she bribed her waiting
-woman to steal away all the Princess's own dresses and jewels, so
that when the day came, and Fiordelisa wished to adorn herself as
became her high rank, not even a ribbon could she find.
However, as she easily guessed who had played her such a
trick, she made "no complaint, but sent to the merchants for some
rich stuffs. But they said that the Queen had expressly forbidden
them to supply her with any, and they dared not disobey. So the
Princess had nothing left to put on but the little white frock she
had been wearing the day before; and dressed in that, she went
down when the time of the King's arrival came, and sat in a corner
hoping to escape notice. The Queen received her guest with great
ceremony, and presented him to her daughter, who was gorgeously
attired, but so much splendour only made her ugliness more notice-
'able, and the King, after one glance at her, looked the other way.
The Queen, however, only thought that he was bashful, and took
pains to keep Turritella in full view. King Charming then asked
if there was not another Princess, called Fiordelisa. I
Yes,' said Turritella, pointing with her finger, there she is,
trying to keep out of sight because she is not smart.'
At this Fiordelisa blushed, and looked so shy and so lovely,
that the King was fairly astonished. He rose, and bowing low,
before her, said-


Madam your incomparable beauty needs no'adornment.'
'Sire,' answered the Princess, I assure you that I am not inr
the habit of wearing dresses as crumpled and untidy as this
one, so I should have been better pleased if you had not seen
me at all.'
SImpossible I' cried King Charming. 'Wherever such a marz
vellously beautiful Princess appears I can look at nothing else.' '
Here she Queen broke in, saying sharply-

'I assure you, Sire, that Fiordelisa is vain enough already.'
Pray make her no more flattering speeches.'
The King quite understood that she was not pleased, but that
did not matter to him, so he admired Fiordelisa to his heart's
content, and talked to her for three hours without stopping.
The Queen was in despair, and so was Turritella, when they
saw how much the King preferred Fiordelisa. They complained
bitterly to the King, and begged and teased him, until he at last
consented to have the Princess shut up somewhere out of sight while
King Charmig's visit lasted. So that night, as she went toher room,


she w-seeized by foir mgked figures;'and carried up into the topmost
room of a high tower, where they left her in the deepest dejection.
She easily guessed that she was to be kept out of sight for fear the
King should fall in love with her; but then, hoiv disappointing that
was, for she already~ liked him very mhch, and would have been
quite'williig to be chosen for his bride As King Charming did
not know what had happened to the Princess, he looked forward
impatiently to meeting her again, and he tried to talk about her
with the courtiers who were placed in attendance on him. -But
by the Queen's orders they would say nothing good of her, but
declared that she was vain, capricious, and bad-tempered; that she
tormented her waiting-maids, and that, in spite of all the money
that the King gave her, she was so mean that she preferred to go
about dressed like a poor shepherdess, rather than spend any of it.
All these things vexed the King very much, and he was silent.
It is true,' thought he,' that she was very poorly dressed, but
then she was so ashamed that it proves that she was not accus-
tomed to he so. I cannot believe that with that lovely face she can
be as ill-tempered and contemptible as they say. No, no, the
Queen must be jealous of her for the sake of that ugly daughter of
hers, and so these evil reports are spread.'
The courtiers could not help seeing that what they had told the
King did not please him, and one of them cunningly began to
praise Fiordelisa, when he could talk to the King without being
heard by the others.
King Charming thereupon became so cheerful, and interested
in all he said, that it was easy to guess how much he admired the
Princess. So when the Queen sent for the courtiers and questioned
them about all they had found out, their report confirmed her
worst fears. As to the poor Princess Fiordelisa, she cried all night
without stopping.
'It would have, been quite bad enough to be shut up in this
gloomy tower before I tad ever seen King Charming,' she saad;
,' but now wheb he is here, and they are all enjoying themselves
with him, it is too unkind.'
The next day the Queen sent King Charming splendid presents
of jewels and rich stuffs, and among other things an ornament
made expressly in honour of the approaching wedding. It was a
heart eut out of one huge ruby, and was surrounded by several
'diamond arrows, and pierced by one. A golden true-lover's knot
above the heart bore the motto.' But one can wound me,' and the


whole jewel was hung upon a chain of immense pearls. Never,
since the world has been a world, had such a thing been made, and
the King was quite amazed when it was presented to him. The
page who brought it begged him to accept it from the Princess,
who chose him to be her knight.
What I' cried he,' does the lovely Princess Fiordelisa deign to
think of me in this amiable and encouraging way ?'
.' You confuse the names, Sire,' said the page hastily. I come
on behalf of the Princess Turritella.'
Oh, it is Turritella who wishes me to be her knight,' said the
King coldly. I am sorry that I cannot accept the honour.' And
he sent the splendid gifts back to the Queen and Turritella, who
were furiously angry at the contempt with which they were treated.
As soon as he possibly could, King Charming went to see the King
and Queen, and as he entered the hall he looked for Fiordelisa, and
every time anyone came in he started round to see who it was,
and was altogether so uneasy and dissatisfied that the Queen saw it
plainly.' But she would not take any notice, and talked of nothing
but the entertainments she was planning. The Prince answered at
random, and presently asked if he was not to have the pleasure of
seeing the Princess Fiordelisa.
Sire,' answered the Queen haughtily, her father has ordered
that she shall not leave her own apartments until my daughter is
What can bie the reason for keeping that lovely Princess a
prisoner ?' cried the King in great indignation.
'That I do not know,' answered the Queen; and even if I did,
I might not feel bound to tell you.'
The King was terribly angry at being thwarted like this. He
felt certain that Turritella was to blame for it, so casting a furious
glance at her he abruptly took leave of the Queen, and returned to
his own apartments. There he said to a young squire whom he
had brought with him: 'I would give all I have in the world to
gain the good will of one of the Princess's waiting-women, and
obtain a moment's speech with Fiordelisa.'
Nothing could be easier,' said the young squire; and he very
soon made friends with one of the ladies, who told him that in the
evening Fiordelisa would be at a little window which looked into
the garden, where he could come and talk to her. Only, she said,
he must take very great care not to be seen, as it would be as much
B her place was worth to be caught helping King Charming to


see the Princess.' Thb squire was delighted, and promised all she
asked; but the moment he had run off to announce his success to
the King, the false waiting-woman went and told the Queen all
that had passed. She at once determined that her own daughter
should be at the little window; and she taught her so well all she
was to say and do, that even the stupid Turritella could make no
The night was so dark that the King had not a chance of finding
out the trick that was being played upon him, so hs approached
the window with the greatest delight, and said everything that he
had been longing to say to Fiordelisa to persuade her of his love for
her. Turritella answered as she had been taught, that she was very
unhappy, and that there was no chance of her being better treated
by the Queen until her daughter was married. And then the King
entreated her to marry him; and thereupon he drew his ring from
his finger and put it upon Turritella's, and she answered him as
well as she could. The King could not help thinking that she did
not say exactly what he would have expected from his darling
Fiordelisa, but he persuaded himself that the fear of being surprised
by the Queen was making her awkward and unnatural. He would
not leave her until she had promised to see him again the next
night, which Turritella did willingly enough. The Queen was
overjoyed at the success of her stratagem, and promised herself that
all would now be as she wished; and sure enough, as soon as it was
dark the following night the King came, bringing with him a
chariot which had been given him by an Enchanter who was his
friend. This chariot was drawn by flying frogs, and the King
easily persuaded Turritella to come out and let him put her into it,
then mounting beside her he cried triumphantly-
Now, my Princess, you are free; where will it please you that
we shall hold our wedding ?'
.And Turritella, with her head muffled in her mantle, answered
that the Fairy Mazilla was her godmother, and that she would
like it to be at her castle. -So the King told the Frogs, who had
the map of the whole world in their heads, and very soon he and
Turritella were set down at the castle of the Fairy Mazilla. The
King would certainly have found out his mistake the moment they
stepped into the brilliantly lighted castle, but Turritella held her
mantle more closely round her, and asked to see the Fairy by her-
self, and quickly told her all that had happened, and, how she had
succeeded in deceiving King Charming.


SOho fimy daughter,' said the Fairy. I see we have no easy'
task before us. He loves Fiordelisa so much that he will not be
easily pacified. I feel sure he will defy us Meanwhile the King
was waiting in a splendid room with diamond walls, so clear that
he could see the Fairy and Turritella as they stood whispering to-
gether, and he was very much puzzled.
I' Who can have betrayed us ? he said to himself. 'How comes
our enemy here ? She must be plotting to prevent our marriage.
Why doesn't my lovely Fiordelisa make haste and come back to
me ?
Bst it was worse than anything he had imagined when the
Fairy Mazilla entered, leading Turritella by the hand, and said to
King Charming, here is the Princess Turritella to whom you
have plighted your faith. Let us have the wedding at once.'
'II' cried the King. I marry that little creature I What do
you take me for ? ; I have promised her nothing I'
Say no more. Have you no respect for a Fairy?' cried she
'Yes, madam.' answered the King,' I am prepared to respect
you as much as a Fairy can be respected, if you will give me back
my Princess.'
SAm I not here ? interrupted Turritella. 'Here is the ring
you gave me. With whom did you talk at the little window, if it
was not with me ? '
'What cried the King angrily, 'have I been altogether
deceived and deluded.? : Where is my chariot ? Not another
moment will I stay here.'
Oho,' said the Fairy, not so fast.' And she touched his feet,
which instantly became as firmly fixed to the floor as if they had
been nailed there.
Oh I do whatever you like with me,' said the King; you may
turn me to stone, but I will marry no one but Fiordelisa.'
And not another word would he say, though the Fairy
scolded and threatened, and Turritella wept and raged for twenty
days and twenty nights. At last the Fairy Mazilla said furiously
(for she was quite tired out by his obstinacy), 'Choose whether
you will marry my goddaughter, or do penance seven years for
breaking your word to her.'
And then the King cried gaily: 'Pray do whatever you like
with Re, as long as you deliver me from this ugly scold!


Scold I' cried Turritella angrily. Who are you, I shouldlike
to know, that you dare to call me a scold ? A miserable King who
breaks his word, and goes about in a chariot drawn by croaking
frogs out of a marsh I'
Let us'have no more of these insults,' cried the Fairy. FI
from that window, ungrateful King, and for seven years be a Blue
Bird.'- As she spoke the King's face altered, his arms turned to
wings, his feet to little crooked black claws.. In a moment he ha
a slender body like a bird, covered with shining blue feathers, his
beak was like ivory, his eyes were bright as stars, and a crown ofj
white feathers adorned his head.
As soon as the transformation was complete the King uttered a
dolorous cry and fled through the open window, pursued by the
mocking laughter ot Turritella and the Fairy Mazilla. He flew o
until he reached the thickest part of the wood, and there, perched
upon a cypress tree, he bewailed his miserable fate. 'Alas! i
seven years who knows what may happen to my darling Fiordelisa n'
he said. 'Her cruel stepmother may have married her to someone
else before I am myself again, and then what good will life be to
In the meantime the Fairy Mazilla had sent Turritella back tol
the Queen, who was all anxiety to know how the wedding had
gone off. But when her daughter arrived and told her all thatha!
happened she was terribly angry, and of course all her wrath felL
upon Fiordelisa. 'She shall have cause to repent that the King
admires her,' said the Queen, nodding her head meaningly, and!
then she and Turritella went up to the little room in the tower
where the Princess was imprisoned. Fiordelisa was immensely,
surprised to see that Turritella was wearing a royal mantle and a
diamond crown, and her heart sank when the Queen said i My
daughter is come to show you some of her wedding presents, for
she is King Charming's bride, and they are the happiest pair in thel
world, he loves her to distraction.' All this time Turritella was
,spreading out lace, and jewels, and rich brocades, and ribbons before
;Fiordelisa's unwilling eyes, and taking good care to display King
Charming's ring, which she wore upon her thumb. The Princes
recognized it as soon as her eyes fell upon it, and after that she
could no longer doubt that he had indeed married Turritella. In
despair she cried,' Take away these miserable gauds I what pleasure
has a wretched captive in the sight of them ?' and then she fell
insensible upon the foor, and the cruel Queen laughed malicioualy


'and went away with Turritella, leaving her there without comfort'
or aid. That night the Queen said to the King, that his daughter
was so infatuated with King Charming, in spite of his never having
shown any preference for her, that it was just as well she should
stay in the tower until she came to her senses. To which he
answered that it was her affair, and she could give what orders she
pleased about the Princess.
When the unhappy Fiordelisa. recovered, and remembered all
she had just heard, she began to cry bitterly, believing that King
Charming was lost to her for ever, and all night long she sat.Ot her
open window sighing and lamenting; but when it was dawn she
crept away into the darkest corner of her little room and sat there,
too unhappy to care about anything. As soon as night came again
she once more leaned out into the darkness and bewailed her
miserable lot.
Now it happened that King Charming, of ratherthe Blue Bird,
had been flying round the palace in the hope of seeing his beloved
Princess, but had not dared to go too near the windows for fear of
being seen and recognized by Turritella. When night fell he had
not succeeded in discovering where Fiordelisa was imprisoned, and,
weary and sad, he perched upon a branch of a tall fir tree which
grew close to the tower, and began to sing himself to sleep. But
soon the sound of a soft voice lamenting attracted his attention,
and listening intently he heard it say-
Ah I cruel Queen I what have I ever done to be imprisoned like
this? And was I not unhappy enough before, that you. must needs
come and taunt me with the happiness your daughter is enjoying
now she is King Charming's-bnde ? '
The Blue Bird, greatly surprised, waited impatiently for the
dawn, and the moment it was light flew off to see who it could
have been who spoke thus. But he found the window shut, and
could see no one. The next night, however, he was on the watch,
and by the clear -moonlight he saw that the sorrowful lady at the
window was Fiordelisa herself.
'My Princess! have I found you at last ?' said he, alighting
close to her.
Who is speaking to me? cried the Princess in great surprise.
Only a moment since you mentioned my name, and now you
do not know me, Fiordelisa,' said he sadly.-' But no wonder,
since I am nothing but a Blue Bird, and must remain one for seven


SWhat I Little Blue Bird, are you really the powerful King
'Charming ?' said the Princess, caressing him.
It is too true,' he answered. For being faithful to you I
am thus punished. But believe me, if it were for twice as long I
would bear it joyfully rather than give you up.'
Oh I what are you telling me ?' cried the Princess. Has not
your bride, Turritella, just visited me, wearing the royal mantle
and the diamond crown you gave her ? I cannot be mistaken, for
I saw your ring upon her thumb.'
Then the Blue Bird was furiously angry, and told the Princess
all that had happened, how he had been deceived into carrying off
Turritella, and how, for refusing to marry her, the Fairy Mazilla
had condemned him to be a Blue Bird for seven years.
The Princess was very happy when she heard how faithful her
lover was, and would never have tired of hearing his loving speeches
and explanations, but too soon the sun rose, and they had to part
lest the Blue Bird should be discovered. After promising to come
again to the Princess's window as soon as it was dark, he flew
away, and hid himself in a little hole in the fir-tree, while Fiordelisa
remained .devoured by anxiety lest he should be caught in a trap,
or eaten up by an eagle.
But the Blue Bird did not long stay in his hiding-place. 'He
flew away, and away, until he came to his own palace, and got
into it through a broken window, and there he found the cabinet
where his jewels were kept, and chose out a splendid diamond ring
as a present for the Princess. By the time he got 'back, Fiordelisa
was sitting waiting for him by the open window, and when he gave
her the ring, she scolded him gently for having run such a risk to
get it for her.
Promise me, that yop will wear it always I' said the Blue
Bird. And the Princess promised on condition that he should come
and see her in the day as well as by night. They talked all night
long, and the next morning the Blue Bird flew off to his kingdom,
and crept iito his palace through the broken window, and chose
from' his treasures two bracelets, each out out of a single emerald.
When he presented them to the Princess, she shook her head at
him reproachfully, saying--
'Do you think I love you so little that I need all these gifts to
remind me of you ? '
And he answered-
No, my Princess; but I love you so much that I feel I cannot


'express it, try as I may." I only bring you these worthless trifles
to show that I have not ceased to think of you, though I have been
obliged to leave you for a time.' The following night he gave Fiorde.

lisa a watch set in a single pearl. The Princess laughed a little
,when she saw it, and said-
You may well give me a watch, for since I have known you I
[have lost the power of measuring time. The hours you spend wiLh


me pas like minutes, and the hours that I drag through without
you seem years to me.'.
'Ah, Princess, they cannot seem so long to you as they do to.
me I' he answered. Day by day he brought more beautiful things
for the Princess-diamonds, and rubies, and opals; and at night
she decked herself with them to please him, but by day she hid
them in her straw mattress. When the sun shone the Blue Bird,
hidden in the tall fir-tree, sang to her so sweetly that all the passers-
by wondered, and said that the wood was inhabited by a spirit.
And so two years slipped away, and still the Princess was a prisoner,
and Turritella was not married. The Queeh had offered her hand
to all the neighboring Princes, but they always answered that
they would marry Fiordelisa with pleasure, but not Turritella on
any account This displeased the Queen terribly. 'Fiordelisa
must be in league with them, to annoy me I'_she said. 'Let us
go and accuse her of it.'
So she and Turntella went up into the tower. Now it happened
:hat it was nearly midnight, and Fiordelisa, all decked with jewels,
was sitting at the window with the Blue Bird, and as the Queen
paused outside the door to listen she heard the Princess and her
lover singing together a little song he had just taught her. These,
were the words -
Oh I what a luckless pair are we,
One in a prison, and one in a tree.
All our trouble and anguish came \
From our faithfulness spoiling our enemies' game.
But vainly they practise their cruel arts,
For nought can sever our two fond hearts.'

They sound melancholy perhaps, but the two voices sang
them gaily enough, and the Queen burst open the door, crying,
Ah I my Turritella, there is some treachery going on here I '
As soon as she saw her, Fiordelisa, with great presence of mind.'
hastily shut her little window, that the Blue Bird might have time
to escape, and then turned to meet the Queen, who overwhelmed
her with a torrent of reproaches.
Your intrigues are discovered, Madam,' she said furiously;
'and you need not hope that your high rank will save you fromI
the punishment you deserve.'
.- '4~ with whom do you scocus me of intriguing, Maa


said the Princess. Have I not been your prisoner these twoe
years, and who have I seen except the gaolers sent by you ? '
While she spoke the Queen and Turritella were looking at heri
in the greatest surprise, perfectly dazzled by her beauty and the
splendour of her jewels, and the Queen said :
'If one may ask, Madam, where did you get all these
diamonds.? Perhaps you mean to tell me that you have discovered
a mine of them in the tower I'
'I certainly did find them here,' answered the Princess.
'And pray,' said the Queen, her wrath increasing every
moment, for whose admiration are you decked out like this, since
I have often seen you not half as fine on the most important occa.
sions at Court ?'
For my own,' answered Fiordelisa. You must admit that I
have had plenty of time on my hands, so you cannot be surprised
at my spending some of it in making myself smart.'
That's all very fine,' said the Queen suspiciously. I think I
will look about, and see for myself.'
So she and Turritella began to search every corner of the little
room, and when they came to the straw mattress out fell such a
quantity of pearls, diamonds, rubies, opals, emeralds, and sapphires,
that they were amazed, and could not tell what to think. But the
Queen resolved to hide somewhere a packet of false lefters to prove
that the Princess had been conspiring with the King's enemies,
and she chose the chimney as a good place. Fortunately for Fior-
delisa this was exactly where the Blue Bird had perched himself,
to keep an eye upon her proceedings, and try to avert danger from
his beloved Princess, and now he cried:
'Beware, Fiordelisa I Your false enemy is plotting against
This strange voice so frightened the Queen that she took the
letter and went away hastily with Turritella, and they held a
council to try and devise some means of finding out what Fairy or
Enchanter was favouring the Princess. At last they sent one of
the Queen's maids to wait upon Fiordelisa, and told her to pretend
to be quite stupid, and to see and hear nothing, while she was really
to watch the Princess day and night, and keep the Queen informed
of all her doings.
Poor Fiordelisa, who guessed she was sent as a spy, was in
despair, and cried bitterly that she dared not see her dear Blue Bird
for fear that some evil might happen to him if he were discovered.


The days were so long, and the nights so dull, but or a whole
month she never went near her little window lest he should fly to
her as he used to do.
However, at last the spy, who had never taken her eyes off the
Princess day or night, was so overcome with weariness that she
fell into a deep pleep, and as soon as the Princess saw that, she
flew to open her window and cried softly:
'Blue Bird, blue as the sky,
Fly to me now, there's nobody by.'
And the Blue Bird, who had never ceased to flutter round
within sight and hearing of her prison, came in an instant. They
had so much to say, and were so overjoyed to meet once more,
that it scarcely seemed to them five minutes before the sun rose,
and the Blue Bird had to fly away.
But the next night the spy slept as soundly as before, so that the
Blue Bird came, and he and the Princess began to think they were
perfectly safe, and to make all sorts of plans tfr being happy as they
were before the Queen's visit. But, alas I the third night the spy
was not quite so sleepy, and when the Princess opened her window
and cried as usual
Blue Bird, blue as the sky,
Fly to me now,there's nobody nigh,'
she was wide awake in a moment, though she was sly enough
to keep her eyes shut at first. But presently she heard voices, and
peeping cautiously, she saw by the moonlight the most lovely blue
bird in the world, who was talking to the Princess, while she
stroked and caressed it fondly.
The spy did not lose a single word of the conversation, and as
soon as the day dawned, and the Blue Bird had reluctantly said
good-bye to the Princess, she rushed off to the Queen, and told her
all she had seen and heard.
Then the Queen sent for Turritella, and they talked it over, and
very soon came to the conclusion than this Blue Bird was no other
than King Charming himself.
Ah I that insolent Princess I' cried the Queen. To think that
when we supposed her to be so miserable, she was all the while as
happy as possible with that false King. But I know how we can
avenge ourselves I
So the spy was ordered to go back and pretend to sleep as:


soundly as ever, and indeed she went to bed earlier thi6 E sa, and
snored as naturally as possible, and the poor Princess ran to the
window and cried:
'Blue.Bird, blue as the sky,
Fly to me now, there's nobody by '
But no bird came. All night long she called, and waited, and
listened, but still there was no answer, for the cruel Queen had
caused the fir tree to be hung all over with knives, swords, razors,
shears, bill-hooks, and sickles, so that when the Blue Bird heard
the Princess call, and flew towards her, his wings were cut, and his
little black feet clipped off, and all pierced and stabbed in twenty
places, he fell back bleeding into his hiding place in the tree, and
lay there groaning and despairing, for he thought the Princess
must have been persuaded to betray him, to regain her liberty.
Ah I Fiordelisa, can you indeed be so lovely and so faithless ?'
he sighed, then I may as well die at once I' And he turned over on
his side and began to die. But it happened that his friend the
Enchanter had been very much alarmed at seeing the Frog chariot
come back to him'without King Charming, and had been round
the world eight times seeking him, but without success. At the
very moment when the King gave himself up to despair, he was
passing through the wood for the eighth time, and called, as he had
done all over the world:
Charming! King Charming Are you here ?
The King at once recognized his friend's voice, and answered
very faintly:
'I am here.'
The Enchanter looked all round him, but could see nothing,
and then the King said again:
'I am a Blue Bird.'
Then the Enchanter found him in an instant, and seeing his
pitiable condition, ran hither and thither without a word, until he
had collected a handful of magic herbs, with which, and a few
incantations, he speedily made the King whole and sound again.
'Now,' said he, 'let me hear all about it. There must be a
Princess at the bottom of this.'
'There are two I' answered King Charming; with awry smile.
And then be told the whole story, accusing Fiordelisa of having
betrayed the secret of his visits to make her peace with the Queen,
pd indeed saying a great many hard things about her fikl-ees ,


and her deceitful beauty, and so on. The Enchanter *quitefagreed
with him, and even went further, declaring that all Princesses were
alike, except perhaps in the matter of beauty, and advised him to:
(have done with Fiordelisa, and forget all about her. But, somehow
or other, this advice did not quite please the King.
What is to be done next ? said the Enchanter, since you
still have five years to remain a Blue Bird.'
Take me to your palace,' answered the King; there you- can
at least keep me in a cage safe from cats and swords.'
Well, that will be the best thing to do for the present,' said
his friend. But I am not an Enchanter for nothing. 1 I'm sure to
have a brilliant idea for you before long.'

In the meantime Fiordelisa, quite in despair, sat at her window
lday and night calling her dear Blue Bird in vain, and imagining
over and over again all the terrible things that could have happened
to him, until she grew quite pale and thin.. As for the Queen and
Turritella, they were triumphant but their triumph was short, for
the King, Fiordelisa's father, fell ill and died, and all the people
rebelled against the Queen and Turritella, and came in a body to
ithe palace demanding Fiordelisa.
The Queen came out'upon the balcony with threats and haughty
words, so that at last they lost their patience, and broke open the
,doors of the palace, one of which fell back upon the Queen and
Killed her. Turritella fled to the Fairy Mazilla, and all the nobie


'of the kingdom fetched the Princess Fiordelisiafrom her prison in
the tower, and made her Queen. Very soon, wit all the care and
attention they bestowed upon her, she recovered from the effects of
her long captivity and looked more beautiful than ever, and was able
to take counsel with her courtiers, and arrange for the governing of
her kingdom during her absence.* And then, taking a bagful of
jewels, she set out all alone to look for the Blue Bird, without
telling anyone where she was going.
Meanwhile, the Enchanter was taking care of King Charming,
but as his power was not great enough to counteract the Fairy
Mazilla's, he at last resolved to go and see if he could make any
kind of terms with her for his friend; for you see, Fairies and
Enchanters are cousins in a sort of way, after all; and after know-
ing one another for five or six hundred years and falling out, and
making it up again pretty often, they understand one another well
enough. So the Fairy Mazilla received him graciously, 'And
what may you be wanting, Gossip ? said she.
You can do a good turn for me if you will,' he answered. A
King, who is a friend of mine, was unlucky enough to offend
Aha I I know who you mean,' interrupted the Fairy..' I anm
sorry not to oblige you, Gossip, but he need expect no mercy from
me unless he will marry my goddaughter, whom you see yonder
looking so pretty and charming. Let him think over what. I
The Enchanter hadn't a word to say, for he thought Turritella
really frightful, but he could not go away without making one more
effort for his friend the King, who was really in great danger as
long as he lived in a cage. Indeed, already he had met with several
alarming accidents. Once the nail on which his cage was hung
had given way, and his feathered Majesty had suffered much from
the fall, while Madam Puss, who happened to be in the room at
the time, had given him a scratch in the eye which came very
near blinding him.' Another time they had forgotten to give him
any water to drink, so that he was nearly dead with thirst; and
the worst thmg of all was that he was in danger of losing his
kingdom, for he had been absent so long that all his subjects
believed him to be dead. So considering all these things the
Enchanter agreed with the Fairy Mazilla that she should restore
the King to his natural form, and should take Turritella to stay in
his palace for several months, and if, after the time was over, he


still could not make up his minmd I marry her, he should once more
be changed into a Blue Bird.
Then the Fairy dressed Turritella in a magnificent gold and
silver robe, and they mounted together upon a flying Dragon, and
very soon reached King Charming's palace, where he, too, had just
been brought by his faithful friend the Enchanter.
Three strokes of the Fairy's wand restored his natural form,
and he was as handsome and delightful as ever, but he considered
that he paid dearly for his restoration when he caught sight of
Turritella, and the mere idea of marrying her made him shudder.
Meanwhile, Queen Fiordelisa, disguised as a poor peasant girl,
wearing a great straw hat that concealed her face, and carrying an
old sack over her shoulder, had set out upon her weary journey, and
had travelled far, sometimes by sea and sometimes by land; some-
times on foot, and sometimes on horseback, but not knowing which
way to go. She feared all the time that every step she took was
leading her farther from her lover. One day as she sat, quite
tired and sad, on the bank of a little brook, cooling her white feet
in the clear running water, and combing her long hair that glittered
like gold in the sunshine, a little bent old woman passed by, leaning
on a stick. She stopped, and said to Fiordelisa:
What, my pretty child, are you all alone ?'.
'Indeed, good mother, I am too sad to care for company,' she
answered; and the tears ran down her cheeks.'
Don't cry,' said the old woman,' but tell me truly what is the
matter. Perhaps I can help you.'
The Queen told her willingly all that had happened, and how
she was seeking the Blue Bird. Thereupon the little old woman
suddenly stood up straight, and grew tall, and young, and beautiful,
and said with a smile to the astonished Fiordelisa:
'Lovely Queen, the King whom you seek is no longer a bird.
My sister Mazilla has given his own form back to him, and he is
in his own kingdom. Do not be afraid, you will reach him, and
will prosper. Take these four eggs; if you break one when you
are in any great difficulty, you will find aid.'
So saying, she disappeared, and Fiordelisa, feeling "much
encouraged, put' the eggs into her bag and turned her steps
towards Charming's kingdom.. After walking on and on for eight
days and eight nights, she came at last to a tremendously high
hill of polished ivory, so steep that it was impossible to get a
fooltold .upon it. Fiordelisa tried a thousand times, and scram-


bled and slipped, but always in the end found herself exactly where
she started from. At last she sat down at the foot of it m despair,
and then suddenly bethought herself of the eggs. Breaking one
quickly, she found in it some little gold hooks, and with these
fastened to her feet and hands, she mounted the ivory hill without
further trouble, fo, the little hooks saved her from slipping. As'
soon as she reached the top a new difficulty presented itself, for all
the other side, and indeed the whole valley, was one polished
mirror, in which thousands and thousands of people were admir-
ing their reflection. For this was a magic mirror, in which people

si'w themselves just as they wished to appear, and pilgrims came]
to it from the four corners of the world. But nobody had ever been!
able to reach the top of the hill, and when they saw Fiordelisas
standing there, they raised a terrible outcry, declaring that if she'
set foot upon their glass she would break it to pieces. The Queen,
not knowing what to do, for she saw it would be dangerous to try
to go down, broke the second egg, and out came a chariot, drawn
by two white doves, and Fiordelisa got into it, and was floated
softlyl away. After a night and a day the doves alighted outside
the gaw of King Charming's kingdom. Here the Queen got out of


'the chariot and kissed the doves and thanked them, and then with
a beating heart she walked into the town, asking the people she
met where she could see the King. But they only laughed at her,
Crying :
See the King? 'And pray, why do you want to see the King,
my little kitchen-maid ? You had better go and wash your face
first, your eyes are not clear enough to see him I' For the Queen
had disguised herself, and pulled her hair down about her eyes, that
no one might know her. As they would not tell her, she went on
farther, and presently asked again,' and this time the people
answered that to-morrow she might see the King driving through
the streets with the Princess Turritella, as it was said that at last
he had consented to marry her. This was indeed terrible news to
Fiordelisa. Had she come all this weary way only to find Turri.
tell had succeeded in making King Charming forget her ?
She was too tired and miserable to walk another step, so she
sat down in a doorway and cried bitterly all night long. As soon
as it was light she hastened to the palace, and after being sent
away fifty times by the guards, she got in at last, and saw the
thrones set in the great hall for the King and Turritella, who was
'already looked upon as Queen.
Fiordelisa hid herself behind a marble pillar, and very soon
saw Turritella make her appearance, richly dressed, but as ugly as
ever, and with her came the King, more handsome and splendid
even than Fiordelisa had remembered him. When Turritella had
seated herself upon the throne, the Queen approached her.
Who are you, and how dare you come near my high-mighti.
ness, upon my golden throne ?' said Turritella, frowning fiercely at
They call me the little kitchen-maid,' she replied,' and I come
'to offer some precious things for sale,' and with that she searched in
her old sack; and drew out the emerald bracelets King Charming
had given her.
Ho, ho I' said Turritella, those are pretty bits of glass. I
suppose you would like five silver pieces for them.'
'Show them to someone who understands such things, Madam,'
answered the Queen; after that we can decide upon the price.'
Turritella, who really loved King Charming as much as she
[could love anybody, and was always delighted to get a chance of
taking to him, now showed him the bracelets, asking how much he
considered them worth. As soon as he saw them he remembered


those he had given to Fiordelisa, and turned very pale and sighed
deeply, and fell into such sad thought that he quite forgot to
answer her. Presently she asked him again, and then he said,
with a great effort:
I believe these bracelets are worth as much as my kingdom.
I thought there was only one such pair in the world; but here, it
seems, is another.'
Then Turritella went back to the Queen, and asked her what
was the lowest price she would take for them.
More than you would find it easy to pay, Madam,' answered
she; but if you will manage for me to sleep one night in the
Chamber of Echoes, I will give you the emeralds.'
By all means, my little kitchen-maid,' said Turritella, highly
The King did not try to find out where the bracelets had come
from, not because he did not want to know, but because the only way
would have been to ask Turritella, and he disliked her so much that
he never spoke to her if he could possibly avoid it. It was he who
had told Fiordelisa about the Chamber of Echoes, when he was a Blue
Bird. It was a little room below the King's own bed-chamber, and
was so ingeniously built that the softest whisper in it was plainly
heard in the King's room. Fiordelisa wanted to reproach him for,
his faithlessness, and could not imagine a better way than this. So
when, by Turritella's orders, she was left there she began to weep
and lament, and never ceased until daybreak.
The King's pages told Turritella, when she asked them, what a
sobbing and sighing they had heard, and she asked Fiordelisa what
it was all about. The Queen answered that she often dreamed
and talked aloud.
But by an unlucky chance the King heard nothing of all this,
for he took a sleeping draught every night before he lay down, and
did not wake up until the sun was high.
The Queen passed the day in great disquietude.
If he did hear me,' she said,' could he remain so cruelly in-
different ? But if he did not hear me, what can I do to get another
chance ? I have plenty of jewels, it is true, but nothing remarkable
enough to catch Turritella's fancy.'
Just then she thought of the eggs, and broke one, out of which
came a little carriage of polished steel ornamented with gold,
drawn by six green mice. The coachman was a rose-coloured rat,,
the postilion a grey one, and the carriage was occupied by the


tiniest and most charming figures, who could dance and do wonder-
ful tricks. Fiordelisa clapped her hands and danced for joy when
she saw this triumph of magic art, and as soon as it was evening,'
went to a shady garden-path down which she knew Turritella would
pass, and then she made the mice galop, and the tiny people show'
off their tricks, and sure enough Turritella came, and the moment
she saw it all cried:
Little kitchen-maid, little kitchen-maid, what will you take for
your mouse-carriage ?'
And the Queen answered:
Let me sleep once more in the Chamber of Echoes.'

'I won't refuse your request, poor creature,' said Turritella
And then she turned to her ladies and whispered:
'The silly creature does not know how to profit by her
chances; so much the better for me.'
When night came Fiordelisa said all the loving words she could
think of, but alas I with no better success than before, for the King
slept heavily after his draught. One of the pages said:
SThis peasant girl must be crazy;' but another answered:
'Yet what she says sounds very sad and touching.'
As for Fiordelisa, she thought the King must have a very hard
heart if he could hear how she grieved and yet pay her no attention.
She had but one more chance, and on breaking the last egg she


foumnd-to her great delight that it contaiine a-more marvelloru
thing than ever. It was a pie made of six birds, cooked to perfeed
tion, and yet they were all alive, and singing and talking, and they
answered questions and told fortunes in the most amusing way.I
Taking this treasure Fiordelisa once more set herself to wait in the
great hall through which Turritella was sure to pass, and as she sat
there one of the King's pages came by, and said to her:
'Well, little kitchen-maid, it is a good thing that the King
always takes a sleeping draught, for if not he would be kept awake
all night by your sighing and lamenting.'
Then Fiordelisa knew why the King had not heeded her, and
taking a handful of pearls and diamonds out of her sack, she said,
'If you can promise me that to-night the King shall not have his
sleeping draught, I will give you all these jewels.'
-' Oh 1.1 promise that willingly,' said the page.
At this moment Turritella appeared, and at the first sight of the
savoury pie, with the pretty little birds all singing and chattering,
she cried:-
That is an admirable -pie, little kitchen-maid. Pray what will
you take for it ?'
The usual price,' she answered. To sleep once more in the
Chamber of Echoes.'
By all means, only give me the pie,' said the greedy Turritella.
And when night was come, Queen Fiordelisa waited until she
thought everybody in the palace would be asleep, and then began
to lament as before.
'Ah, Charming I' she said, 'what have I ever done that you
should forsake me and marry Turritella ? If you could only know
all I have suffered, and what a weary way I have come to seek
Now the page had faithfully kept his word, and given King
Charming a glass of water instead of his. usual sleeping draught,
so there he lay wide awake, and heard every word Flordelisa said,
and even recognized her voice, though he' could not tell where it
came from.
Ah, Princess I' he said,' how could you betray me to our cruel
enemies when I loved you so dearly ?'
Fiordelisa heard him, and answered quickly:
Find out the little kitchen-maid, and she will explain every-
Then the King in a great hurry sent for his pages and said:


*'Iyou nn fin th;e-itti 7lalt chT-ina id-brinitg her to me'at
* 'Nothing could be easier, Sir,' they answered,' for she is in the
Chamber of Echoes.'
The King was very much puzzled when he heard this. How
could the lovely Princess Fiordelisa be a ? or how
could a little kitchen-maid have Fiordelisa's own voice? So he
dressed hastily, and ran down a little secret staircase which led to
the Chamber of Echoes. There, upon a heap of soft cushions, sat
his lovely Princess. She had laid aside all her ugly disguises and
wore a white silken robe, and her golden hair shone in the soft
lamp-light. The King was overjoyed at the sight, and rushed to

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throw himself at her feet, and asked her a thousand questions
without giving her time to answer one. "Fiordelisa was equally
happy to be with him once more, and nothing troubled them but
the remegibrance of the Fairy Mazilla. But at this moment in
came the Enchanter, and with him a famous Fairy, the same in
fact who had given Fiordelisa the eggs. After greeting the King
and Queen, they said that as they were united in wishing to help.
King Charming, the Fairy Mazilla had no longer any power
against him, and he might marry Fiordelisa as soon as he pleased.
The King's joy may be imagined, and as soon as it was day the
news was spread through the palace, and everybody who saw
Fiordelisa loved her directly.' When Turritella heard what had


happened she came running to the King, and when she saw
Fiordelisa with him she was terribly angry, but before she could
Iay a word the Enchanter and the Fairy changed her into a big
brown owl, and she floated away out of one of the palace windows,
hooting dismally. Then the wedding was held with great splen-,
dour, and King Charming and Queen Fiordelisa lived happily ever
LaIMU Bln. Par MUw. d'AozOry.


ONCE upon a time there was a handsome black Spanish hen,
I who had a large brood of chickens. They were all fine,
plump little birds, except the youngest, who was quite unlike his
brothers and sisters. Indeed, he was such a strange, queer-looking
creature, that when he first chipped his shell his mother could
scarcely believe her eyes, he was so different from the twelve other
fluffy, downy, soft little chicks who nestled under her wings. This
one looked just as if he had been cut m two. He had only one leg,
and one wing, and one eye. and he had half a head and half a beak.
His mother shook her head sadly as she looked at him and said.
My youngest born is only a half-chick. He can never grow up
a tall handsome cock like his brothers. They will go out into the
world and rule over poultry yards of their own; but this poor little
fellow will always have to stay at home with his mother.' And
she called him Medio Pollito, which is Spamsh for half-chick.
Now though Medio Pollito was such an odd, helpless-looking
little thing, his mother soon found that he was not at all willing to
remain under her wing and protection. Indeed, in character he
was as unlike his brothers and sisters as he was in appearance.
They were good, obedient chickens, and when the old hen chicked
after them, they chirped and ran back to her side. But Medio
I'ollito had a rovmg spirit m spite of his one leg, and when his
mother called to hun to return to the coop, he pretended that he
could not hear, because he had only one ear.
When she took the whole family out for a walk in the fields.
Medio Pollito would hop away by himself, and hide among the
Indian corn. Many an anxious minute his brothers and sisters had
looking for him, while his mother ran to and fro cackling in fear
and dismay.
!As he grew older hebecame more self-willed and disobedient,


and his manner to his mother was often very rude, and hi 'temper,
to the other chickens very disagreeable.
One day he had been out for a longer expedition than usual in
the fields. On his return he strutted up to his mother with the
peculiar little hop and kick which was his way'of walking, and
cocking his one eye at her in a very bold way he said:
Mother, I am tired of this life in a dull farmyard, with nothing
but a dreary maize field to look at. I'm off to Madrid to see the
To Madrid, Medio Pollito!' exclaimed his mother;.' why, you
silly chick, it would be a long journey for a grown-up cock, and a
poor little thing like you would be tired out before you had gone
half the distance. No, no, stay at home with your mother, and
some day, when you are bigger, we will go a little journey to-
But Medio Pollito had made up his mind, and he would not
listen to his mother's advice, nor to the prayers and entreaties of
his brothers and sisters.
What is the use of our all crowding each other up in this
poky little place ?' he said. When I have a fine courtyard of my
own at the King's palace, I shall perhaps ask some of you to come
and pay me a short visit,' and scarcely waiting to say good-bye to
his family, away he stumped down the high road that led to
'Be sure that you are kind and civil to everyone you meet,',
called his mother, running after him; but he was in such a hurry
to be off, that he did not wait to answer her, or even to look
A little later in the day, as he was taking a short cut through a
'field, he passed a stream. Now the stream was all choked up, and
overgrown with weeds and water-plants, so that its waters could
not flow freely.
Oh I Medio Pollito,' it cried, as the half-chick hopped along
its banks,' do come and help me by clearing away these weeds.'
Help you, indeed I exclaimed Medio Pollito, tossing his head,
and shaking the few feathers in his tail. Do you think I have
nothing to do but to waste my time on such trifles? Help your.
self, and don't trouble busy travellers. I am off to Madrid to see
Ithe King,' and hoppity-kick, hoppity-kick, away stumped Medio
A little later he came to a fire that had been left by sowme


gipsies in a wood. It was burning very low, and would ioon bek
Oh I Medio Pollito,' cried the fire, in a weak, wavering voice'
as the half-chick approached, in a few minutes I shall go quite
out, unless you put some sticks and dry leaves upon me. Do help
me, or I shall die I '
'Help you, indeed' answered Medio Pollito. 'I have other
things to do. Gather sticks for yourself, and don't trouble me. I
am off to Madrid to see the King,' and hoppity-kick, hoppity-kdck,l
away stumped Medio Pollito.
Thd next morning, as he was getting near Madrid, he passed a
large chestnut tree, in whose branches the wind was caught and
'entangled. .' Oh Medio Pollito,' called the wind, 'do hop up
here, and help me to get free of these branches. I cannot come
away, and it is so uncomfortable.'
It is your own fault for going there,' answered Medio Pollito.1
I can't waste all my morning stopping here to help you. Just
'shake yourself ofl and don't hinder me, for I am off to Madrid.
to see the King,' and hoppity-kick, hoppity-kick, away stumpedi
Medio Pollito in great glee, for the towers and roofs of Madrid
were now in sight. When he entered the town he saw before him'
a great splendid house, with soldiers standing before the gates. This
he knew must be the King's palace, and he determined to hop up
to the front gate and wait there until the King came out. But as
he was hopping past one of the back windows the King's cook saw
Here is the very thing I want,' he exclaimed,' for the King has
just sent a message to say that he must have chicken broth for his
dinner,' and opening the window he stretched out his arm, caught
Medio Pollito, and popped him into the broth-pot that was stand-
ing near the fire. Oh I how wet and clammy the water felt as it
went over Medio Pollito's head, making his feathers cling to his
Water, water I,' he cried in his despair,"' do have pity upon mel
and do not wet me like this.'.....
Ah i Medio Pollito,' replied the water, you would not help me
when I was a little stream away on the fields, now you must be
Then the fire began to burn and scald Medio Pollito, and he
danced and hopped from one side of the pot to the other, trying to
get away from the heat, and crying out in pain:



'Fire, fire I do not scorch me like this; you oan't think hoit
'Ahl Medio Pollito,' answered the fiie, 'you would not help
me when I was dying away in the wood. You are being punished.',
At last, just when the pain was so great that Medio Pollito
thought he must die, the cook lifted up the lid of the pot to see if
the broth was ready for the King's dinner.
Look here 1' he cried in horror', this chicken is quite useless.

iIt is burnt to a cinder. I can't send it up to the royal table; and
opening the window he threw Medio Pollito out into the street.
But the wind caught him up, and whirled him through the air so
quickly that Medio Pollito could scarcely breathe, and his heart
beat against his side till he thought it would break.
Oh, wind I at last he gasped out, 'if you hurry me along like
this you will kill me. Do let me rest a moment, or-' but he
[was so breathless that he could not finish his sentence.
Ah I Medio Pollito,' replied the wind, when I was caught in'


the branches of the chestnut tree you would not help me; now
you are punished.', And he swirled Medio Pollito over the roofs of
the houses till they reached the highest church in the town, and
there he left him fastened to the top of the steeple.
And there stands Medio Pollito to this day.- And if you go to
Madrid, and walk through the streets till y.u come to the highest
church, you will see Medio Pollito perched on his one leg on the
steeple, with his one wing drooping at his oe, and gazing sadly out
of his one eye over the town."
sBpnish Tradition.



C ALIPH CHASID, of Bagdad, was resting comfortably on his
divan one fine afternoon. He was smoking a long pipe, and
from time to time he sipped a little coffee which a slave handed to
him, and after each sip he stroked his long beard with an air of
enjoyment. In short, anyone could see that the Caliph was in an
excellent humour. This was, in. fact, the best time of day in which
to approach him, for just now he was pretty sure to be both affable
and in good spirits, and for this reason the Grand Vizier Mansor
always chose this hour in which to pay his daily visit.
He arrived as usual this afternoon, but, contrary to his usual
custom, with an anxious face. The Caliph withdrew his pipe for a
moment from his lips and asked, Why do you look so anxious,
Grand Vizier?'
The Grand Vizier crossed his arms on his breast and bent low
before his master as he answered:
Oh, my Lord I whether my countenance be anxious or not I
know not, but down below, in the court of the palace, is a pedlar
with such beautiful things that I cannot help feeling annoyed at
having so little money to spare.'.
.The Caliph, who had wished for some time past to give his
'Grand Vizier a present, ordered his black slave to bring the pedlar
before him at once. The slave soon returned, followed by the
pedlar, a short stout man with a swarthy face, and dressed in very
ragged clothes. He carried a box containing all manner of wares
-strings of pearls, rings, richly mounted pistols, goblets, and
combs. The Caliph and his Vizier inspected everything, and the
,Caliph chose some handsome pistols for himself and Mansor, and a
jewelled comb for the Vizier's wife. Just as the pedlar was about
,to close his box, the Caliph noticed a small drawer, and asked if


there was anything else !n it for sale. The pedlar opened the
drawer and showed them a box containing a black powder, and a
scroll written in strange characters, which neither the Caliph nor
the Mansor could read.
SI got these two articles from a merchant who had picked them
up in the street at Mecca,' said the pedlar. I do not know what
they may contain, but as they are of no use to me, you are wel-
come to have them for a trifle.'
The Caliph, who liked to have old manuscripts in his library,

even though he could not read them, purchased the scroll and the
box, and dismissed the pedlar. Then, being anxious to know what
might be the contents of the scroll, he asked the Vizier if he did
not know of anyone who might be able to decipher it.
Most gracious Lord and master,' replied the Vizier, near the
great Mosque lives -a man called Selim the learned, who knows
every language under the sun. Send for him: it may be that he
will be able to interpret these mysterious characters,'


SThe learned Selim was summoned immediately.
Selim,' said the Caliph, -I hear you are a scholar. Look well
at this scroll and see whether you can read it.. If you can, I will
give you a robe of honour; but if you fail, I.will order you to receive
twelve strokes on your cheeks, and five-and-twenty on the soles of
your feet, because you have been falsely called Selim.-the learned.'
Selim prostrated himself and said, Be it according to your
will, oh master '- Then he gazed long at the scroll. Suddenly he
exclaimed: May I die, oh, my Lord, if this isn't Latin I'
Well,' said the Caliph, 'if it is Latin, let us hear what it
SSo Selim began "to translate: 'Thou who mayest find this,
praise Allab for his mercy. Whoever shall snuff the powder in this
box, and at the same time shall pronounce the word Mutabor "
can transform himself into any creature he likes, and will under.
stand the language of all animals. When he wishes to resume the
human form, he has only to bow three times towards the east, and
,to repeat the same word. Be careful, however, when wearing the
shape of some beast or bird, not to laugh, or thou wilt certainly for-
get the magic word and remain an animal for ever.'
- When Selim the learned had read this, the Caliph was delighted.
He made the wise man swear not to tell the matter to anyone, gave
him a splendidrobe, and dismissed him. Then he said to his Vizier.
.'That's what I call a good bargain, Mansor. I am longing for the
moment when I can become some animal. To-morrow morning I
shall expect you early; we will go into the country, take some
snuff from my, box, and then hear what is being said in air, earth,
and water.'
Next morning Caliph Chasid had barely finished dressing and
breakfasting, when the Grand Vizier arrived, according to orders,
to accompany him in his expedition. The Caliph stuck the snuff.
box in his girdle, and, having desired his servants to remain at
home, started off-with the Grand Vizier only in attendance. First
they walked through the palace gardens, but they looked in vain
for some creature which could tempt them to try their magio
power. At length the Vizier suggestedgoing further on to a pond
which lay beyond the town, and where he had often seen a variety
of creatures, especially storks, whose grave, dignified appearance
'ad sonstantchatter had often attracted his attention.


.The Caliph consented, and they went straight to the pond. As
soon as they arrived they remarked a stork strutting up and down
'with a stately air, hunting for frogs, and now and then muttering
something to itself. At the same time they saw another stork far
above in the sky flying towards the same spot.
'I would wager my beard, most gracious master,' said the
Grand Vizier, that these two long legs will have a good chat
together. How would it be if we turned ourselves into storks ?' -
Well said,' replied the Caliph; 'but first let us remember care-
fully how we are to become men once more. True I Bow thee
times towards the east and say "Mutabor I" and I shall be Caliph
and you my Grand Vizier again. But for Heaven's sake don't laugh
pr we are lost I'
As the Caliph spoke he saw the second stork circling round his
head and gradually flying towards the earth. Quickly he drew the
ox from his girdle, took a good pinch of the snuff, and offered one
to Mansor, who also took one, and both cried together Mutabor '
I Instantly their legs shrivelled up and grew thin and red; their
mart yellow slippers turned to clumsy stork's feet, their arms to
wings; their necks began to sprout from between their shoulders
and grew a yard long; their beards disappeared, and their bodies
[were covered with feathers.
You've got a fine long hill, Sir Vizier,' cried the CAliph, after
standing for some time lost in astonishment. By the beard of the
Prophet I never saw such a thing in all my life I '
My very humble thanks,' replied the Grand Vizier, as he bent
.his long neck; but, if I may venture to say so, your Highness is
ven handsomer as a stork than as a Caliph. But come, if it so
leases you, let us go near our comrades there and find out Whether
'we really do understand the language of storks.'
Meantime the second stork had reached the ground. It first
Scraped its bill with its claw, stroked down its feathers, and then
advanced towards the first stork. The two newly made storks lost
no time in drawing near and to their amazement overheard the
following conversation:
'Good morning, Dame Longlegs. You are out early this
morning I'
'Yes, indeed, dear Chatterbill I I am getting myself a morsel of
breakfast. May I offer you a joint of lizard or a frog's thigh ? '
A thousand thanks, but I have really no appetite this morning.
Iam here for a very different purpose. I am to dance to-day
D2 '

before my father's guests,and I have come to the meadow for a'
little quiet practice.'
Thereupon the young stork began to move about with the most
wonderful steps. The Caliph and Mansor looked on in surprise for
some time; but when atlast she balanced herself in a picturesque
attitude on one legand flapped her wings gracefully up and down,'
they could hold out no longer; a prolonged peal burst from each of
their bills, and it was some time before they could recover their corn-.

posure." The Caliph was the first to collect himself."' That wae'
the best joke,' said he, 'I've ever seen.' It's a pity the stupid
creatures were scared away by our laughter, or no doubt they would
have sung next I'
Suddenly, however, the Vizier remembered how strictly they had!
been warned not to laugh during their transformation. He at once
communicated his fears to the Caliph, who exclaimed, By Mecca'
and Medinal it would indeed prove but a poor joke if I had to

Whaitn a stork for the remainder of my days Do just try'and
remember the stupid word, ifhas slipped my memory.'
'We must bow three times eastvawrds: and say Mu ...-
mu mu ..."
They turned to the east and fell to bowing till their. bills
touched the ground, but, oh horror-the magic word was quite for-
gotten, and however often the Caliph bowed and however touchingly
his Vizier cried Mu mu .' they could not recall it, and
the unhappy Chasid and Mansor remained storks as they were.
The two enchanted birds wandered sadly on through 'the
,meadows. In their misery they could not think what to do next.
They could not rid themselves of their new forms; there was nouse
in returning to the towi and saying who they were; for who would
believe a stork who announced that he was a Caliph; and even if
they did believe him, would the people of Bagdad consent to let a
stork rule over them ?
So they lounged about for several days, supporting themselves
on fruits, which, however, they found some difficulty in eating with
their long bills. They did not much care to eat frogs or lizards.
Their one comfort in their sad plight was the power of flying, and
accordingly they often flew over the roofs of Bagdad to see what
was going on there.
During the first few days they noticed signs of much disturb-
ance and the streets, but about the fourth day, as they
sat on the roof of the palace, they perceived a splendid procession
passing below them along the street. Drums and trumpets
sounded, a man in a scarlet mantle, embroidered in gold, sat on a
splendidly caparisoned horse surrounded by richly'dressed slaves;
half Bagdad crowded after him, and they all shouted, 'Hail,
Mirza, the Lord of Bagdad I'
The two storks on the palace roof looked at each other, and
Caliph Chasid said, Can you guess now, Grand Vizier, why I have
been enchanted ? This Mirza is the son of my deadly enemy, the
mighty magician Kaschnur, who in an evil moment vowed ven-
geance on me. Still I will not despair I Come with me, my faithful
friend; we will go to the grave of the Prophet, and perhaps at that
sacred spot the spell may be loosed.'
They rose from the palace roof, and spread their wings toward


But flying was not quite an easy matter, for the two storks had
had but little practice as yet.
SOh, my Lord I' gasped the Vizier, after a couple of hours, I
can get on no longer; you really fly too quick for me. Besides, it is
nearly evening, and we should do well to find some place in which
to spend the night.'
Chasib listened with favour to his servant's suggestion, and
perceiving in the valley beneath them a ruin which seemed to
promise shelter they flew towards it. The building in which they
proposed to pass the night had apparently been formerly a castle.
Some handsome pillars still stood amongst the heaps of ruins, and
several rooms, which yet remained in fair preservation, gave evi.
dence of former splendour. ? Chasid and his companion wandered
along the passages seeking a dry spot, when suddenly Mansor stood
My Lord and master,' he whispered, 'if it were not absurd
for a Grand Vizier, and still more for a stork, to be afraid of ghosts,
I should feel quite nervous, for someone, or something close by me,
has sighed and moaned quite audibly.'
The Caliph stood still and distinctly heard a low weeping sound
which seemed to proceed from a human being rather than from
any animal. Full of curiosity he was about to rush towards the
spot from whence the sounds of woe came, when the Vizier caught
him by the wing with his bill, and implored him not to expose
himself to fresh and unknown dangers. The Caliph, however, under
whose stork's breast a brave heart beat, tore himself away with
the loss of a few feathers, and hurried down a dark passage.
He saw a door which stood ajar, and through which he distinctly
heard sighs, mingled with sobs. He pushed open the door with
his bill, but remained on the threshold, astonished at the sight
which met his eyes. On the floor of the ruined chamber--which
was but scantily lighted by a small barred-window-sat a large
screech owl. Big tears rolled from its large round eyes, and in a
hoarse voice it uttered its complaints through its crooked beak. As
soon as it saw the Caliph and his Vizier-who had crept up mean-'
while-it gave vent to a joyful cry. It gently wiped the tears
from its eyes with its spotted brown wings, and to the great amaze.,
ment of the two visitors, addressed them in good human Arabic.
Welcome, ye storks I You are a good sign of my deliverance,
for it was foretold me that a piece of good fortune should befall me
.through a stork.'


Whenthe Caliph had recovered from his surprise, he drew up
his feet into a graceful position, bent his long neck, and said: Oh,
screech owl I from ,our words I am led to believe that we see in
you a companion in misfortune. But, alas I your hope that you
may attain your deliverance through us is but a vain one. You.
will know our helplessness when you have heard our story.'
The'screech owl begged him to relate it, and the Caliph accord.
ingly told him what we already know.

When the Caliph had ended, the owl thanked him and said:
SYou hear my story, and own that I am no less unfortunate than
yourselves. My father is the King of the Indies. I, his only
daughter, am named Lusa. That magician Kaschnur, who en-
chanted you, has been the cause of my misfortunes too. He came
one day to my father and demanded my hand for his son Mirza.
My father-who is rather hasty-ordered him to be thrown down-
stairs. The wretch not long after managed to approach me under
another form, and one day, when I was in the garden, and asked for
some refreshment, he brought me-in the disguise of a slave-a
draught which changed me at once to this horrid shape. Whilst I
was fainting with terror he transported me here, and cried to me
with his awful voice : There shall you remain, lonely and hideous,
despised even by the brutes, till the end of your days, or till some
one of his own free will asks you to be his wife. Thus do I avenge
myself on you and your proud father."
Since then many months have passed away. Sad and lonely
do I live like any hermit within these walls, avoided by the world
and a terror even to animals; the beauties of nature are hidden
from me, for I am blind by day, and it is only when the moon
sheds her pale light on this spot that the veil falls from my eyes
and I can see.' The owl paused, and' once more wiped her eyes
with her wing, for the recital of her woes had drawn fresh tears
from her.
The Caliph fell into deep thought on hearing this story of the
Princess. If I am not much mistaken,' said he, there is some
mysterious connection between our misfortunes, but how to find
the key to the riddle is the question.'
The owl answered: Oh, my Lord I I too feel sure of this, for
in my earliest youth a wise woman foretold that a stork would


bring me some great happiness, and I think I could tell you how
we might save ourselves.' The Caliph was much surprised, and
asked her what she meant.
'The Magician who has made us both miserable,' said she,
'comes once a month to these ruins. Not far from this room is a
large hall where he is in the habit of feasting with his companions.
I have often watched them. They tell each other all about their
evil deeds, and possibly the magic word which you have forgotten
may be mentioned.
Oh, dearest Princess I' exclaimed the Caliph,' say, when does he
come, and where is the hall ?'
The owl paused a moment and then said: 'Do not think me
unkind, but I can only grant your request on one condition.'
Speak, speak cried Chasid; command, I will gladly do what-
ever you wish I'
Well,' replied the owl,' you see I should like to be free too; but
this can only be if one of you will offer me his hand in marriage.'
The storks seemed rather taken aback by this suggestion, and
the Caliph beckoned to his Vizier to retire and consult with him.
When they were outside the door the Caliph said: 'Grand
Vizier, this is a tiresome business. However, you can take her.'
Indeed I' said the Vizier; 'so that when I go home my wife
may scratch my eyes out I Besides, I am an old man, and your
Highness is still young and unmarried, and a far more suitable
match for a young and lovely Princess.'
That's just where it is,' sighed the Caliph, whose wings drooped
in a dejected manner; 'how do you know she is young and lovely ?
I call it buying a pig in a poke.
They argued on for some time, but at length, when the Caliph
saw plainly that his Vizier would rather remain a stork to the
end of his days than marry the owl, he determined to fnlfil the
condition himself. The owl was delighted. She owned .that they
could not have arrived at a better time, as most prQbably the
magicians would meet that very night.
She then proceeded to lead the two storks to the chamber. They
passed through a long dark passage till at length a bright ray of
light shone before them through the chinks of a half-ruined, walL
When they reached it the owl advised them to keep very quiet.
Through the gap near which they stood they could with ease
survey the whole of the large hall. It was adorned with splendid
carved pillars; a number of coloured lamps replaced the light of

day. In the middle of the hall stood a round table covered with a
variety of dishes, and about the table was a divan on which eight
men were seated. In one of these bad men the two recognized the
pedlar who had sold the magic powder. The man next him begged
him to Melate all his latest doings, and amongst them he told the
tory,pf the Caliph and his Vizier.

'And what kind of word did you give them 2' asked another old
A very difficult Latin word; it is Mutabor."'

As soon as. the storks heard this they were nearly beside thnm.
selves with joy. They ran at such a pace to the door of the ruined
castle that the owl could scarcely keep up with them. When they
reached it the Caliph turned .to the owl, and said with much
feeling: Deliverer of my friend and myself, as a proof of my
eternal gratitude, accept me as your husband.'. Then he turned


towards the east. Three times the storks bowed their long necks
to the sun, which was just rising over the mountains. Mutabor t'
they both cried, and in an instant they were once more transformed.
In the rapture of their newly-given lives master and servant fell
laughing and weeping into each other's arms. Who shall describe
their surprise when they at last turned rotund and beheld standing
before them a beautiful lady exquisitely dressed t
With a smile she held out her hand to the Caliph, and asked:
' Do you not recognize your screech owl?'
It was she I The Caliph was so enchanted by her grace and
beauty, that he declared being turned into a stork had been the
best piece of luck which had ever befallen him. The three set out
at once for Bagdad. Fortunately, the Caliph found not only the box
with the magic powder, but also his purse in his girdle; he was,
therefore, able to buy in the nearest village all they required for
their journey, and so at last they reached the gates of Bagdad.
Here the Caliph's arrival created the greatest sensation. He
had been quite given up for dead, and /the people were greatly
rejoiced to see their beloved ruler again.
Their rage with the usurper Mirza, however, was great in pro.
portion. They marched in force to the palace and took the old
magician and his son prisoners. The Caliph sent the magician to
the room where the Princess had lived as an owl, and there had him
hanged. As the son, however, knew nothing of his father's acts,
the Caliph gave him his choice between death and a pinch of the
magic snuff. When he chose the latter, the Grand Vizier handed
him' the box. One good pinch, and the magic word transformed
him to a stork. The Caliph ordered him to be confined in an iron
cage, and placed in the palace gardens.
Caliph Chasid lived long and happily with his wife the Princess.
His merriest time was ivhen the Grand Vizier visited him in the
afternoon; and when the Caliph was in particularly high spirits he
would conaescend to mimic the Vizier's appearance when he was
a stork.- He would strut gravely, and with well-stiffened legs, up
and down the room, chattering, and showing how he had vainly
bowed to the east and cried Mu Mu .' The Caliphess
and her children' were'always much entertained by this perform-
ance; but when the Caliph went on nodding and bowing, and
calling 'Mu 'mu .' too long, the Vizier would threaten
laughingly to tell the Caliphess the subject of the discussion carried
on one night outside the door of Princess Screech OwL


ONCE upon a time there lived a rich man who had three sons.
When they grew up, he sent the eldest to travel and see the
world, and three years passed before his family saw him again.
Then he returned, magnificently dressed, and his father was so
delighted with his behaviour, that he gave a great feast in his
honour, to which all the relations and friends were invited.
When the rejoicings were ended, the second son begged leave of
his father to go in his turn to travel and mix with the world. The
father was enchanted at the request, and gave him plenty of money
for his expenses, saying, If you behave as well as your brother, I
will do honour to you as I did to him.' The young man promised
to do his best, and his conduct during three years was all that it
should be. Then he went home, and his father was so pleased with
him that his feast of welcome was even more splendid than the
one before.
The third brother, whose name was Jenik, or Johnnie, was con-
sidered the most foolish of the three. He never did anything at
home except sit over the stove and dirty himself with the ashes;
but he also begged his father's leave to travel for three years. Go
if you like, you idiot; but what good will it do you ? '
The youth paid no heed to his father's observations as long as
he obtained permission to go. The father saw him depart with
joy, glad to get rid of him, and gave him a handsome sum of money
for his needs.
Once, as he was making one of his journeys, Jenik chanced to
cross a meadow where some shepherds were just about to kill a
dog. He entreated them to spare it, and to give it to him instead,
which they willingly did, and he went on his way, followed by the
dog. A little further on he came upon a cat, which someone was
going to put to death. He implored its life, and the cat followed
bim. Finally, in another place, he saved a serpent, which was


also handed over to him, and now they made a party of for--the
dog behind Jenik, the cat behind the dog, and the serpent
behind the cat.
Then the serpent said to Jenik, Go wherever you see me go,' for
in the autumn,'when all the serpents hide themselves intheir holes,
this serpent was going in search of his king, who was king of all
the snakes.
Then he added: My king will scold me for my long absence,'
everyone else is.housed for the winter, and I am very late. I
shall have to tell him what danger I have been in, and how, with.

out your help, I should certainly have lost my life. The king will
ask what you would like in return, anda be sure you beg for the,
watch which hangs on the wall. It'has all sorts of wonderful
properties, you only need to rub it to got whatever you like.'
No sooner said than done. Jenik became the master of she
watch, and the moment he got but he wished to put its virtues to
the proof.I He was hungry, and thought it would be delightful to eat
in the meadow a loaf of new bread .nd a steak of good beef
washed down by a flask of wine, so he scratched the watch, and in
paS Lantiit was all before him. Imagine his Joy I


Evening soon came, and Jenik rubbed his watch, and thought
it would be very pleasant to have a room with a comfortable bed
and a good supper.'. In an instant they were all before him. After
supper he went to-bed and slept till morning, as every honest marn
ought to do, Then he set forth for his father's house, his mind
dwelling on thp, feast that would be awaiting him. ,But as he
returned in the same old clothes in which he went away, his father
flew into a great rage, and refused to do anything for him. Jenik
went to his old place near the stove, and dirtied himself in th6
ashes without anybody minding.'
The third day, feeling rather dull, he thought it would be nice
to see a three-story house filled with beautiful furniture, and with
vessels of silver and gold.- So he rubbed the watch, and there it
all was.' Jenik went to look for his father, and said to him: You
offered me no feast of welcome, but permit me to give one to you,
and come and let me show you my plate.''
The father was much astonished, and longed to know where his
son had got all this wealth. : Jenik did not reply, but begged him to
invite all their relations and friends to a grand banquet.
So the father invited all the world, and everyone was amazed
to see such splendid things, so much plate, and so many fine dishes
on the table. After the first course Jenik prayed his father to
invite the King, and his daughter the Princess.. He rubbed his
watch and wished for a carriage ornamented with gold and silver,
and drawn by six horses, with harness glittering with precious
stones. The father did not dare to sit in this gorgeous coach,
but went to the palace on foot. The King and. his daughter
were immensely surprised with the beauty of the carriage, and
mounted the steps at once to go to Jenik's banquet. Then Jepik
rubbed his watch afresh, and wished that for six miles the way
to the house should be paved with marble.. Who ever felt so
astonished as the King ? Never, had he travelled over such a
gorgeous road.
When Jenik heard the wheels of the carriage, he rubbed his
watch and wished for a still more beautiful house, four stories
high, and hung with gold, silver, and damask; filled with wonderful
tables, covered with dishes such as no king had ever eaten before.
The King, the Queen, and the Princess were speechless with sur-
prise. Never had they seen such a splendid palace, nor such a
high feast I At dessert the King asked Jenik's father to give him
the young man fora son-in-law., No sooner said than done i. The


marriage t6ok place at once,'and the King returned to his own
palace, and left Jenik with his wife in the enchanted house..
Now Jenik was not a very clever man, and at the end of a very
short time he began to bore his wife. She inquired how he
managed to build palaces and to get so many precious things.' He
told her all about the watch, and she never rested till she had
stolen the precious talisman. One night she took the watch;
rubbed it, and wished for a carriage drawn by four horses; and in
this carriage she at once set out for her father's palace.' There she
called to her own attendants, bade them follow her into the carriage;
and drove straight to the sea-side. Then she rubbed her watch,
and wished that the sea might be crossed by a bridge, and that a
magnificent palace might arise in the middle of the sea. No
sooner said than done. The Princess entered the house, rubbed
her watch, and in an instant the bridge was gone.
Left alone, Jenik felt very miserable. His father, mother, and
brothers, and, indeed, everybody else, all laughed at him. Nothing
remained to him 'but the cat and dog whose lives he had once
saved. He took them with him and went far away, for he could no
longer live with his family. He reached at last a great desert, and
saw some crows flying towards a mountain. One of them was a
long way behind, and when he arrived his brothers inquired what
had made him so late. Winter is here,' they said,' and it is time
to fly to other countries.' He told them that he had seen in the
middle of the sea the most wonderful house that ever was
On hearing this, Jenik at once concluded that this must be the
hiding-place of his wife. So he proceeded directly to the shore with
his dog and his cat. When he arrived on the beach, he said to the
dog: You are an excellent swimmer, and you, little one, are very
light; jump on the dog's back and he will take you to the palace.
Once there, he will hide himself near the door, and you must steal
secretly in and try to get hold of my watch.'
No sooner said than done. The two animals crossed the sea;
the dog hid near the house, and the cat stole into the chamber.
The Princess recognized him, and guessed why he had come; and
she took the watch down to the cellar and locked it in a box. But
the cat wriggled its way into the cellar, and the moment the
Princess turned her back, he scratched and scratched till he had
made a hole in the box. Then he took the watch between his
teeth, and waited quietly till the Princess came back.. Scarcely


had she opened the door when the cat was outside, and the watehl
into the bargain.
The cat was no sooner beyond the gates than she said to the
We are going to cross the sea; be very careful not to speak
to me.'
The dog laid this to heart and said nothing; but when they
approached the shore he could not help asking, Have you got the
watch ?'
The cat did not answer--he was afraid that he might let the
talisman fall. When they touched the shore the dog repeated his
'Yes,' said the cat.
And the watch fell into the sea. Then our two friends began
each to accuse the other, and both looked sorrowfully at the place
where their treasure had fallen in. Suddenly a fish appeared near
the edge of the sea. The cat seized it, and thought it'would make
them a good supper.
'I have nine little children,' cried the fish. Spare the father
of a family 1'
'Granted,' replied the cat; 'but on condition that you find our
The fish executed his commission, and they brought the
treasure back to their master. Jenik rubbed the watch and wished
that the palace, with the Princess and all its inhabitants, should
be swallowed up in the sea. No sooner said than done. Jenik
returned to his parents, and he and his watch, his cat and his dog,
lived together happily to the end of their days.


TVEBRYBODY knows that though the fairies live hundreds of years
-U they do sometimes die, and especially as they are obliged to
pass one day in every week under the form of some animal, when
of course they are liable to accident. It was in this way that death
once overtook the Queen of the Fairies, and it became necessary
to call a general assembly to elect a new sovereign. After much
discussion, it appeared that the choice lay between two fairies, one
called Surcantine and the other Paridamie; and their claims were
so equal that it was impossible without injustice to prefer one to
the other. Under these circumstances it was unanimously decided
that whichever of the two could show to the world the greatest
wonder should be Queen ; but it was to be a special kind of wonder,
no moving of mountains or any such common fairy tricks would
do. Surcantine, therefore, resolved that she would bring up a
Prince whom nothing could make constant. While Paridamie
decided to display to admiring mortals a Princess so charming that
no one could see her without falling in love with her. They were
allowed to take their own time, and meanwhile the four oldest
fairies were to attend to the affairs of the kingdom.
Now Paridamie had for a long time been very friendly with
King Bardondon, who was a most accomplished Prince, and whose
court was the model of what a court should be. His Queen,
Balanice, was also charming: indeed it is rare to find a husband
and wife so perfectly of one mind about everything. They had one
little daughter, whom they had named Rosanella,' because she
had a little pink rose printed upon her white throat. From her
earliest infancy she had shown the most astonishing intelligence,
and the courtiers knew her smart sayings by heart, and repeated
them on all occasions. In the middle of the night following the
assembly of fairies, Queen Balanice woke up with a shriek, and


when her maids of honour ran to see wh&a wat the matter, they
jound she had had a frightful dream.
I thought,' said she, that my little daughter had changed into
' bouquet of roses, and that as I held it in my hand a bird swooped
down suddenly and snatched it from me and carried it away.'
Let some one run and see that all is well with the Princess,'
she added.
So they ran; but what was their dismay when they found that
the cradle was empty; and though they sought high and low, not

a trace of Rosanella could they discover. The Queen was incon.
solable, and so, indeed, was the King, only being a man he did not
say quite so much about his feelings. He presently proposed to
Balanice that they should spend a few days at one of their palaces
in the country; and to this she willingly agreed, since her grief
ade 'the gaiety of the capital distasteful to her. One lovely
summer evening, as they sat together on a shady lawn shaped like
a star, from which radiated twelve splendid avenues of trees, the
Queen looked round and saw a charming peasant-girl iprachiip


by each pathfiand what-wasstiil more singular was 'that aedyVoi8
carried something in a basket which appeared to occupy her whole
attention. As each drew near she laid her basket at Balanice's
feet, saying:
Charming Queen, may this be some slight consolation to you'
in your unhappiness I'
The Queen hastily opened the baskets, and found in each a'
lovely baby-girl, about the same age as the little Princess for whom'
she sorrowed so deeply. At first the sight of them renewed her
grief; but presently their charms so gained upon her that she for-
got her melancholy in providing them with nursery-maids, cradle-'
rockers, and ladies-in-waiting, and in sending hither and thither
for swings and dolls and tops, and bushels of the finest sweetmeats.
Oddly enough, every baby had upon its throat a tiny pink rose.
The Queen found it so difficult to decide on suitable names for all
of them, that until she could settle the matter she chose a special
colour for everyone, by which it was known, so that when they were
all together they looked like nothing so much as a nosegay of
gay flowers. Asthey grew older it became evident that thoughthey
were all remarkably intelligent,-and profited equally by the educa-
tion they received, yet they differed one from another in.disposition,
so much so that they gradually ceased to be known as 'Pearl,' or
' Primrose,' or whatever might have been their colour, and the
Queen instead would say:
Where is my Sweet?' or my Beautifl,' or 'my Gay.
Of course, with all these charms they had lovers by the dozen.
Not only in their own court, but princes from afar, who were con-
stantly arriving, attracted by the reports which were spread abroad;
but these lovely girls, thefist Maids of Honour, were as discreet as
they were beautiful, and favoured no one.
But let us return to Surcantine. She had fixed upon the son of
a king who was cousin to BardonJ.n, to bring up as her ficke
Prince. She had before, at his christening, given him all the
graces of mind and body that a prince could possibly require; but
now she redoubled her efforts, and spared no pains in adding every
imaginble charm and fascination. So that whether he happened
t6 be ros or amiable, slendidly or simply attired, serious or
olalous he was always perfectly irresistible! In truth, he ias a
aming yng fellow, aince the Fairy had given him the bM
beart in the world as well as the best hpad, and had left nothg to
Sademsi bt-camstancy. it cannot be denied that Prince


Mirliflor was a desperate firt, and as fickle as the wind; so much
so, that by the time he arrived at his eighteenth birthday there was
not a heart left for him to conquer in his father's kingdom-they
were all his own, and he was tired of everyone I Things were in
this state when he was invited to visit the court of his father's
cousin, King Bardondon.
Imagine his feelings when he arrived and was presented at once
to twelve of the loveliest creatures in the world, and his embar-
rassment was heightened by the fact that they all liked him as
much as he liked each one of them, so that things came to such
a pass that he was never happy a single instant without them.
For could he not whisper soft speeches to Sweet, and laugh with
Joy, while he looked at Beauty ? And in his more serious mo-
ments what could be pleasanter than to talk to Grave upon some
shady lawn, while he held the hand of Loving in his own, and all
the others lingered near in sympathetic silence ? For the first time
in his life he really loved, though the object of his devotion was
not one person, but twelve, to whom he was equally attached,
and even Surcantine was deceived into thinking that this was
iindeed the height of inconstancy. But Paridamie said not a
In vain did Prince Mirliflor's father write commanding him to
[return, and proposing for him one good match after another.
'.h inL in the world could tear him from his twelve enchan-
One day the Queen gave a large garden-party, and just as the
guests were all assembled, and Prince Mirlifor was as usual
dividing his attentions between the twelve beauties, a humming of
bees was heard. The Rose-maidens, fearing their stings, uttered
little shrieks, and fled all together to a distance from the rest of
the company. Immediately, to the horror of all who were looking
,on, the bees pursued them, and, growing suddenly to an enormous
.size, pounced each upon a maiden and carried her off into the air,
,and in an instant they were all last to vew. This amazing
occurrence plunged the whole coart into ihl nipedrt st-.c.:n, and
Prince Mirliflor, after giving way to the most violent grief at first,
fell gradually into a state of such deep dejection that it was feared
if n.r'a : inild rouse him he would certainly, die. Sureantins
,came in all haste to see what she eould do for her darling,
;but he rejected with scorn all the portraits of lovely princess
which_ she offered him for his colletion. In short, it ws


evident That he Wash a bad way, and .the Fairy was at her wits'
end. One day, as he wandered about absorbed in melancholy
reflections, he heard, sudden shouts and exclamations of amaze-
ment, and if he had taken the trouble to look' up he could not
have helped being as astonished as everyone else, for through the
air a chariot of crystal was slowly approaching which glittered in
the sunshine. Six lovely maidens with shining wings drew it by
rose-coloured ribbons, while a whole flight of others, equally
beautiful, were holding long garlands of roses crossed above it, so
as to form a complete canopy. In it sat the Fairy Paridamie, and
by her side a Princess whose beauty positively dazzled all who saw
her. At the foot of the great staircase they descended, and pro-
ceeded to the Queen's apartments, though everyone had run
together to see this marvel, till it was quite difficult to make a way,
through the crowd; and exclamations of wonder rose on all sides
at the loveliness of the strange Princess. 'Great Queen,' said
Paridamie,' permit me to restore to you your daughter Rosanella,
whom I stole out of her cradle.'
After the first transports of joy were over the Queen said to'
'But my twelve lovely ones, are they lost to me for ever?
Shall I never see them again ?'
But Paridamie only said:
Very soon you will cease to miss them I' in a tone that evil
dently meant Don't ask me any more questions.' And then
mounting again into her chariot she swiftly disappeared..
The news of his beautiful cousin's arrival was soon carried to
the Prince, but he had hardly the heart to go and see her. How-'
ever, it became absolutely necessary that he should pay his
respects, and he. had scarcely been five minutes in her presence
before it seemed to him that she combined in her own charming
person all the gifts and graces which had so attracted him in the
twelve Rose-maidens whose loss he had so truly mourned; andi
after all it is really more satisfactory to make love to one person at
a time. So it came to pass that before he knewwhere he was he
was entreating his lovely cousin to marry him, and the moment
the words had left his .lips, Paridamie appeared, smiling and
triumphant, in the chariot of the Queen of the Fairies, for by that
time they had all heard of her success, and declared her to have
earned the kingdom. She had to give a full account of how shell
had stolen g~gaeua &v her cradle, and divided her characte,



into twelve parts, that each might charm Prince Mirliflor, and
when once more united might cure him of his inconstancy once
and for ever.
And as one more proof of the fascination of the whole Rosan-
ella, I may tell you that even the defeated Surcantine sent her a
wedding gift, and was present at the ceremony which took place as
soon as the guests could arrive. Prince Mirliflor was constant for
the rest of his life. : And indeed who would not have been in his
place ? As for Rosanella, she loved him as much as all the twelve
beauties put together, so hey reigned in peace and happiness to
the end of their long lives;
Sote CoMte de co .


fNOCE upon a time there lived in the same village two children,
S one called Sylvain and the other Jocosa, who were both re-
markable for beauty and intelligence. It happened that their
parents were not on terms of friendship with one another, on
account of some old quarrel, which had, however, taken place so
long ago, that they had quite forgotten what it was all about, and
only kept up the feud from force of habit. Sylvain and Jocosa for
their parts were far from sharing this enmity, and indeed were
never happy when apart. Day after day they fed their flocks of
sheep together, and spent the long sunshmy hours in playing, or
resting upon some shady bank. It happened one day that the
Fairy of the Meadows passed by and saw them, and was so much
attracted by their pretty faces and gentle manners that she took
them under her protection, and the older they grew the dearer
they became to her. At first she showed her interest by leaving in
their favourite haunts many little gifts such as they delighted to
offer one to the other, for they loved each other so much that their
first thought was always, What will Jocosa like?' or, What
will please Sylvain ?' And the Fairy took a great delight m their
innocent enjoyment of the cakes and sweetmeats she gave them
nearly every'.day. When they were grown up she resolved to
make herself known to them, and chose a time when they were
sheltering from the noonday sun in the deep shade of a flowery
hedgerow. They were startled at first by the sudden apparition of
a tall and slender lady, dressed all in green, and crowned with a
garland of flowers. But when she spoke to them sweetly, and told
them howshe had always loved.them, and that it was she who had
given them all the pretty things which it had so surprised them to
find, they thanked her gratefully, and took pleasure in answering
the questions she put to them. When she presently bade them
farewell, she told them never to tell anyone else that they had


seen her. You will often see me again,' added she,' and I shall
be with you frequently, even when you do not see me.' So saying she
vanished, leaving them in a state of great wonder and excitement.
After this she came often, and taught them numbers of things, and

showed them many of the marvels of her beautiful kingdom, and
at last one day she said to them,' You know that I have always
been kind to you; now I think it is time you did something for me
in your turn. You both remember the fountain I call my favourite ?
Promise me that every morning before the sun rises you will go to


it and clear away every stone that impedes its course, and every
dead leaf or broken twig that sullies its clear waters.. I shall take
it as a proof of your gratitude to me if you neither forget nor delay
this duty, and I promise that so long as the sun's earliest rays find
my favourite spring the clearest and sweetest in all my meadows,
you two shall not be parted from one another.'
Sylvain and Jocosa willingly undertook this service, and indeed
felt that it was but a very small thing in return for all that the
fairy had given and promised to them. So for a long time the
fountain was tended with the most scrupulous care, and was the
clearest and prettiest in all the country round. But one morning in
the spring, long before te1 sun rose, they were hastening towards
it from opposite directl6ns, when, tempted by the beauty of the
myriads of gay flowers which grew thickly on all sides, they paused
each to gather some for the other.
'I will make Sylvain a garland,' said Jocosa, and How pretty
Jocosa will look in this crown I' thought Sylvain.
Hither and thither they strayed, led ever farther and farther,
for the brightest flowers seemed always just beyond them, until at
last they were startled by the first bright rays of the rising sun.
With one accord they turned and ran towards the fountain, reach-
ing it at the same moment, though from opposite sides. But what
was their horror to see its usually tranquil waters seething and
bubbling, and even as they looked down rushed a mighty stream,
which entirely engulfed it, and Sylvain and Jocosa found them.
selves parted by a wide and swiftly-rushing river. All this had
happened with such rapidity that they had only time to utter a cry,
and each to hold up to the othel the flowers they had gathered;
but this was explanation enough. i Twenty times did Sylvain
throw himself into the turbulent waters, hoping to be able to swim
to the other side, but each time an irresistiblee force drove him back
upon the bank he had just quitted, while, as for Jocosa, she even
essayed to cross the flood upon a tree which cavme'floating down
torn up by the roots, but her efforts were equally useless. Then
with heavy hearts they set out to follow the course of the stream,
which had now grown so wide that it was only with difficulty they
could distinguish each other. Night and day, over mountains and
through valleys, in cold or in heat, they struggled on, enduring
fatigue and hunger and every hardship, and consoled only by the
hope of meeting once more-until three years had passed, and at last
they stood upon thecliffs where the river flowed into the mighty sea.


Ahd now they seemed farther apart than 'ever, and in despair
they tried once more to throw themselves into the foaming waves.
But the Fairy of the Meadows, who had really never ceased to
watch over them, did not intend that they should be drowned at
last, so she hastily waved her wand, and immediately they found
themselves standing side by side upon the golden sand. You may
imagine their joy and delight when they realized that their weary
struggle was ended, and their utter contentment as they clasped
each other by the hand. They had so much to say that they hardly
knew where to begin, but they agreed in blaming themselves
bitterly for the negligence which had caused all their trouble; and
when she heard this the Fairy immn diately appeared to them.
They threw themselves at her feet and implored her forgiveness,
which she granted freely, and, promised at the same time that now
their punishment was ended she would always befriend them. Then
she sent for her chariot of green rushes, ornamented with May dew-
drops, which she particularly valued and always collected with
great care; and ordered her six short-tailed moles to carry them all
back to the well-known pastures, which they did in a remarkably
short time; and Sylvain and Jocosa were overjoyed to see their
dearly-loved home once more after all their toilful wanderings.
The Fairy, who had set her mind upon securing their happiness,
had in their absence quite made up the quarrel between their
parents, and gained their consent to the marriage of the faithful
lovers; and now she conducted them to the- most charming little
cottage that imagined, close to the fountain, which had once
more resumed its peaceful aspect, and flowed gently down into the
little brook which enclosed the garden and orchard and pasture
which belonged to the cottage. Indeed, nothing more could have
been thought of, either for Sylvain and Jocosa or for their flocks;
and their delight satisfied even the Fairy who had planned it all to
please them. When they had explored and admired until they were
tired they sat down to rest under the rose-covered porch, and the
Fairy said that to pass the time until the wedding guests whom she
had invited could arrive she would tell them a story. This is it:

Once upon a time a Fairy, who had somehow or other got into
mischief, was condemned by the High Court of Fairyland to
live for several years under the form of som. creature, and at the


moment of resuming her natural appearance once agals to ma]s
the fortune of two men. It was left to her to choose what form.
she would take, and because she loved yellow she transformed her-
self into a lovely bird with shining golden feathers such as no one
had ever seen before.,- When the time of her punishment was at

an end the beautiful yellow bird flew to Bagdad, and let herself be
caught by a Fowler at the precise moment when Badi-al-Zaman
was walking up and down outside his magnificent summer palace.
This Badi-al-Zaman-whose name means' Wonder.of-the.World'
-was looked upon in Bagdad as the most fortunate creature under
the sun, becausof his vast wealth. But really, what with anxiety


iusntBIs riches'and being weary of everything; and always desir-
ing something he had not, he never knew a moment's real. happi-
ness. Even now he had come out of. his palace, which was large
and splendid enough for fifty kings,.weary ind cross because he
could find nothing new to amuse him. The Fowler thought
that this would be a favourable opportunity for. offering him the
marvellous bird, which he felt certain he the instant he
saw it. And he was not mistaken, for when Badi-al-Zaman took
the lovely prisoner into his own hands, he saw written under its
tight wing the words,' He who eats my head will become a king,'
and under its left wing, He who eats my heart will find a hun-
dred gold pieces under his pillow every morning.' In spite of all
his wealth he at once began to desire the promised gold, and the
bargain was soon completed, Then the difficulty arose as to how
the bird was to be cooked; for among all his army of servants not
one could Badi-al-Zaman trust. At last he asked the Fowler if he
were married, and on hearing that he was he bade him take the bird
home with him and tell his wife to cook it.
'Perhaps,' said he, 'this will give me an appetite, which I have
not had for many a long day, and if so your wife shall have a
hundred pieces of silver.'
The Fowler with great joy ran home to his wife, who .speedily
made a savoury stew of the Yellow Bird. But when Badi-al.
Zaman reached the cottage and began eagerly to search in the
dish for its head and its heart he could not find either of them,
and turned to the Fowler's wife in a furious rage. She was so
terrified that she fell upon her knees before him and confessed
that her two children had come in just before he arrived, and
had so teased her for some of the dish she was preparing that she
had presently given the-head to-one and the heart to the other,
since these morsels are not generally much esteemed; and Badi-al-
Zaman rushed from -the cottage vowing vengeance against the
whole family. The wrath of a rich man is generally to be feared,
so the Fowler and his wife resolved to send their children out of
harm's way; but the wife, to console her husband, confided to him
that she had purposely given them the head and heart of the bird
because. she had been able to read what was written under its
wings. So, believing that their children's fortunes were made,
they embraced them and sent them forth bidding them get as far
away as possible, to take different roads, and to send news of their
Welfare... For themselves, they remained hidden' and disguised in


the town, which was really rather clever of them; but very soon
afterwards Badi-al-Zaman died of vexation and annoyance at
the loss of the promised treasure, and then they went back to their
cottage to wait for news of their children. The younger, who had
eaten the heart of the Yellow Bird, very soon found out what it
had done for him, for each morning when he awoke he found a
purse containing a hundred gold pieces under his pillow. But, as
all poor people miy remember for their consolation, nothing in
the world causes so much trouble or requires so much care as a
great treasure. Consequently, the Fowler's son, who spent with
reckless profusion and was supposed to be possessed of a great hoard
of gold, was before very long attacked by robbers, and in trying to
defend himself was so badly wounded that he died.
The elder brother, who had eaten the Yellow Bird's head, travelled
a long way without meeting with any particular adventure, until at
last he reached a large city in Asia, which was all in an uproar ovei
the choosing of a new Emir. All the principal citizens had formed
themselves into two parties, and it was not until after a prolonged
squabble that they agreed that the person to whom the most
singular thing happened should be Emir. Our young traveller
entered the town at this juncture, with his agreeable face andjaunty
air, and all at once felt something alight upon his hoad, which
proved to be a snow-white pigeon. Thereupon all the people began
to stare, and to run after him, so that he presently reached the
palace with the pigeon upon his head and all the inhabitants of
the city at his heels, and before he knew where he was they made
2.m Emir, to his great astonishment.
As there is nothing more agreeable than to command, and
nothing to which people get accustomed more quickly, the young
Emir soon felt quite at his ease in his new position; but this did
not prevent him from making every kind of mistake, and so mis-
governing the kingdom that at last the whole city rose in revolt
and deprived him at once of his authority and his life-a punish-
ment which he richly deserved, for in the days of his prosperity he
disowned the Fowler and his wife, and allowed them to die in
'I have told you this story, my dear Sylvain and Jocosa,' added
the Fairy, 'to prove to you that this little cottage and all that
belongs to it is a gift more likely to bring you happiness and on.
tentment than many things that would at first seem grander and
more desirable. If you will faithfully promise me to till your


fields and feed your flocks, and will keep your word better than'
you did before, I will see that you never lack anything that is
really for your good.
Sylvain and Jocosa gave their faithful promise, and as they kept
it they always enjoyed peace and prosperity. The Fairy had asked
all their friends and neighbours to their wedding, which took place
at once with great festivities and rejoicings, and they lived to a
good old age, always loving one another with al their hearts.
By tbe Comte 4 Cosyl


1 gehierally happens that people's surroundings reflect f~iore ot
less accurately their minds and dispositions, so perhaps that is
why the Flower Fairy lived in a lovely palace, with the most
delightful garden you can imagine, full of flowers, and trees, and
fountains, and fish-ponds; and everything nice. For the Fairy
herself was so kind and charming that everybody loved her, and all
the young princes and princesses who formed her court, were as
happy as the day was long, simply because they were near her.
They came to her when they were quite tiny, and never left her
until they were grown up and had to go away into the great world ;
and when that time came she gave to each whatever gift he asked
of her. But it is chiefly of the Princess Sylvia that you are going
to hear now. The Fairy loved her with all her heart, for she was
at once original and gentle, and she had nearly reached the age at
which the gifts were generally bestowed. However, the Fairy had
a great wish to know how the other princesses who had grown up
and left her, were prospering, and before the time came for Sylvia
to go herself, she resolved to send her to some of them. So one
day her chariot, drawn by butterflies, was made ready, and the
Fairy said: Sylvia, I am going to send you to the court of Iris;
she will receive you with pleasure for my sake as well as for your
own. In two months you may come back to me again, and I shall
expect you to tell me what you think ofher.'
Sylvia was very unwilling to go away, but as the Fairy wished
it she said nothing-only when the two months were over she
stepped joyfully into the butterfly chariot, and could not get back
quickly enough to the Flower-Fairy, who, for her part, was equally
delighted to see her again.
'Now, child,' said she, 'tell me what impression you bhvO


'You sent me, madam,' answered Sylvia, 'to the Court of
Iris, on whom you had bestowed the gift of beauty. She never tells
anyone, however, that it was your gift, though she often speaks of
your kindness in general. It seemed to me that her loveliness,
which fairly dazzled me at first, had absolutely deprived her of the
use of any of her other gifts or graces. In allowing herself to be
seen, she appeared to think that she was doing all that could pos-
sibly be required of her. But, unfortunately, while I was still with
her she became seriously ill, and though she presently recovered, her

beauty is entirely gone, so that she hates the very sight of herself,
and is in despair. She entreated me to tell you what had happened,
and to beg you, in pity, to give her beauty back to her. And,
indeed, she does need it terribly, for all the things in her that were
tolerable, and even agreeable, when she was so pretty, seem quite
different now she is ugly, and it is so long since she thought of
using her mind or her natural cleverness, that I really don't think
she has any left now. She is quite aware of all this herself, so you
may imagine how unhappy she is, and how earnestly she begs for
your aid.'


You have told me what I wanted to know,' cried the Fairy,
'but alas! I cannot help her; my gifts can be given but once.'
Some time passed in all the usual delights of the Flower-Fairy's
palace, and then she sent for Sylvia again, and told her she was to
stay for a little while with the Princess Daphne, and accordingly
the butterflies whisked her off; and set her down in quite a strange
kingdom. But she had only been there a very little time before
a wandering butterfly brought a message from her to the Fairy,
begging that she might be sent for as soon as possible, and before
very long she was allowed to return.
Ah! madam,' cried she, what a place you sent me to that
time !'
Why, what was the matter ?' asked the Fairy. Daphne was
one of the princesses who asked for the gift of eloquence, if I
And very ill the gift of eloquence becomes a woman,' replied
Sylvia, with an air of conviction. It is true that she speaks well,
and her expressions are well chosen; but then she never leaves off
talking, and though at first one may be amused, one ends by being
wearied to death. Above all things she loves any assembly for
settling the affairs of her kingdom, for on those occasions she can
talk and talk without fear of interruption; but, even then, the
moment it is over she is ready to begii again about anything or
nothing, as the case may be. Oh! how glad I was to come away
I cannot tell you.
The Fairy smiled at Sylvia's unfeigned disgust at her late
experience; but after allowing her a little time to recover she sent
her to the Court of the Princess Cynthia, where she left her for
three months. At the end of that time Sylvia came back to her
with all the joy and contentment that one feels at being once more
beside a dear friend. The Fairy, as usual, was anxious to hear
what she thought of Cynthia, who had always been amiable, and to
whom she had given the gift of pleasing.
I thought at first,' said Sylvia,' that she must be the happiest
Princess in the world; she had a thousand lovers who vied with one
another in their efforts to please and gratify her. Indeed, I had
nearly decided that I would ask a similar gift.'
'Have you altered your mind, then ?' interrupted the Fairy.
'Yes, indeed, madam,' replied Sylvia; and I will tell you why.
The longer I stayed the more I saw that Cynthia was not really
happy. In her desire to please everyone she ceased to be sincere,


!nd degenerated into a mere coquette; and even herlovers felt that
the charms and fascinations which were exercised upon all who
approached her without distinction were valueless, so that in the
end they ceased to care for them, and went away disdainfully.'
I am pleased with you, child,' said the Fairy; enjoy yourself
here for awhile and presently you shall go to Phyllida.'
Sylvia was glad to have leisure to think, for she could not make
up her mind at all what she should ask for herself, and the time was
drawing very near. However, before very long the Fairy sent her
to Phyllida, and waited for her report with unabated interest.
'I reached her court safely,' said Sylvia,' and she received me
with much kindness, and immediately began to exercise upon me
that brilliant wit which you had bestowed upon her. I confess
that I was fascinated by it, and for a week thought that nothing
could be more desirable; the time passed like magic, so great was
the charm of her society. But I ended by ceasing to covet that
gift more than any of the others I have seen, for, like the gift of
pleasing, it cannot really give satisfaction. By degrees I wearied of
what had so delighted me at first, especially as I perceived more
and more plainly that it is impossible to be constantly smart and
amusing without being frequently ill-natured, and too apt to turn
all things, even the most serious, into mere occasions for a brilliant
The Fairy in her heart agreed with Sylvia's conclusions, and
felt pleased with herself for having brought her up so well.
But now the time was come for Sylvia to receive her gift, and
all her companions were assembled i the Fairy stood in the midst
and in the usual manner asked what she would take with her into
the great world.
Sylvia paused for a moment, and then answered: 'A quiet
spirit.' And the Fairy granted her request.
This lovely gift'makes life a constant happiness to its possessor,
and to all who are brought into contact with her. She has all the
beauty of gentleness and contentment in her sweet face; and if at
times it seems less lovely through some chance grief or disquietude,
the hardest thing that one ever hears said is:
Sylvia's dear face is pale to-day. It grieves one to see her so.'
And when, on the contrary, she is gay and joyful, the sunshine of
her presence rejoices all who have the happiness of being near her.
By the Oomte de Caylus



ONCE upon a time there lived a King and Queen who, though it
;J is a very long while since they died, were much the same in
their tastes and pursuits as people nowadays. ,The King, who was
called Cloverleaf, liked hunting better than anything else ; but he
nevertheless bestowed as much care upon his kingdom as he felt
equal to-that is to say, he never made an end of folding and
unfolding the State documents.' As to the Queen, she had once
been very pretty, and she liked to believe that she was so still;'
which is, of course, always made quite easy for queens.z Her name
was Frivola, and her one occupation in life was the pursuit of
amusement.' Balls, masquerades, and picnics followed one an-
other in rapid succession, as fast- as she could arrange them, and'
you nlay imagine that under these circumstances the kingdom
was somewhat neglected.: As a matter of fact, if anyone had a
fancy for a town, or a province, he helped himself to it; but as long
as the King had his horses and dogs, and the Queen her musicians
and her actors, they did not trouble themselves about the matter.'
King Cloverleaf and Queen Frivola had but one child, and this
Princess had from her very babyhood been so beautiful, that by the
time she was four years old the Queen was desperately jealous of
her, and so fearful that when she was grown up she would be
more admired than herself, that she resolved to keep her hidden
away out of sight. 1 To this end she caused a little house to be
built not far beyond the Palace gardens, on the bank of a river.
.This was surrounded by a high wall, and in" it the charming
Potentilla was imprisoned. Her purse, who was dumb, took care
of her, and the necessaries of life were conveyed to her through a
little window in the wall, while guards were always pacing to and
fro outside, with orders to cut off the head of anyone who triedto


approach, which they would certainly have done without thinking
twice about it. The Queen told everyone, with much pretended
sorrow, that the Princess was so ugly, and so troublesome, and
altogether so impossible to love, that to keep her out of sight was
the only thing that could be done for her. And this tale she
repeated so often, that at last the whole court believed it. Things
were in this state, and the Princess was about fifteen years old,
when Prince Narcissus, attracted by the report of Queen Frivola's
gay doings, presented himself at the court. He was not much
older than the Princess, and was as handsome a Prince as you
would see in a day's journey, and really, for his age, not so very
scatter-brained. His parents were a King and Queen, whose story
you will perhaps read some day. They died almost at the same
time, leaving their kingdom to the eldest of their children, and
commending their youngest son, Prince Narcissus, to the care of
the Fairy Melinette. In this they did very well for him, for the
Fairy was as kind as she was powerful, and she spared no pains in
teaching the little Prince everything it was good for him to know,
and even imparted to him some of her own Fairy lore. But as
soon as he was grown up she sent him out to see the world for
himself, though all the time she was secretly keeping watch over
him, ready to help in any time of need. Before he started she
gave him a ring which would render him invisible when he put it
on his finger. These rings seem to be quite common; you must
often have heard of them,.even if you have never seen one. It was
in the course of the Prince's wanderings, in search of experience of
men and things, that he came to the court of Queen Frivola, where
he was extremely well received. The Queen was delighted with
him, so were all her ladies; and the King was very polite to him,
though he did not quite see why the whole court was making such
a fuss over him.
Prince Narcissus enjoyed all that went on, and found the time
pass very pleasantly. Before long, of course, he heard the story
about the Princess Potentilla, and, as it had by that time been
repeated many times, and had been added to here and there, she
was represented as such a monster of ugliness that he was really
quite curious to see her, and resolved to avail himself of the magic
power of his ring to accomplish his design. So he made himself
invisible, and passed the guard without their so much as suspect-
ing that anyone was near. Climbing the wall was rather a difficulty:,
but when he at length found himself inside it he was charmed with,


the peaceful beauty of the little domain it enclosed, and still molr'
delighted when he perceived a slender, lovely maiden wandering
among the flowers., It was not until he had sought vainly for the
imaginary monster that he realized that this was the Princess,

herself, and by that time he was deeply in love with her, for indeed
it would have been hard to find anyone prettier than Potentilla, as
she sat by thebrook, weaving a garland of blue forget-me-nots to
crown her waving golden locks, or to imagine anything more gentle
than the way she tended all the birds and beasts who inhabited
her small-kinedom. and who all lnvAv and followed hr-. .Prinn


Narcissus watched her every movement, and hovered near her in
a dream of delight, not daring as yet to appear to her, so humble
had he suddenly become in her presence. And when evening
came, and the nurse fetched the Princess into her httle house,'he
felt obliged to go back to Frivola's palace, for fear his absence
should be noticed and someone should discover his new treasure.
But he forgot that to go back absent, and dreamy, and indifferent,
when he had before been gay and ardent about everything, was
the surest way of awakening suspicion; and when; in response to
the jesting questions which were put to him upon the subject, he
only blushed and returned evasive answers, all the ladies were
certain that he had lost his heart, and did their utmost to discover
who was the happy possessor of it. As to the Prince, he was
becoming day by day more attached to Potentilla, and his one
thought was to attend her, always invisible, and help her in every-
thing she did, and provide her with everything that could possibly
amuse or please her. And the Princess, who had learnt to find
diversion in very small things in her quiet life, was in a continual
state of delight over the treasures which the Prince constantly laid
where she must find them. Then Narcissus implored his faithful
friend Melinette to send the Princess such dreams of him as
should make her recognize him as a friend when he actually
appeared before her eyes; and this device was so successful that the
Princess quite dreaded the cessation of these amusing dreams, in
which a certain Prince Narcissus was such a delightful lover and
companion. After that he went a step further and began to have
long talks with the Princess-still, however, keeping himself invisi-
ble, until she begged him so earnestly to appear to her that he
could no longer resist,'and after making her promise that, no
matter what he was like, she would still love him, he drew the ring
from his finger, and the Princess saw with delight that he was as
handsome as he was agreeable. Now, indeed, they were perfectly
happy, and they passed the whole long summer day in Potentilla's
favourite place by the brook,.and when at last Prince Narcissus had
to leave her it seemed to them both that the hours had gone by
with the most'amazing swiftness. 'The Princess stayed where she
was, dreaming of her delightful Prince, and nothing could have
been further from her thoughts than any trouble or misfortune,
when suddenly, in a cloud of dust and shavings, by came the
enchanter Grumedan, and unluckily he chanced to catch sight of
Potentilla. Down he came straightway and alighted at her feet, and
one look at her charming blue eyes and smiling lips quite decided


him that he must appear to'her at once, though he was rather
annoyed to remember that he had on only his second-best cloak.
The Princess sprang to her feet with a cry of terror at this sudden
apparition, for really the Enchanter was no beauty. To begin with,
he was very big and clumsy, then he had but one eye, and his teeth
were long, and he stammered badly; nevertheless, he had an excel-
lent opinion of himself, and mistook the Princess's cry of terror for
an exclamation of delighted surprise. After pausing a moment to
give her time to admire him, the Enchanter made her the most
complimentary speech he could invent, which, however, did not
please her at all, though he was extremely delighted with it him.
self. Poor Potentilla only shuddered and cried:
Oh I where is my Narcissus ?'
To which he replied with a self-satisfied chuckle: 'You
want a narcissus, madam ? Well, they are not rare; you shall
have as many as you like.'
Whereupon he waved his wand, and the Princess found herself
surrounded and half buried in the fragrant flowers. She would
certainly have betrayed that this was not the kind of narcissus she
wanted, but for the Fairy Melinette, who had been anxiously
watching the interview, and now thought it quite time to interfere.
Assuming the Prince's voice, she whispered in Potentilla's ear:
We are menaced by a great danger, but my only fear is for
you, my Princess. Therefore I beg you to hide what you really
feel, and we will hope that some way out of the difficulty may
present itself.'
The Princess was much agitated by this speech, and feared lest,
the Enchanter should have overheard it; but he had been loudly
calling her attention to the flowers, and chuckling over his own
smartness in getting them for her; and it was rather a blow to him
when she said very coldly that they were not the sort she pre-
ferred, and she would be gladif he would send them all away. This.
he did, but afterwards wished to kiss the Princess's hand as a
reward for having been so obliging; but the Fairy Melinette was
not going to allow anything of that kind. She appeared suddenly,
in all her splendour, and cried:
Stay, Grumedan; this Princess is under my protection, and the
smallest impertinence will cost you a thousand years of captivity. If
you can win Potentilla's heart by the ordinary methods I cannot
oppose you, but I warn you that I will not put up with any of your
usual tricks.'


This declaration was not at all to the Enchanter's taste; but he
Imew that there was no help for it, and that he would have to
behave well, and pay the Princess all the delicate attentions he
could think of, though they were not at all the sort of thing he was
used to. However, he decided that to win such a beauty it was
quite worth while; and Melinette, feeling that she could now leave
the Princess in safety, hurried off to tell Prince Narcissus what was
going forward. Of course, at the very mention of the Epchanter as a
rival he was furious, and I don't know what foolish things he would
not have done if Melinette had not been there to calm him down.
She represented to him what a powerful enchanter Grumedan
was, and how, if'he were provoked, he might avenge himself
upon the Princess, since he was the most unjust and churlish of all
the enchanters, and had often before had to be punished by the
Fairy Queen for some of his ill-deeds. Once he had been im-
prisoned in a tree, and was only released when it was blown down
by a furious wind; another time he was condemned to stay under
a big stone at the bottom of a river, until by some chance the stone
should be turned over; but nothing could ever really improve him.
The Fairy finally made Narcissus promise that he would remain
invisible when he was with the Princess, since she felt sure that
this would make things easier for all of them. Then began a
struggle between Grumedan and the Prince, the latter under the
name of Melinette, as to which could best delight and divert the
Princess and win her approbation. Prince Narcissus first made'
friends with all the birds m Potentilla's little domain, and taught
them to sing her name and her praises, with all their sweetest trills
and most touching melodies, and all day long to tell her how dearly
he loved her. Grumedan, thereupon, declared that there was
nothing new about that, since the birds had sung since the world
began, and all lovers had imagined that they sang for them alone.
Therefore he said he would himself write an opera that should be
absolutely a novelty and something worth hearing. When the
time came for the performance (which lasted five weary hours) the
Princess found to her dismay that the 'opera' consisted of this
more than indifferent verse, chanted with all their might by ten
thousand frogs:
Admirable Potentilla,
Do you think it kind or wise
In this sudden way to kill a
Poor Enchanter with your eyes ?


Really, if Narcissus had not been there to whisper in her ear
4 and divert her attention, I don't know what would have become of
poor Potentilla, for though the first repetition of this absurdity
amused her faintly, she nearly died of weariness before the time
was over. Luckily Grumedan did not perceive this, as he was too
much occupied in whipping up the frogs, many of whom perished
miserably from fatigue, since he did not allow them to rest for a
moment. The Prince's next idea for Potentilla'g amusement was
to cause a fleet of boats exactly like those of Cleopatra, of which
you have doubtless read in history, to -come up the little river,
:and upon the most gorgeously decorated of these reclined the
great Queen herself, who. as soon as she reached the place where
Potentilla sat in rapt attention, stepped majestically on shore and
presented the Princess with that celebrated pearl of which you have
heard so much, saying:
S'You are more beautiful than I ever was. Let my example
warn you to make a better use of your beauty! '
And then the little fleet sailed on, until it was lost to view in
the windings of the river. Grumedan was also looking on at the
spectacle, and said very contemptuously:
'I cannot say I think these marionettes amusing... What a
to-do to make over a single pearl I But if you like pearls, madam,
why, I will soon gratify you.'
So saying, he drew a whistle from his pocket, and no sooner had
he blown it than the Princess saw the water of the river bubble
and grow muddy, and in another instant up came hundreds of
thousands of great oysters, who climbed slowly and laboriously
towards her and laid at her feet all the' pearls they contained.
Those are what I call pearls,' cried Grumedan in high glee.
And truly there were enough of them to pave every path in Poten-
tilla's garden and leave some to spare! The next day Prince
Narcissus had prepared for the Princess's pleasure a charming
arbour of leafy branches, with couches of moss and grassy floor
and garlands everywhere, with her name written in different-
coloured blossoms. Here he caused a dainty little banquet to be
set forth, while hidden musicians played softly, and the silvery
fountains plashed down into their marble basins, and when
presently the music stopped a single nightingale broke the still-
.ess with his delicious chant.
SAh I' cried the Princess, recognising the voice of one of her
gavourites, Philomel, my sweet one, who taught you that new song?'


And he answered: 'Love, my Princess.'
Meanwhile the Enchanter was very ill-pleased with the enter-
tainment, which he declared was dulness itself
You don't seem to have any idea in these parts beyond little
squeaking birds I' said he. And fancy giving a banquet without
so much as an ounce of plate I'
So the next day, when the Princess went out into her garden.
there stood a summer-house built of solid gold, decorated within and
without with her initials and the Enchanter's combined. And in
it was spread an enormous repast, while the table so glittered with
golden cups and plates, flagons and dishes, candlesticks and a
hundred other things beside, that it was hardly possible to look
steadily at it. The Enchanter ate like six ogres, but the Princess
could not touch a morsel. Presently Grumedan remarked with a
I have provided neither musicians nor singers; but as you seed
fond of music I will sing to you myself.'
Whereupon he began, with a voice like a screech-owl's, to chant
the words of his 'opera,' only this time happily not at such ra
length, and without the frog accompaniment. After this the
Prince again asked the aid of his friends the birds, and when they
had assembled from all the country round he tied about theneck of
each one a tiny lamp of some brilliant colour, and when darkness
fell he made them go through a hundred pretty tricks before the
delighted Potentilla, who clapped her little hands with delight
when she saw her own name traced in points of light against the
dark trees, or when the whole flock of sparks grouped themselves
into bouquets of different colours, like living flowers. Grumedan
leaning back in his arm-chair, with one knee crossed over the
other and his nose in the air, looked on disdainfully.
Oh if you like fireworks, Princess,' said he; and the next
night all the will-o'-the-wisps in the country came and danced on
the plain, which could be seen from the Princess's windows, and
as she was looking out, and rather enjoying the sight, up sprang e
frightful volcano, pouring out smoke and flameswhich terrified her
greatly, to the intense amusement of the Enchanter, who laughed
like a pack of wolves quarrelling. After this, as many of the will-
o'-the-wisps as could get in crowded into Potentilla's garden, and
by their light the tall yew-trees danced minuets until the Princess
was weary and begged to be excused from looking at anything
ore. that night. But, in spite of Potentilla's efforts to behave


politely to the tiresome old Enchanter, whom she detested, he
could not help seeing that he failed to please her, and then he
began to suspect very strongly that she must love someone else,
and that somebody besides Melinette was responsible for all the
festivities he had witnessed. So after mudL consideration he
devised a plan for finding out the truth. He went to the Princess
suddenly, and announced that he was most unwillingly forced to
leave her, and had come to bid her farewell. Potentilla could
,scarcely hide her delight when she heard this, and his back was

hardly turned before she was entreating Prince Narcissus to make
himself visible once more. The poor Prince had been getting quite
thin with anxiety and annoyance, and was only too delighted to
comply with her request. They greeted one another rapturously,
and were just sitting down to talk over everything cosily, and enjoy
the Enchanter's discomfiture together, when out he burst in a fury
from behind a bush. With his huge club he aimed a terrific blow,
at Narcissus, which must certainly have killed him but for the
adroitness of the Fairy Melinette, who arrived upon the scene just,


in time to snatch him up and carry him off at lightning speed to
her castle in the air. Poor Potentilla, however, had not the comfort
of knowing this, for at the eight of the Enchanter threatening her
beloved Prince she had given one shriek and fallen back insensible.
When she recovered her senses she was more than ever convinced
that he was dead, since even Melinette was no longer near her,
and no one was left to defend her from the odious old Enchanter.
To make matters worse, he seemed to be in a very bad temper,
and came blustering and the poor Princess.
I tell you what it is, madam,' said he: whether you love this
whipper-snapper Prince or not doesn't matter in the least. You
are going to marry me, so'you may as well make up your mind to
it; and I am going away this very minute to make all the arrange.
ments. But in case you should get into mischief in my absence, I
think I had better put you to sleep.'
So saying, he waved his wand over herand inispte of her
utmost efforts to keep awake she sank into a profound and dream.
less slumber.
As he wished to make what he considered a suitable entry into
the King's palace, he stepped outside the Princess's little domain,
and mounted upon an immense chariot with great solid wheels,
and shafts like the trunk of an oak-tree, but all of solid gold. This
was drawn with great difficulty by forty-eight strong oxen; and
the Enchanter reclined at his ease, leaning upon his huge club, and
holding carelessly upon his knee a tawny African lion, as if it had
been a little lapdog. It was about seven o'clock in the morning
when this extraordinary chariot reached the palace gates; the King
was already astir, and about to set off on a hunting expedition; as
for the Queen, she had only just gone off into her first sleep, and it
would have been a bold person indeed who ventured to wake her. '
The King was greatly annoyed at having to-stay and see a
visitor at such a time, and pulled off his hunting boots again with
many grimaces. Meantime the Enchanter was stumping about'
in the halls crying:
SWhere is this King ? Let him be told.that I must see hinm
and his wife also.'
The King, who was listenig at the top of the staircase, thought
this was not very polite; .however, he took counsel with his
favourite huntsman, and, following his advice, presently went down'
to see what was wanted oftiim." He was struck with astonishment1


at the sight of the chariot, and was gazing at it, When the Enchanter
strode up to him, exclaiming:
Shake hands, Cloverleaf, old fellow I Don't you know me ?'
SNo, I can't say I do,' replied the King, somewhat embarrassed.
SWhy, I am Grumedan, the Enchanter,' said be,' and I am come
to make your fortune. Let us come in and talk things over a bit.'
Thereupon he ordered the oxen to go about their business, and
they bounded off like stags, and were but of sight in a moment.
Then, with one blow of his club, he changed the massive chariot
into a perfect mountain of gold pieces.
Those are for your lackeys,' said he to tne King,' that they may
drink my health.'
Naturally a great scramble ensued, and at last the laughter and
shouting awoke the Queen, who rang for her maids to ask the
reason of such an unwonted hurly-burly. When they said that a
visitor was asking for her, and then proceeded each one to tell
breathlessly a different tale of wonder, in which she could only dis-
tinguish the words, 'oxen,' 'gold,' 'club,' 'giant,' 'lion,' she
thought they were all out of their minds. Meanwhile the King was
asking the Enchanter to what he was indebted for the honour of
this visit, and on his replying that he would not say until the
Queen was also present, messenger after messenger was dispatched
to her to beg her immediate attendance. But Frivola was in a very
bad humour at having been so unceremoniously awakened, and
declared that she had a pain in her little finger, and that nothing
should induce her to come.
When the Enchanter heard this he insisted that she must
Take my club to her Majesty,' said he, and tell her that if she
smells the end of it she will find it wonderfully reviving.'
So four of the King's strongest men-at-arms staggered off with
it; and after some persuasion the Queen consented to try this'ovel
remedy. She had hardly smelt it for an instant when she declared
herself to be perfectly restored; but whether that was due to the
scent of the wood or to the fact that as soon as she touched it out
fell a perfect shower of magnificent jewels, I leave you to decide.
At any rate, she was now all eagerness to see the mysterious
stranger, and hastily throwing on her royal mantle, popped her
second-best diamond crown over her night-cap, put a liberal dab of
rouge upon each cheek, and holding up her largest fan before her
pose-for she was not used to appearing in broad daylight- she went





mincing into the great hall.' The Enchanter waited until the
King and Queen had seated themselves upon their throne, and
then, taking his place between them, he began solemnly:
'My name is Grumedan. I am an extremely well-connected
Enchanter; my power is immense. In spite of all this, the charms
of your daughter Potentilla have so fascinated me that I cannot
live without her. She fancies that she loves a certain contemptible
puppy called Narcissus; but I have made very short work with
him. I really do not care whether you consent to my marriage
with your daughter or not, but I am bound to ask your consent,
on account of a certain meddling Fairy called Melinette, with
whom I have reason for wishing to keep on good terms.'.
The King and Queen were somewhat embarrassed to know
what answer to make to this terrible suitor, but at last they asked
for time to talk over the matter: since, they said, their subjects
might think that the heir to the throne should not be married with
as little consideration as a dairymaid.
Oh! take a day or two if you like,' said the Enchanter; 'but
in the meantime. I am going to send for your daughter. Perhaps
you will be able to induce her to be reasonable.'
So saying, he drew out his favourite whistle, and blew one ear-
piercing note-whereupon the great lion, who had been dozing in
the sunny courtyard, come bounding in on his soft, heavy feet.
Orion,' said the Enchanter, go and fetch me the Princess, and
bring her here at once. Be gentle now!'
At these words Orion went off at a great pace, and was soon at
the other end of the King's gardens. Scattering the guards right
and left, he cleared the wall at a bound, and seizing the sleeping
.Princess, he threw her on to his back, where he kept her by holding
her robe in his teeth. Then he trotted gently back, and in less than
five minutes stood in the great hall before the astonished King and
The Enchanter held his club close to the Princess's charming
little nose, whereupon she woke up and shrieked with terror at
finding herself in a strange place with the detested Grumedan.
Frivola, who had stood by, stiff with displeasure at the sight of the
lovely Princess, now stepped forward, and with much pretended
concern proposed to carry off Potentilla to her own apartments
that she might enjoy the quiet she seemed to need. Really her
one idea was to let the Princess be seen by as few people as possible;
eo, throwing a veil over her head. she led her away and locked her
o. a.


up securely.' Allthis time Prince Narcissus, gloomy and despair.
ing, was kept a prisoner by Melinette in her castle in the air, and
in spite of all the splendour by which he was surrounded, and all
the pleasures which he might have enjoyed, his one thought was to
get back to Potentilla. The Fairy, however, left him there, promis-
ing to do her very best for him, and commanding all her swallows
and butterflies to wait upon him and do his bidding. One day, as
he paced sadly to and fro, he thought he heard a voice he knew
calling to him, and sure enough there was the faithful Philomel,
Potentilla's favourite, who told him all that had passed, and how
the sleepmg Princess had been carried off by the Lion to the great
grief of all her four-footed and feathered subjects, and how, not
knowing what to do, he had wandered about until he heard the
swallows telling one another of the Prince who was in their airy
castle and had come to see if it could be Narcissus. The Prince
was more distracted than ever, and tried vainly to escape from the
castle, by leaping from the roof into the clouds; but every time they
caught him, and rolling softly up, brought him back to the place
from which he started, so at last he gave up the attempt and
waited with desperate patience for the return of Melinette. Mean.
while matters were advancing rapidly in the court of King Clover-
leaf, for the Queen quite made up her mind that such a beauty as
Potentilla must be got out of the way as quickly as possible. So
she sent for the Enchanter secretly, and after making him promise
that he would never turn herself and King Cloverleaf out of their
kingdom, and that he would take Potentilla far away, so that never
again might she set eyes upon her, she arranged the wedding for
the next day but one.
You may imagine how Potentilla lamented her sad fate, and
entreated to be spared. All the comfort she could get out of
Frivola was, that if she preferred a cup of poison to a rich husband
she would certainly provide her with one.
i When, then, the fatal day came the unhappy Potentilla was led
into the great hall between the King and Queen, the latter wild
with envy at the murmurs of admiration which rose on all sides at
the loveliness of the Princess. An instant later in came Grumedan
by the opposite door. His hair stood on end, and he wore a huge
bag-purse and a cravat tied in a bow, his mantle was made of a
shower of silver coins with a lining of rose colour, and his delight
in his own appearance knew no bounds. That any Princess could
prefer a.cup of poison to himself never for an instant occurred to


him. Nevertheless, that was what did happen, for when Queen
Frivola in jest held out the fatal cup to the Princess, she took it
eagerly, crying; '

Ah I beloved Narcissus, I come to thee I 'and was just raising it'
to her lips when the window of the great hall burst open, and the'
Fairy Melinette floated in upon a glowing sunset cloud, followed by
the Prince himself.


All the court looked on in dazzled surprise, while Potentilla,
catching sight of her lover, dropped the cup and ran joyfully to
meet him.
The Enchanter's first thought was to defend himself when he
saw Melinette appear, but she slipped round to his blind side, and
catching him by the eyelashes dragged hun off to the ceiling of the
hall, where she held him kicking for a while just to give him a
lesson, and then touching him with her wand she imprisoned him
for a thousand years in a crystal ball which hung from the roof
' Let this teach you to mind what I tell you another time,' she
remarked severely. Then turning to the King and Queen, she
begged them to proceed with the wedding, since she had provided
a much more suitable bridegroom. She also deprived them of their
kingdom, for they had really shown themselves unfit to manage it,
and bestowed it upon the Prince and Princess, who, though they
were unwilling to take it, had no choice but to obey the Fairy.
However, they took care that the King and Queen were always
supplied with everything they could wish for.
Prince Narcissus and Princess Potentilla lived long and happily,
beloved by'all their subjects. As for the Enchanter, I don't believe
eie has been let out yet.
I& Prinees~e Plpipreneiu et La rFnce Romart.


ONCE upon a time there lived a King and Queen, who were the
best creatures in the world, ard so kind-hearted that they
could not bear to see their subjects want for anything.. The con-
sequence was they gradually gave away all their treasures, till
they positively had nothing left to live upon; and this cobnng to
the ears of their neighbour, King Bruin, he promptly raised a large
army and marched into their country. The poor King, having no
means of defending his kingdom, was forced to disguise himself
with a false beard, and carrying his only son, the little Prince
Featherhead, in his arms, and accompanied only by the Queen, to
make the best of his way into the wild country. They were lucky
enough to escape the soldiers of King Bruin, and at last, after
unheard-of fatigues and adventures, they found themselves in a
charming green valley, through which flowed a stream clear as
crystal and overshadowed by beautiful trees. As they looked round
them with delight, a voice said suddenly. Fish, and see what you
will catch.' Now the King had always loved fishing, and never
went anywhere without a fish-hook or two in his pocket, so he
drew one out hastily, and the Queen lent him her girdle to fasten
it to. and it had hardly touched the water before it caught a big
fish, which made them an excellent meal-and not before they
needed it for they had found nothing until then but a few wild
berries and roots. They thought that for the present they could
not do better than stay in this delightful place, and the King set to
work, and soon built a bower of branches to shelter them; and
when it was finished the Queen was so charmed with it that she
declared nothing was lacking to complete her happiness but a flock
of sheep, which she and the little Prince might tend while the
King fished. They soon found that the fish were not only abun-


dant and easily caught, but also very beautiful ,Yith glittering scales
of every imaginable hue, and before long the King discovered that
he could; teach them to talk and whistle better than any parrot.
Then he determined to carry some to the nearest town and try to
sell them; and as no one had ever before seen any like them the
people flocked about him eagerly and bought all he had caught, so
that presently not a house m the city was considered complete with-
out a crystal bowl full of fish, and the King s customers were very

particular about having them to match the rest of the furniture, and
gave him a vast amount of trouble in choosing them. However,
the money he obtained in this way enabled him to buy the Queen
her flock of sheep, as well as many of the other things which go to
make life pleasant, so that they ever once regretted their lost
kingdom. Now it happened that the Fairy of the Beech-Woods
lived in the lovely valley to which chance had led the poor
fugitives, and it was she who had, in pity for their forlorn condition,
sent the King such good luck to his fishing, and generally taken


them under her protection.' This she was all the more inclined to
do as she loved children, and little Prince Featherhead, who never
cried and grew prettier day by day, quite won her heart. She
made the acquaintance of the King and the Queen without at first
letting them know that she was a fairy, and they soon took a great
fancy to her, and even trusted her with the precious Prince, whom
she carried off to her palace, where she regaled him with cakes and
tarts and every other good thing. This was the way she chose ot
making him fond of her; but afterwards, as he grew older, she
spared no pains in educating and training him as a prince should
be trained. But unfortunately, in spite of all her care, he grew so
vain and frivolous that he quitted his peaceful country life in
disgust, and rushed eagerly after all the foolish gaieties of the
neighboring town, where his handsome face and charming man-
ners speedily made him popular. The King and Queen deeply
regretted this alteration in their son, but did not know how to
mend matters, since the good old Fairy had made him so self:
Just at this time the Fairy of the Beech-Woods received a visit
from an old friend of hers called Saradine, who rushed into her
house so breathless with rage that she could hardly speak, i
Dear, dear what is the matter ? said the Fairy of the Beech-
Woods soothingly
The matter I 'cried Saradine. You shall soon hear all about it.
You know that, not content with endowing Celandine, Princess of
the Summer Islands, with everything she could desire to make her
charming. I actually took the trouble to bring her up myself; and
now what does she do but come to me with more coaxings and
caresses than usual to beg a favour. ,And what do you suppose this
favour,turns out to be-when I have been cajoled into promising to
grant it ? Nothing more nor less than a request that I will take back
all my gifts-" since," says my young madam, if I have the good
fortune to please you. how am I to know that it is really I, myself ?
And that's how it will be all my life long, whenever I meet any-
body. You see what a weariness my life will be to me under these
circumstances, and yet I asnsre you I am not ungrateful to you for
all yourkindness I I did all 1 coula, contnmupd Saradine,' to make
her think better of it, but in vain so after g6ing through the usual
ceremony for taking back my gifts. I'm come to you for a little
peace and quietness. But, after all, I have not taken anything of
consequence from this provoking Celandine. Nature had already


made her so pretty, and given her such a ready wit of her own, that
she will do perfectly well without me. However, I thought she
deserved a little lesson, so to begin with I have whisked her off into
the desert, and there left herl'
SWhat I all alone, and without any means of existence ?' cried
theind-hearted old Fairy. 'You had better hand her over to me.
I don't think so very badly of her after all. I'll just cure her vanity
by making her love someone better than herself. Really, when I
come to consider of it, I declare the little minx has shown more
spirit and originality in the matter thah one expects of a princess.'.

Saradine willingly consented to this arrangement, and the old
Fairy's first care was to smooth away all the difficulties which sur.
rounded the Princess, and lead her by the mossy path overhung
with trees to the bower of the King and Queen, who still pursued
their peaceful life in the valley.
They were immensely surprised at her appearance, but her
charming face, and the deplorably ragged condition to which the
thorns and briers had reduced her once elegant attire, speedily won
their compassion; they recognized her as a companion in miafor.