Front Cover
 Front Matter
 Title Page
 Table of Contents
 The pearl fountain
 The silver fish
 The golden hen
 Sunbeam and her white rabbit
 Redcap's adventures in fairyla...
 Fire and water
 Tipsy's silver bell
 Prince Doran
 Fairie and Brownie
 Feather head
 Back Matter
 Back Cover

Group Title: pearl fountain, and other fairy tales
Title: The Pearl fountain, and other fairy tales
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Title: The Pearl fountain, and other fairy tales
Physical Description: 245, 1 p., 12 leaves of plates : ill. ; 1876.
Language: English
Creator: Kavanagh, Bridget
Kavanagh, Julia, 1824-1877 ( Author )
Smith, J. Moyr ( Illustrator )
Measom, William ( Engraver )
Henry Holt and Company ( Publisher )
John F. Trow & Son ( Printer )
Publisher: Henry Holt & Co.
Place of Publication: New York
Manufacturer: John F. Trow & Son
Publication Date: 1876
Copyright Date: 1876
Subject: Fairy tales   ( lcsh )
Children's stories   ( lcsh )
Children's stories -- 1875   ( lcsh )
Fantasy literature -- 1875   ( rbgenr )
Bldn -- 1875
Genre: Children's stories   ( lcsh )
Fantasy literature   ( rbgenr )
novel   ( marcgt )
Spatial Coverage: United States -- New York -- New York
General Note: Title page and text in a red border ; other illustrations engraved by Measom after Smith.
Statement of Responsibility: by Bridget and Julia Kavanagh ; with thirty illustrations by J. Mohr Smith.
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Volume ID: VID00001
Source Institution: University of Florida
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Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Page i
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    Front Matter
        Page iii
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    Title Page
        Page vii
        Page viii
    Table of Contents
        Page ix
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    The pearl fountain
        Page 1
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    The silver fish
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    The golden hen
        Page 47
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    Sunbeam and her white rabbit
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    Redcap's adventures in fairyland
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    Fire and water
        Page 103
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    Tipsy's silver bell
        Page 119
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    Prince Doran
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    Fairie and Brownie
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    Feather head
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'1 LONG time ago the Fairy Queen
thought she would go about to see how
all the fairies who live in floods, rivers,

streams, and fountains were getting


since the last hundred

years, for it is

only once in a century that her Majesty
can take such a survey of her subjects.

After travelling a

long time, scolding

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and praising others who had behaved we\l, ti he ueen
came at length t-o an old, old forest which rew on the
very top tof a rocky mountain, and wheree the trees \ere

so large and the shade was so thick that it \vas all green
within-. Indeed it was so green a place, so dark and
so cool, that people cwre afraid of it, ani kept al'oof
But the Fairy .)Quteen was a:raid of atIhinu g; more: er
sie had particular business in that forest. She wan ted
to see a little fairy who was only three days old, and to
wom the fountain of the forest had been 1iven b heCr
mother. The Queen .found thle little Fairy all al.'n
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by her fountain. It was a beautiful fotutain t ; the
water asas cear acar as clear could be; it came srrk'in,-I
out of a rock, leaped own other rocks, then ran a'.va
and hid i icts in the 1.moss. It looked quite a merry
sort of fountain, and the little Fairy to whom-1 it be-
longed looked every bit as merry ; for when the Queen
came upon her, she was dancing in the shade and
singing to herself in a sweet clear voice, because v-.u
see fairies can talk, just as they can run about, as
soon as they are born.
The Queen of the Fairies has no children of her (o n.
but she is very fond of little children, and she always


thinks the last baby she sees the prettiest.
so of this youni Fairn, \who was really a

She thought
pretty crea-

ture, for she had golden hair, blue eves, and rosy cheeks,
t.rforsi a e

and her mother, knowing the

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dressed her out in a little frock of silver tissue, shot
with green and blue.

Sell, my dear,"

Fairies to this voun.,


said the

QIue en

of the

thin-1r "do you know \\ho I am ?

"Oh yes,,


the little Fairy, "you

are her


"What a clever child you are," said
pleased : and who are you ?"

" Please vour Majesty, I

the Oueen, quite

am the little Fairy of the

little Fountain."
M" ly dear, you could not have answered ,me better;
and now what t w ill v! ou have from me. fm- love ?
Pearls," answered the little Fairy.

"Then pearls you shall have," sa-id
manv as ever you can wish for. 1:

the Queen,.

'1 as

ur ,fountaini shall

be all pearls, and you may do what you like with them;

but you will have to count them, every one."
I shall like that," answered the little Fairy. for no
one must ever take so much as one of my pearls."



"Well," said the Queen, if you mean to keep your
pearls to yourself, you must live here all alone, and
never go out."
"I shall like that, too," said the little Fairy, "for I
shall sing to myself, and play with my pearls; and,
please your Majesty, may I be called the Fairy of the
Pearl Fountain."
The Queen let her have that also, then went her
way. The Fairy of the Pearl Fountain remained in the
forest, and lived there till she grew up to be the loveliest
young Fairy that had ever been seen. She had a white
marble basin, made for the water of her fountain to fall
into, and the most beautiful wild flowers set in the green
moss around it. The water sprang up in a jet from the
centre of the basin, and the delight of the Fairy was to
stand in the very middle of it, clothed in her robe of
silver tissue, shot with green and blue, for it was not a
frock now that she was grown up, and to throw the water
up ever so high, till it reached the sunshine; and every
drop of water she threw up was a pearl when it came
down again-a beautiful white pearl. Some were big
pearls and some were little ones, and the bottom of the
marble basin was covered with them. Indeed, there

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were so many that the Fairy was obliged to let the
smallest trickle away every night through a little slit in
the basin; for if she had not done so, it would have
overflowed. So the pearls slipped away, and rolled
down the rocks on the mountain-side, but no one
minded them, or if some passer-by did see them by
chance, why he thought he saw drops of water and no
more. Though she had so many pearls the young Fairy
never thought she had too many, and all her delight
was to adorn herself with them. She strung the largest
and the clearest on a thread of gold, and mixed it up in
her hair, and she made a necklace of more, and brace-
lets for her wrists, and a waist-band, and the hem of her
silver tissue robe was all studded with pearls; and there
was not another fairy who had so many. She counted
them every one as the Queen had ordered her, and when
she laid herself down on the moss at night she still
counted them in her sleep. Indeed, she was so fond of
her pearls, and so jealous of them, that she never left
her fountain lest any one should come and steal them
whilst she was away.
This lasted a long time; till one day the Fairy,
finding that no one ever came near the place, and wish-

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ing to go and see her sister, who lived outside the forest
in a crystal turret on a rock, and was indeed no less
than the Fairy of the Waterfall, put on her best pearls
and left her fountain for the first time. Being a fairy,
she could go on counting the pearls of the fountain
all the same. Well, the Fairy was glad to see her sister,
and pleased to climb up to the very top of the crystal
turret, and look down at the world below, for she had
never been out before, and she was enjoying herself very
much, when all of a sudden she cried out: I must go;
I miss a pearl; no, it is not one, but two. I declare
three pearls are gone."
What -matter about three pearls," said her sister;
"have you not got enough ?"
But the Fairy of the Pearl Fountain declared there
was no misfortune like that of losing one's pearls, and
went away in a great hurry. She missed two more
pearls as she walked through the forest, for she was not
one of those fairies who have only to wish themselves in
a place to be in it; and on reaching the fountain, she
looked at once for the thief; but she only saw a little
wren, perched on the edge of the marble basin, and
catching a drop of the spray in her bill as it fell.

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"You little robber," cried the Fairy in a rage; is it
you who have been stealing my pearls ?"
SPlease, ma'am," replied the Wren, quite frightened at
seeing her so angry, "I am only drinking a drop ot
A drop of water! don't you know, you dishonest
bird, that what was only a drop of water when you
drank it, would have turned into a beautiful pearl if it
had fallen into the basin. Look down at the bottom
and see. All these pearls were drops of water once."
"I protest, ma'am, I knew nothing of the kind,"
answered the little Wren, speaking very humbly, for she
had never seen so grand a lady as the Fairy of the
Pearl Fountain, with her beautiful hair and her pearls;
I saw water," continued the Wren, I was very thirsty,
and I made bold to drink. Surely, I thought, the good
Fairy who owns this lovely fountain will never be angry
with me for taking a drop of water; and I can assure
you, ma'am," added the Wren, dropping the Fairy a
curtsey, "that it was the very sweetest water I ever
tasted, and I do hope you will forgive me." The Fairy
of the Pearl Fountain had a hasty temper, but she was
not hard-hearted; she looked kindly down on the little


Wren, and said, "You are a silly bird, and I daresay
did not know pearls from water. I suppose I must
forgive you this once, but mind you never do such a
thing again."
Oh no, ma'am, never," answered the Wren very
earnestly. "And please, ma'am, may I go home to
the palace now ?"
Home to the palace ? repeated the Fairy. "What
do you mean ? "
Now every one, big or little, has a story; and the
story of the Wren was this:-She had built her nest
in the garden of the King's palace, and was making
herself comfortable there, when the young Prince
found her out, caught her, and would have killed her,
if his sister had not come up in time to save her life.
The Princess did more; for she took the poor little
Wren, who was frightened to death, to her own room,
and gave her a beautiful cage to live in, and keep
her out of danger; but as the Wren is fond of going

about, she let her have a fly every day, and kept a
window in her room always open, so that she might
have no trouble in getting in or out. All this the
W\ren told the Fairy, not in a few words, but in a

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good many; for she is a chatterbox if ever there was
one, and can talk by the hour. The Fairy, however,
did not mind letting her have her say; for she had
got into the fountain again, and was throwing up the
water ever so high, and trying to catch the beautiful
pearls as they fell back. She missed a good many, for
some rolled down her neck and shoulders, and others
got in her hair and stayed there; and others, again,
slipped through her fingers and fell into the basin.
Oh! ma'am, how beautiful you are!" the Wren
could not help saying;, "and how pretty it is to see
you playing with those lovely pearls."
"You have a great deal of sense," said the Fairy.
"By the way, what is your name ?"
"Jenny, ma'am," answered the Wren, dropping her
another curtsey. The Princess always calls me
Never mind the Princess," said the Fairy a little
tartly; "but mind what I say. Well, then,. Jenny,
suppose that you and I have a game together with
my pearls. I shall throw them, and you shall catch
them again and drop them into the basin; and when
we have done, I do not mind letting you have a drop

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of water to drink. You are a very little bird, and a
little drop of water will do you."
The Wren asked no better than to play with -the
Fairy; so the game began. The Fairy caught the
drops of water as they fell, and threw them to the
Wren, who caught them in her bill-one after another,
of course--then dropped them into the basin. The
Wren was a clever bird, and played so well that she
only missed three times. The Fairy was delighted
and declared she had never had such fun. In short,
they played till they were both tired, when the Fairy
said, "There, Jenny; that will do for to-day. Drink
your drop of water, and go home to the palace. You
may come again to-morrow and have another game
with me, but mind that you tell no one about my
Pearl Fountain."
May I not tell the Princess ?" asked the Wren.
"Certainly not," said the Fairy; if you do, I shall
never forgive you; besides, I am a fairy, and I shall
find it out and punish you at once."
The Wren promised not to say a word, and flew
home to her cage in the palace. She was afraid lest
the Princess should ask her where she had been, as

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she often did; but she had just .been told by her
father that he had promised her in marriage to the
King of the Diamond Isles, and she was so full of
that, and of all the diamonds she was to have, that
she never even saw when the Wren flew in through
the window. The Wren made as little noise as she
could, and pecked her supper quietly, though she had
never been so hungry in her life. Water may turn into
pearls, but it is not the thing to satisfy one's appetite.
Well the next day the Wren flew to the Pearl Foun-
tain, and the Fairy threw the pearls at her, and the
Wren caught them in her bill and dropped them into
the basin. When she was tired she had her drop of
water, but though she asked to be allowed to bathe
in the fountain, the Fairy would not hear of it, and
was very cross with her for so much as thinking of such
a thing. The Princess was not in her room when the
Wren flew back to her cage that day, and when she
came in the Wren had her head under her wing and
was fast asleep.
Matters went on so for a good while. Every day the
Wren flew to the Pearl Fountain, and played at catch-
ing the pearls with the Fairy, and every evening she


flew home to her cage in the room of the Princess, who
was so taken up with her wedding clothes that she
never thought of asking her where she had been.
The Fairy became so fond of the Wren that she
thought she would leave her in charge of the fountain,
whilst she went to see her sister again. The Wren
did not like being left alone, but the Fairy promised not
to be long away. "I shall be back before sunset," she
said, "and you can play as much as you like with my
pearls, and even drink three drops of water, and all I
want you to do is to stay and watch by the fountain,
and if any one should come nigh it to call me three
times. I shall hear you and come at once."
The Wren agreed to this, and stayed by the fountain
whilst the Fairy went to see her sister. She played
with the pearls till she was tired, then she drank three
drops of water, then she stood on the edge of the
basin, and thought how nice and cool a bath would be.
The day was a hot one, the Fairy was away. "She will
never know anything about it," said the Wren to herself.
She spread out her wings, fluttered over the water, and
had the most delightful bath she had ever had in her
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and had just begun drying herself in the sun, when
there came a great rushing noise which filled the whole
forest. It was the King of the Fairies driving by, but
the Wren knew nothing about that. She was frightened
out of her wits. Indeed she lost her head entirely, and
instead of calling the Fairy as she had promised to do
in case of danger, she flew home to the palace as fast
as ever her wings would take her, and never thought
herself safe till she lay panting in the bottom of her
cage. It unluckily happened that the Princess was in
her room just then, trying on her wedding-dress.
"Why, Jenny," she cried, "what is the matter with
I was bathing in the forest," answered the Wren,
"when there came a great noise that frightened me, so
I flew home. See, I am not dry yet." She shook
her wings and a beautiful pearl rolled down on the
bottom of the cage.
"I declare that is a pearl," said the Princess, all
amazed. Why, Jenny, where have you been bathing,
and where did you get that lovely pearl?"
"A pearl!" repeated the Wren, who did not know
what to say.

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"Yes, a pearl," said the Princess, who had picked
it up and was looking at it, "the biggest, whitest,
loveliest pearl I ever saw. Where did you get it ?"
The Wren tried not to answer this, but the Princess
insisted upon knowing how she had got the pearl, and
the Wren did not dare to deny her. So having first
made her promise that she would not mention it again,
she told her all about the Fairy and the Pearl Foun-
tain. When the Princess heard about a fountain in
which every drop of water became a pearl she nearly
went crazy, so eager was she to get at it. She wanted
the Wren to take her to it at once, but that the Wren
would not do ; then she tried to coax her into stealing
some of the pearls and bringing them home to her, but
the Wren would not hear of such a thing.
"Well, at least I shall keep that pearl," said the
Princess, and the Wren, who could not take it from her,
said, yes, she might. When the Wren flew to the Pearl
Fountain the next day, the Fairy gave her an angry look.
"Why did you leave my fountain yesterday before I
came home ?" she asked.
"I heard a great noise and I got frightened,"
answered the Wren.

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Why did you not call me ? asked the Fairy.
I forgot it," replied the Wren.
"I miss a pearl," said the Fairy; "what have you
done with it ? "
The Wren was afraid to say the truth, so she
answered, I was playing with the pearls, when one
rolled out and fell in the grass, and I could not find it
The Fairy could have known the truth by looking in
her book, but she kept it under a stone in the bottom of
her basin, and there were so many pearls on the top of
it that she did not like to disturb them.
Well,*' she said to the Wren, you have behaved
very badly, and I am very angry with you; but if I
forgive you this time will you do it again ? "
Oh no, indeed!" answered the Wren. So they
made it up, and had a game, and were as happy to-
gether as they had ever been.
As soon as she took the pearl from the Wren, the
Princess sent for the Court jeweller, and gave it to him
to set, for she meant to wear it on her wedding-day.
The jeweller declared that the pearl was the finest he
had ever seen, upon which the Princess, instead of being

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glad that she had it, only thought of all the pearls in
the fountain which she had not. She lay awake the
whole of that night, thinking of them still; and -one
thing she was resolved upon when she got up in the
morning, and that was to find out the Pearl Fountain,
and to take some of the Fairy's pearls. She has
so many of them," thought the Princess, that she
ought not to mind my having a few; and then what
a fine thing it will be for me to be spoken of as the
Princess who had so many pearls, and who married
the King of the Diamond Isles "
The Wren was in no hurry to meet the Fairy that
day. She took her fly rather late; but the Princess,
who had been watching her since the morning, followed
her at a distance, entered the forest after her, and
stealing behind the trees, soon found out the Pearl
Fountain, and saw the Fairy and the Wren playing
together. At last the Wren flew away, and the Fairy,
who was tired, laid herself down on the moss to sleep.
The Princess waited a while, then she stole softly on
tip-toe to the edge of the marble basin, and holding
up both her hands, she caught the pearls as fast as
they fell. When her hands were full, she dropped the


pearls down on the moss, and thought to begin again

and have quite a heap of them.

But the Fairy, who

had been counting them in her sleep all the time, now
missed them, and starting up, said angrily, "Who steals
my pearls ?"

The Princess was so

frightened that she had not a

word to say for herself, and the Fairy said again in the
same angry voice:
"What brought you here ?"

" I wanted some pearls from the

replied the Princess.

who told


about the Pearl Fountain?"

asked the Fairy.
The Wren told me," answered the Princess.

" And who are you ? "

inquired the Fairy.

"I am the King's daughter," said the Princess, "and I
am going to marry the King of the Diamond Isles, and
as your fountain is in my father's kingdom, I think you
might give me some pearls for a wedding present."
You shall not have one pearl from my fountain,"

said the Fairy;

" I keep all these for myself, but go back

the way you came, and stand at the foot of the rock on

your right hand as you leave the forest.

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pearls rolling down its sides. These you may pick up.
They are small, and I do not mind letting you have
"May I have them all ?" asked the Princess.
Every one," replied the Fairy, but mind it is only
for this once; and though you may stay as long as you
please, and take away as many pearls as you can pick
up, you need never come again, for not another pearl of
mine shall you get."
Though the Princess thought the Fairy very stingy
not to let her have a few big pearls, she also thought
that little pearls were better than none, so she thanked
her, and went back the way she had come. She found
the rock to her right just outside the forest, and, sure
enough, there were the beautiful pearls rolling down its
sides, and looking so white and clear in the moonlight.
The Princess began picking them up as fast as she could.
I must have a necklace," she thought, and as the
pearls are small it will take a good many." Then when
she really had enough for a necklace she wanted some
for a tiara, after that she wanted bracelets, and after
bracelets a waistband like the fairy's, then a trimming
for her wedding dress, then pearls for rings, ear-rings,


and brooches, then more pearls for double sets of every-
thing, then pearls to give away to her ladies, then pearls
for herself to keep; in short, though she spent the night
gathering pearls, she had not got half enough by day-
break. She was very tired, but since she could have
pearls only this once, she thought it would be the
greatest pity in the world to go away without taking
as many as she could. So the pearls rolled down the
rocks, and the Princess picked them up, and the more
she had, the more she wished to have.
When the King heard that the Princess was missing
he was in a sad way. He asked the Wren about her,
but all the Wren knew was, that the Princess was in her
room when she went out to have her fly, and that she
was no longer there when she came back. No one else
knew anything, and only one thing was certain, that the
Princess had not spent the night in the palace. The
King, her father, was distracted with grief, and the King
of the Diamond Isles, who had just arrived in order to
marry the Princess, lost his appetite at once, he felt in
such trouble. The King sent messengers to look for his
daughter in every direction. They scoured the country,
and found her at length very tired and rather hungry,

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but still picking up pearls. When they wanted to take
her back to the palace, she said it was out of the ques-
tion, and they were to tell the King that she had still
ever so many pearls to gather before she could leave the
spot. The king was very much amazed when the mes-
sengers came back without the Princess, and told him
where they had found her, what she was doing, and
what she had said.
"Pearls," said the King; "and what can she want
with pearls when she is going to marry the King of the
Diamond Isles to-morrow I must go and see about
all that myself."
But when the King went and found the Princess, and
saw all the pearls she had gathered, and those she
was gathering still, and when she told him that if she
once left this spot she could never have any pearls
again, he began to think what a pity it would be not to
let her get as many as she could.
"Well, my dear," he said to his daughter, "I shall
ask the King of the Diamond Isles to wait a day or two
and in the meanwhile you may go on gathering pearls.
And suppose that for fear of accidents I should take
away these and keep them for you under lock and key."


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The Princess agreed to this. The King took away
all the pearls she had picked up, and there was quite
a heap of them, and stowed them away in great
chests in the palace. He also asked the King of the
Diamond Isles, who recovered his appetite directly on
learning that the Princess was safe, to wait a few days
for her. The King of the Diamond Isles grumbled
a little, but to please his father-in-law that was to be,
he said he would wait seven days for the Princess.
But when the seven days were out, the Princess said
she had not yet got pearls enough, and her father
persuaded the King of the Diamond Isles to wait
seven days more. And so matters went on from one
seven days to another, the Princess still gathering
pearls, and the King her father taking them away, and
locking them up, and neither thinking they had enough,
till the King of the Diamond Isles got tired waiting,
and went off one morning without so much as ever say-
ing good-bye. Indeed he went straight off to the
Queen of Emeralds, whose daughter he married that
afternoon. The King was vexed and the Princess felt
rather sorry, but she thought she must only gather
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missed. So she went on picking them up, and ,,-.:i
she had a heap her father took it away in a great sec.,
and locked it up, till at length all his chests were -f ,
and he thought one day he must see how m ny :u-
sand pearls he had got. He unlocked one cnest a.n
opened a sack, and out came ever so many crops of
water, that rolled all over the floor.
Mv goodness!" cried the King, "there's some mis-
He opened the next sack; out came more drops of
water. Then the next and the next again, and all
the sacks, and all the chests were full of drops of
water, and in the whole of them there was not so much
as one pearl. For the pearls were pearls for the Prin-
cess only, and for nobody else. \When the King saw
this, and what a mistake he had made, he got into
such a rage that he had a fit, of which he died the
next day. The Princess was very sorry for her father's
death, but she said the pearls were pearls indeed,
and she went on gathering them at the foot of the
rock. There she stands to this day picking them up
as fast as she can, and never thinking she has enough.
When the Wren flew to the forest again, the Fairy


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was ever so angry with her for having told the Princess
about the Pearl Fountain, but the Wren begged so
hard for forgiveness, and fluttered so prettily about
her feet, that the Fairy said:
"Well, I shall forgive you once more, but lest you
should tell tales again, you shall stay for ever in the
forest with me."
So whilst the Princess is gathering pearls at the foot
of the rock, the Fairy and the Wren are playing at
their game with the pearls of the Pearl Fountain; and
no one has ever found out in what forest that fountain
is, nor on what mountain that forest grows, nor in what
part of the world that mountain lies.

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7HERE was a palace once, and in the

palace there lived a queen, who was
called the Queen of Emeralds, she had so many of
them. In front of the palace there was a large pond,
and the Queen, thinking what a pity it would be to
keep it empty, had it stocked with gold and silver
fishes. Every one said how clever that was of the
Queen, and every one was pleased save the frogs who
lived in an old well in the garden behind the palace.

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They were very angry, indeed, that the Queen had not
put them into the pond.
"What can the Queen want with gold and silver
fishes ?" said a frog called Jumper. Can they jump
in and out of the water as I do ?"
"Besides, they are dumb," said Croaker; "and I
have a lovely voice."
"Jumping and singing are all very well," said Bul-
rush, the oldest of the frogs; "but what I do not like
is, that the water goes from our well to feed that
pond. We shall be left dry some day unless I put a
stop to it."
"We wish you would, Bulrush," said all the other
frogs; "you are so clever, you know."
"I know I am," answered Bulrush stiffly. "Well,
don't make a noise, you young frogs; I want to think
it over."
Bulrush went among the reeds and had a nap there,
and when he woke, he prowled about the well till he
found where the water was conveyed from it to the
pond along a dark leaden tube. Bulrush was a bold
frog; he floated bravely down the great rush of water,
and never stopped till he came to an iron grating. The

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bars were too close for him to get in through, but
he peeped between them, and saw gold and silver
fishes swimming about in the pond. He stared at
them with his big eyes till one of the young gold
fishes saw him, and tumbled over on his back with
"Idiot!" croaked Bulrush; but he swam back to
the well, and as he had to go against the stream,
he was very much out of breath by the time he got
"Well," said all the frogs, crowding round him;
"what have you found out, Bulrush?"
"I have found out that there is nothing uglier than
a gold fish," answered Bulrush, "unless it be a silver
"Dear me!" said the frogs; "are they so hideous
as all that ? But what about our business? When
will you begin, Bulrush ?"
Begin what ? he asked crossly.
Begin preventing the water from leaving our well,
to be sure," said Jumper.
"Indeed!" sneered Bulrush; "and how would you
do that, if you please ?"

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"Why," said Jumper, "I should stop the hole, of
"And the Queen would get it unstopped, and turn
us all out of the well," answered Bulrush. No,
Jumper, that will not do. And now, don't make a
noise; I want to think it over."
Upon which Bulrush went into the reeds, and took
a very long nap there. Some busybody went and
told the Queen how angry and jealous the frogs were;
but the Queen only laughed, and said:
Let them be angry; I shall do as I please."
Every day she had a large cake baked for the gold
and silver fishes, and every morning she went and fed
them with her own hand. When they saw the Queen
standing on the edge of the pond with the cake in a
basket, all the gold and silver fishes swam towards
her, seven rows deep; and one little Silver Fish, the
smallest of them, swam at their head and kept them
in order. He hindered the big ones from pushing
the little ones about; and when the little ones got
rude or too frolicsome, he would just go and give
them such a whisk of his tail that they were glad to
dive down and hide their heads for shame. The

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Queen was so pleased with this, that she said to him
one day:
"Little Silver Fish, I am going to make you King
of the other fishes."
May it please your Majesty," said the little Silver
Fish, very uneasy, I would rather remain as I am;
besides, the other fishes will never acknowledge me as
their King."
"But they must," said the Queen; "and to show
them that you are their King and Sovereign, I shall
give you one of my own emeralds, and you shall
wear it."
Oh! may it please your Majesty," said the little
Silver Fish, more uneasy than ever, "if the other fishes
see me with an emerald and they get none, they
will hate me, and perhaps take it from me."
But the Queen would have her way. She bade her
jeweller measure the neck of the Silver Fish, and make
him a little collar of gold thread with one of her
emeralds set in it; and when the collar was made,
she put it herself round the neck of the Silver Fish,
and told all the other gold and silver fishes that
they were to obey him, for now he was their King.

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Whatever they thought about this, the gold and silver
fishes were too much afraid of the Queen, and too
fond of cake, to say a word against anything she
might do. They cried: "Long live Silver Fish! and
bobbed before him; and matters went on just as
they had gone on before. The only difference was,
that the little Silver Fish wore his gold collar with
the emerald at the back, for all the other fishes to
know him by; and it certainly was the prettiest thing
in the world to see him swimming about with that
thread of gold round his little neck, and the beautiful
emerald shining in the water.
The Silver Fish had been king a year wanting a
day, when the Queen came one evening to the edge
of the pond and said to the fishes :
I am going away to-morrow morning early. I
want to see my daughter who is married to the King
of the Diamond Isles, as you know; but I have left
orders to the cook to make and bake your cake every
day, and to my prime minister to come and feed you
every morning with his own hand."
"Long live your Majesty! cried the gold and silver


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"Will you be good whilst I am away?" said the
"Oh! so good!"
"And not push forward and fight for the largest bits ?"
"Oh never!"
"And above all things will you obey little Silver
Fish ?"
Obey him why the gold and silver fishes all pro-
tested that they would die for him, nay, if he liked it,
they would carry him on their backs, so that he need
swim no more.
"No need for that," said the Queen; "but mind
you obey Silver Fish. He is your King, and whilst
he wears the gold collar with the emerald in it, the
water will never leave your pond ; but if any of you
should try to take that collar off, the pond will run
dry in no time." With that the Queen went away.
Well, the cook made and baked the cake every
day, and the prime minister went and fed the fishes
every morning for a week; but on the morning of the
seventh day after the Queen was gone, the prime
minister, instead of getting up early, said to his

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"I really do not see why the Queen has set me to
feed fishes."
"You area great deal too clever for it, my dear,"
answered his wife.
"Well, I think I am," said the prime minister;
"besides, the Queen works me so hard when she is
at home, that I feel I ought to have a holiday now
that she is away. I want to lie in bed a little in the
"Of course you do," answered his wife; "send your
page Jeremy, and do not get up before eleven."
When the cook saw that it was Jeremy and not
his master who fed the fishes, she thought:
"Why should these fishes have cake? bread is good
enough for them; besides, I daresay that big boy eats
half of it, and I am really tired making and baking
a cake every day. Bread they shall have, and if they
will not eat it-why they may leave it."
Accordingly, when Jeremy came the next morning
the cook gave him a loaf of bread and no cake. The
boy took the loaf to the pond and threw it in big
lumps to the fishes, who were there as usual, seven
rows deep, with Silver Fish at their head.


I am afraid there is something wrong with our
poor Queen," said Silver Fish; "this is bread and not
cake-still bread is good, and we must be glad to
get it."
"Bread and not cake," cried all the fishes; "we will
not touch it, we will starve first."
Silver Fish tried to argue with them, and said that
may be the Queen could afford cake no longer, and
that bread was very good, and so on. They would not
even listen to him, but all declared in a breath that
they would die rather than eat bread. Jeremy went
back to his master and said:
Please, sir, the fishes will not eat. They made a
great hubbub over what I threw to them; and the
meaning of it all was, that they would not eat whilst
the Queen was away.".
"Very well," said the prime minister, who was still
half asleep; go and tell the cook that the fishes
will not eat whilst the Queen is away, and that she
need bake nothing for them till her Majesty comes
Well, when the hour at which the fishes were fed
came round the next morning, they all swam to the

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edge of the pond seven rows deep, and waited for
their cake, but no cake did they get.
"(I suppose we must eat bread," grumbled -the
older and the wiser ones, shaking their heads at the
thought. But though they waited, telling each other
of the good old times when fishes had cake every
morning, and there was no talk of bread, neither
bread nor cake did there come to them that morn-
ing. When they were tired with waiting, the fishes
swam away, and when they got too hungry they
swam back; and nibbled at the bread that still
floated about the pond. They nibbled so well that
only one piece was left, and the biggest of the gold
fishes and the biggest of the silver fishes had a set
battle over that last piece, whilst the other fishes
looked on, and the more daring ones kept darting at
it in the hope of getting a few crumbs. Silver Fish
tried to keep the peace, but no one would mind him.
Who are you, sir, to dictate to us ?" asked a big
fellow, giving him a push.
"Yes, who are you ?" said another, swimming up
to his very nose, and bobbing his big head up and
down at him.

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Silver Fish modestly replied that he was their
King, upon which the two big fishes burst out laugh-
ing. It was no use reminding them that they had
promised the Queen to obey him. One fish found out
that it would have been all right if Silver Fish had
been King a year; but as there wanted a day to
the year when the Queen went away, he could be no
King at all: and another fish said quite loud, that
the best of all reasons for not minding a word Silver
Fish could say was, that if their cake had been
stopped, it was because he was in a league with the
cook. In short, every fish in the pond quarrelled
with another fish, and there was only one thing the
fishes agreed upon, and it was that Silver Fish had
done all the mischief.
"Hang him!" said some.
"Put him in prison," said others.
"Don't touch him," said a clever fellow, "whilst
he wears the Queen's emerald. If you do she will
hang us all like so many herrings."
This frightened them all. They knew the Queen
was very strict, and no fish likes to be hung. No
one dared to touch Silver Fish after that; and, in-

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deed, as it was getting late the fishes gave up quar-
relling for that day, and went to bed feeling both
sulky and hungry.
Bulrush, who was very cunning, made no attempt
against the gold and silver fishes, whilst the Queen
of Emeralds stayed at home; but he set all the
young frogs to gather him fine strong grasses, and
when he had enough of them he made a large net.
This net was just finished when the Queen went away,
and Bulrush at once set to mischief. He picked up
an acquaintance with that same young Gold Fish
whom he had so frightened once, but who was not
at all afraid of him now. They met at midnight at
the grating when all the other fishes were asleep, and
they plotted together against Silver Fish. The young
Gold Fish told Bulrush how their cake first, then their
'bread had been stopped; how they were starving every
fish of them; and how Silver Fish was the cause of
it all.
"And what business has he to be our King?" said the
young Gold Fish; "he is only silver after all, and the
only gold about him is in that collar which the Queen
gave him."

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"If you had a bit of spirit, you would take that
collar off," said Bulrush.
"We dare not," replied the young Gold Fish; "it is a
gold collar, and it has one of the Queen's emeralds,
and if we were to take it off, all the water would
run out of our pond."
Well," said Bulrush, I shall tell you what to do,
my friend; help me to catch Silver Fish, and I will
take him away to a well, and keep him there."
"You will not hurt him!" saic the young Gold
"No, no, never fear," replied Bulrush.
"And you will not take his collar off," said the
young Gold Fish.
Of course not," answered Bulrush.
"And what shall I have for giving him up to you ?"
asked the traitor.
"You shall have the Queen's emerald," said Bulrush.
"I was prenticed to a jeweller, and can take it out
quite easily."
The bargain was struck, and the next thing was to
know how they were to catch Silver Fish. Well, it
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the edge of the pond that very night, and that when
he had thrown it into the water, the young Gold Fish
should beguile Silver Fish into it. They parted very
well pleased with each other, for the young Gold Fish
had a silver collar, which was an heirloom in his
family, and he thought how he could put the emerald
into it, and perhaps be King; and Bulrush laughed
in his sleeve, to think what faces the fishes would
make when he took off Silver Fish's collar, and all
the water ran out of the pond.
"Well, our time is come at last," said Bulrush to
the other frogs when he got home; "I have found
it all out."
"What have you found out, Bulrush ?" cried the
"Why, that there is a Silver Fish in the pond,
who wears a collar of gold with the Queen's emerald
in it, and that if we can get this collar off his neck,
all the water will run out of the pond."
"Will it?" cried the frogs. "What a good thing;
and how clever you are, Bulrush."
"I know I am," said Bulrush; "and now.listen to
me." Then Bulrush told the frogs about his net,

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and how the young Gold Fish was to drive Silver
Fish into it.
"Silver Fish," said Jumper; "how do you know
he is the right one ? perhaps he is called Silver Fish
because he is gold, and not silver. I say, drag the
pond, and get all the fishes out."
"Yes," cried the frogs; "drag the pond, and get

all the fishes out. The upstarts have been in it long
"Hold your tongue," said Bulrush very sharply;
"let us get Silver Fish out first, then we will drag
the pond after that if you like."
All the frogs now harnessed themselves to the
net, .and dragged it from the well across the garden
to the pond, in front of the palace. Bulrush then
gave the signal he had agreed upon with the traitor,
three croaks, each a little louder than the last, and
immediately the young Gold Fish, who was on the
watch, put his head out of the water. It was a clear
moonlight night, and he saw Bulrush and the other
frogs all standing in a row on the edge of the pond.
"Dear me, Bulrush," he whispered, "how many of
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"The net is heavy," answered Bulrush; "so my
friends have helped me to carry it."
Dear me!" said the young Gold Fish, who began
to feel uneasy; "what a large net to catch only one
"Come, no nonsense," said Bulrush; where is Silver
Fish ? "
"I think I would rather not tell you," answered the
young Gold Fish, diving down.
He thought to hide in a hole, and be sat: there;
but it was too late.
"Cast the net," cried Bulrush, in a rage, "'that
fish is a traitor !"
Jumper, who was on the other side of the pond,
set his frogs to work, and Bulrush set his; and the
net was thrown, and the pond was dragged, and the
fishes, who woke up in a fright, tried to hide and
could not; and they were all taken out and caught
by the frogs, and thrown in a heap on the sand and
Now," said Jumper, with a croaking laugh, "let
us go home and leave these fine fellows there."
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would know what we have been about, and punish
us, for you know she is very strict. We must throw
all these fishes back again into the water, excepting
Silver Fish. He is a little fish with a gold collar
and an emerald in it: you will know him quite
easily. Bring him to me when you find him. I
wish to take his collar off with my own hands, and
to see the water run out of the pond. I think, too,
we shall leave Silver Fish out. He will die, of course;
but then the Queen will think the other fishes have
done it, and, at all events, she cannot give him
another collar if he is dead, you know."
The frogs would rather have left all the fishes out
of the water, and killed every one of them; but they
were afraid of the Queen. They did as Bulrush told
them, and began tumbling the fishes about and look-
ing for little Silver Fish. Now, just fancy what Silver
Fish felt when he heard Bulrush. He was lying
under a heap of other fishes all panting, all full of
gravel, all feeling just ready to die, and all thinking
that the end of the world had surely come, when
gold and silver fishes could be so treated. Some
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frogs, and some called on Silver Fish to help them.
But Silver Fish said never a word. He covered him-
self with earth as well as he could, so that he was
all black with mud, and that you could see nothing
of his gold collar; he got on his back to hide his
emerald, then he shut his eyes and stiffened him-
self out as if he were dead, and lay quite still. All
this time the frogs were pulling the poor fishes
about, looking for Silver Fish with his gold collar
and his emerald, and sneering at every fish they
"Go and clean yourself, my fine fellow," they said
to one, as they threw him back into the water.
"Where is your gold?" they said to another, who
was all gritty with sand.
Stop," said Jumper, as he saw the young Gold
Fish, who had put his silver collar on just ready for
the emerald, as he thought-" stop, I say; do not
throw him back, if you please. A gold fish with a
silver collar! Here is our man."
"No, Jumper," said Bulrush; "we want a silver
fish with a gold collar."
"Nonsense!" said Jumper; "they called him silver,

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because he was gold; and they said his collar was
gold, because it was silver."
"Jumper, I am amazed at you," said Bulrush. Do
you not see that this fish has got no emerald ?"
Well, I suppose it fell out," answered Jumper, who
always would have the last word.
Now whilst Bulrush and Jumper were arguing, the
other frogs had thrown back all the gold and silver
fishes into the water save little Silver Fish. He was
so dirty, poor fellow, that there was no knowing now
whether he was gold or silver; not a sign of his
collar could the frogs see for the mud; and, as he
lay on his back, his emerald was hiJden. The frogs
could have seen it if they had turned him over; but,
somehow or other, they never thought about that.
"He has no gold collar," said a frog.
He has no emerald," said another.
"He is dead," said a third, "let us throw him in to
his friends. Since they are so hungry they had better
eat him."
All the frogs laughed and nudged each other, and
one winked and said, "Don't hurt his feelings!"
With that they tossed Silver Fish into the water,


and stood to see him float, since that is the way of all
dead fishes. But Silver Fish was not dead, and he
did not float. No sooner was he in the water than
he became quite lively, and swam about to clean him-
self. Presently his little silver coat shone as bright
as bright could be, and lo! there was the collar of
gold round his neck, and the beautiful emerald in it,
so bright and sparkling, for it was such a lovely
moonlight night that all the frogs could see it quite
plainly. Well, when the frogs saw that the dead fish
was a live fish, and that he was Silver Fish with the
collar of gold, and the emerald in it, they were in
such a rage as frogs never were in before, but the
angriest frog of all was Bulrush.
"Now, you idiot!" he cried, shaking his fist at
Jumper, and giving the young Gold Fish a kick, "is
that Silver Fish! Come," he added, turning to the
other frogs, "let us throw in the net again, and catch
"Yes, yes," cried the frogs, "let us catch him, the
traitor, who was alive and pretended to be dead "
"More easily said than done! laughed Silver Fish,
diving down. And, indeed, it could not be done at

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all, for when the frogs thought to throw their net
again, they found that the weight of the fishes had
made a great big hole in it, and that it was worth-
"Bulrush, what shall we do with this fish ?" said
Jumper, pointing to the young Gold Fish.
"Let him lie there and die! croaked Bulrush, in
his deepest voice.
"Bulrush, what shall we do with ourselves?" asked
Jumper, scratching his head.
"Go home.' snarled Bulrush; and home all the frogs
went, leaving the young Gold Fish on the edge of the
pond, with his silver collar round his neck.
And now the gold and silver fishes had got a lesson,
and they begged little Silver Fish to forgive them; he
did so willingly; but that gave them back neither bread
nor cake, and they might have starved if the Queen
had not luckily come home in time to set matters
right. When she went to the pond, she found the
young Gold Fish lying there in a dying state. Though
much exhausted, he could still speak, and had breath
enough left to tell the Queen of his treason, and of the
misdeeds of Bulrush and the frogs. The Queen turned

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out her prime minister at once for having been too fond
of lying in bed, gave the cook warning for not having

obeyed her orders, and had the well stopped up, so

that the frogs could never get out again, and make

mischief. Bulrush died with spite, but Silver Fish was

King all the days of his life.

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with the Silver Peacock and the famous

1 Fairyland
Blue Bird,

whom every one has

heard of.

These two had been

in the world, but the Golden Hen had never left home.

She got tired

of living in

Fairyland all the days of

her life, and one day she said to her friends:

" I too must go out into the world.

to waken in Fairyland,

I find it dull

to eat in Fairyland, and to

I must have a change."

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sleep in Fairyland.


"Take care," said the Silver Peacock; "I went into
the world and I repented it."
And you know," put in the Blue Bird, that if you
do go, you cannot come back for a year and a day."
But the Golden Hen would not be advised. She flew
away out of Fairyland, and flew and flew until she came
to the world at last. It was a long journey, and the
Golden Hen felt very tired when she alighted upon a
corn-stack. She was very hungry too and began to peck
at the corn. Some hens from a neighboring farm
had been let out into the field, and the Golden Hen,
who liked company, thought she would join them.
After a while she flew down and pecked with the
other hens, and as no one seemed to mind her, she
went home with them in the evening. When the far-
mer's wife came out with her apron full of corn to feed
the fowls, she saw this beautiful hen, and wondered
where she came from; but she did not drive her away,
for she thought, She has got astray, but I shall keep
her. She is a wonderful creature and shines like real
gold." So the Golden Hen roosted with the other
hens that night, and went out with them the next

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Fairy birds never lose their feathers in Fairyland,
but when they leave it and choose to travel, they fare
just like other birds. As the farmer's wife was look-
ing for new-laid eggs the next morning, she saw three
yellow feathers, that shone and glittered like gold, lying
in the straw. She picked them up and found that
they were gold indeed, and so fine and so pure that
she had never seen any to compare with it. Now this
woman was a great miser. She threw down her eggs
for fear the Golden Hen should escape; she ran after
her, caught her, and began plucking her as fast as
she could and as much as she dared without killing
her outright. The Golden Hen screamed and strug-
gled, but it did not help her a bit; the farmer's wife
would not let her go till she was all torn and bleed-
"Ah !" thought the Golden Hen, "I wish I had
minded the advice of the Silver Peacock, for what is
to become of me, if, as the Blue Bird says, I must
remain a year and a day in a world where I have
already been used so ill."
After a while, however, the Golden Hen began to
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the farmer's wife had been, and that she might fare
better if she went farther. So whilst the other hens
were pecking in the stubble, she slipped away into a
little wood hard by and hid there; and at night, instead
of going back to the farm, she went up to roost alone in
a tree, where she remained nearly the whole of the
next day. The farmer's wife came to seek for her in
the morning, threw corn about and called her ever so
coaxingly, but the Golden Hen was not to be caught
again. She stayed safely hidden till her enemy had.
long been gone. Then she came down and pecked a
little corn and flew up again on the least noise.
The farmer's wife came again to the wood the next
day, and the Golden Hen up in her tree thought: Ah!
well, I shall be caught this time." But she need not
have been so frightened. The woman only picked up
the corn which she had scattered, and neither called
the Golden Hen nor tried to find her, for on looking
that morning at the feathers which she had plucked
from her, she had found that three only, and they
were not large ones, were gold, whilst the others were
common yellow quills. When the Golden Hen sheds
her feathers they are real gold, but when any one

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robs her of them, they are just yellow feathers and no
The corn being gone, the Golden Hen was nearly
starved that day; she also felt rather dull, for she had
always been used to company. "I cannot bear this
life any longer," she thought, I must eat and I must
have society." She left the wood at once and went
pecking on the way, until in the evening she came to
a large farm, twice as large as the first. There were
more hens than you could count in the yard of that
farm, and the Golden Hen, peeping in at them through
the bars of the wooden gate, thought to herself; There
are so many hens here, that if I can once get in
amongst them no one will ever find me out." She
waited till the henwife's back was turned, then slipped
in unseen. The other hens, seeing how ill she was,
were kind to her. They let her in amongst them,
allowed her to feed and roost with them that night,
and to go out with them the next morning.
For six days the Golden Hen remained on the farm,
and no one save the other hens was the wiser for it;
but on the morning of the seventh day, as the farmer
watched the henwife counting the eggs, he overheard


a little white hen saying: "And so you really are the
Golden Hen, and your feathers are real gold. Well, to
be sure, how wonderful "
"Hush!" said a black hen, "the master is there,
and you know he understands all we say."
Unfortunately for the Golden Hen, this was too true.
The farmer had both heard and understood what the
little white hen said, and on learning that the Golden
Hen was actually on his farm, he had all the gates
and doors shut, and the hens driven into a corner of
the yard. He soon spied out the Golden Hen, though
she tried hard to hide behind the others, and having
caught her, he carried her to a room upstairs, where he
began plucking her.
Some one has been at you before me," said he, as
he pulled out her quills; but if you escaped once, my
pretty hen, I shall take care that you do not escape
When he had plucked the poor hen almost bare, he
locked her up in the room and put the key of the
door in his pocket.
This farmer had a servant lad called Robin, who
was both inquisitive and cunning. He had seen




his master catch the Golden Hen, take her upstairs,
rand come down again without her. It so happened
that Robin had a rusty old key that opened the door
of the room in which the hen was locked up. As soon
as his master's back was turned he crept upstairs,
opened the door, and peeped in. In a moment the
Golden Hen slipped out between his legs, and flew
away through an open window. Robin could have
caught her again, but if he had tried to do so, his
master would have found out all about the key. He
therefore locked the door, crept downstairs very softly,
and let the Golden Hen get off. She made her way
out of the farm through a hole in the hedge, and
was far away when the farmer came in to feed her.
He was as mad as mad could be on finding that
she had escaped; but it was some comfort to him
to remember all the golden feathers he had taken
from her. He went to look at them at once, and
instead of a heap of treasure he found ever so many
yellow quills that were worth nothing at all.
The Golden Hen had enough of the world by this,
and would have given anything to go back again to
Fairyland; but as she could not do so till the year

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and the day were out, all she thought of was to
get away from farms and farmers and farmers' wives.
She crept for a while along the hedge through which
she had escaped, then seeing that no one was by, she
got into a green field where a cow was grazing, and
from that again to other fields, till she came to one
where two little boys were gleaning. The Golden
Hen kept in the furrows so that they should not see
her, and stayed hiding there till it was evening time
and the children were gone.
These two boys were the orphan grandchildren
of a poor old widow who lived hard by, and early
the next morning they came to glean again. At noon
they sat down under a hedge, and began to eat
some dry bread. Each had a piece, a very little one,
for their grandmother was poor, and could give them
no more. The Golden Hen, who was hiding close
by, peeped at them through the hedge, and listened
to every word they were saying. They were talking
about the little sheaf of corn they had gleaned, and
rejoicing over it. They knew how glad their grand-
mother would be to get it, and they also hoped that
she would make them a cake with the flour.

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"They are very poor," thought the Golden Hen.
"I fear they will not give me any of their corn; and
they have so gleaned that there is none left; but then
they are also very little. I scarcely think they will
hurt me, and if they attempt it I can hide from
them." She came out of the hedge, and showed her-
self to the two children, but prudently kept at a little
"Oh! what a pretty hen !" cried the younger boy.
"The poor hen," said the elder one, "see how torn
and bare she is."
He threw her a piece of bread, but it was too near,
and the Golden Hen, who was getting mistrustful, did
not dare to come and take it. He then threw her
another piece farther away, and this she ate greedily,
for she was starving. Then the younger boy took an
ear of corn, and shelling it in his hand, he scattered the
grains, and the Golden Hen, getting bolder as she saw
how kind the children were, drew near and pecked it
before them. So they fed her till they had eaten all
their bread, and then they went away to glean in other
fields. The Golden Hen followed them at a distance,
and picked up a little corn on her way. When even-

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ing came the boys went home, and the Golden Hen
hid in a hedge, and stayed there all night.
The two boys came to glean again the next morn-
ing, and as soon as she saw them, the Golden Hen
joined them. They gave her some of their bread
again at noon, and this time she eat it quite tamely,
pecking it out of their hands, and when they went
home that evening the Golden Hen followed them.
When the grandmother of the two boys saw the state
the poor little hen was in, she was very sorry for her.
She gave her corn to eat, and water to drink, then she
stroked her softly, and having washed the clots of
blood from her feathers, she gently rubbed her with a
little butter, and as it was night now, and she knew
that the hen would want to roost, she settled a perch
for her in a corner of the cottage.
"Ah, well," thought the Golden Hen, as she flew
up on the perch and roosted, "I have met with kind
people at last."
Poor though the old woman was, she would not turn
out the little hen, but kept her for charity's sake. I
shall not miss the creature's corn," she said; besides,
how can I let her wander about and seek for a home?


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She is so ill, poor thing, that no one would have
"I see that I have found a home," thought the
Golden Hen, who heard her. "I shall stay here till the
year and the day are out, and then I can go back to
The Golden Hen took a long time to get well, but
at length her pretty feathers all came back, and she
shone so that the old woman and her two grandchil-
dren declared there had never been a bird like this.
She was a great pet with them, and never went out
for fear of falling into evil hands. She did not get
much to eat, for they were very poor; but she knew
they did their best, and never grumbled. She had
been three weeks with them when the younger boy
found one of her feathers in the little yard where she
used to peck alone. He showed it to his brother, who
found another feather the next day. Their grand-
mother, not knowing that these feathers were gold,
left them to the children to play with.
It so happened that as the two brothers were play-
ing with their feathers one afternoon, a pedlar looked
over the hedge and saw them. He pushed the little




wicket door open, and called out to the old woman to
come and see his wares; but he was looking at the
golden feathers all the time.
"I can buy nothing," said the old woman, coming
out, and wiping her hands in her apron, for she had
been washing; "I want nothing just now; besides, I
have no money."
The pedlar pressed her to no purpose, then after a
while he said: "Let me have these little yellow things
that your boys are playing with, and I will give them
some pretty toys instead."
As the boys asked no better, their grandmother con-
sented to the exchange. To one the pedlar gave a
drum, and to the other a horse and car for the two
"Have you got any more of them?" he asked, as
he put them by.
The widow had saved up the feathers dropped by
the Golden Hen. She did not know their value, but
she thought them pretty. She replied that she had
seven more, and as the pedlar asked to see them she
went and fetched them at once. He was so anxious
to get them, that he offered her a gown for herself and

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a cap for each of the boys in exchange for the seven
feathers. She gladly agreed to this, and was as
pleased with her bargain as the pedlar was with his.
From that day forth the widow and her grandchildren
saved up the feathers of the Golden Hen very care-
fully, and they had quite a heap of them by the time
the pedlar came again. This time they all got an
outfit for the winter, and a little money besides, for
the roof of their cottage wanted mending sadly.
Perhaps the Golden Hen did it on purpose, but she
certainly dropped so many feathers about this time
that it was quite amazing, and the next time the
pedlar came, the widow would take nothing but money
in exchange for her little treasure. With that money
she bought a cow, and rented some land, and hired a
stout servant boy to till it. And still the Golden Hen
dropped her feathers, and the pedlar came and bought
them, and paid dearer for them every time he came,
for the widow, as she wanted money less, raised her
terms, and sold her feathers dearer and dearer. Well,
to make a long story short, by the time summer came
round again, the widow was a prosperous woman, and
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and a horse now, and hens and geese, and turkey
cocks, but none of these were allowed to interfere with
the Golden Hen, who still had her perch in the corner
of the cottage, and roosted there alone every night.
The year and a day had been out a week, the
Golden Hen was now free to fly back to Fairyland,
but she liked her friends so well, that she could not
make up her mind to leave them. "I shall go to-
morrow," she used to say to herself, but when the
morrow came, she put it off for the next day again,
and so a whole week went by, and she could not find
it in her heart to go. "They want some of my
feathers still," thought the good little hen. "I shall
leave them when the house is built."
Now, as the widow and her two grandsons were
eating their dinner one hot summer's noon, the pedlar
suddenly looked in at them through the open window.
"Good-day to you, ma'am," says he.
"Good-day, master," answered the widow. "I have
got more feathers for you, if you want them."
"My good woman, I do not want feathers. I want
your bird."
My bird!"


"Yes, your hen. I want her, and you must sell
her to me."
The widow and the two boys cried out in a breath
that the hen was not to be sold.
"Well, it is no use hiding or mincing the matter,"
said the pedlar; "but the fact is, that the goldsmith
to whom I sold the feathers, sold them to the Queen,
who made a necklace of them, then a crown, and who
now wants the bird, so just name your price."
The widow declared that nothing could tempt her
to sell the Golden Hen, but the pedlar assured her
that the Queen was bent on having her, and again
bade her name her price.
"If the Queen will take my hen from me, I cannot
prevent her," said the poor widow, crying, "but no-
thing shall ever make me sell my dear little hen."
The pedlar went away much displeased, and the
widow and her two grandsons could eat no dinner,
they were in such trouble. They could think and
speak of nothing but the Queen and their hen, and
they talked the matter over that same evening, whilst
the hen was roosting.
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us put the hen in a basket and go away with her, so
far, so far that the Queen cannot overtake us."
"No," said his brother, "let us stay at home, and
give the Queen a feather a day if she will only leave
us our little hen."
The poor grandmother shook her head at all this.
She knew there is no bribing a queen, and no running
away from her. She also knew that queens will have
their own way, and she sadly feared that the Golden
Hen must be given up to her Majesty. Well, they
heard no more of the pedlar. He did not come the
next day, nor the next again, and on the third day
the widow and her two grandsons were beginning to
take heart, and to hope for the best, when the
younger boy cried: "Mother, I hear a great beating
of drums!"
And, mother," said the elder one, "I hear a great
galloping of horses."
"' Ah said the grandmother, "the Queen is coming
for my Golden Hen."
And so she was. The Queen herself was coming to
take the Golden Hen away. Presently the drums left
off beating, and the tramp of the horses ceased, and

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a gilt carriage, drawn by eight milk-white steeds,
stopped at the widow's door, whilst the Queen herself
alighted. She was dressed in blue satin, and had a
gold necklace round her neck, and a gold crown on
her head, and both were made out of the feathers of
the Golden Hen.
"My good woman," said the Queen, looking very
grand, "I hear that you have got the Golden Hen,
and I have come for her. Where is she?"
"May it please your Majesty," answered the widow,
dropping the Queen a curtsey, "I cannot part with my
hen. The children will break their hearts if they lose
"Now do not, there is a good soul, do not go on
with such nonsense," said the Queen, "but just let me
see that hen of yours."
Even as she said the words, the Golden Hen, who
was in the yard all the time, flew up into an apple-
tree, and began flapping her wings, so that a shower
of golden feathers fell down on the grass below.
Now, that is beautiful," cried the Queen, clapping
her hands, she was so pleased; "I shall die unless I
get that hen. Page, go and catch her directly."


Page did as he was bid, and began climbing up
the apple-tree, where the Golden Hen was flapping
her wings and shedding her feathers all the time; but
just as he stretched out his hand to seize her, the
Golden Hen flew away, high up into the air, where
the Queen and all the courtiers saw her soaring and
shining like a speck of gold in the light of the sun,
until she vanished entirely.
The Queen was so vexed at not getting the hen, that
she stepped back into her carriage and rode away with-
out saying a word; and when the drums began to beat,
she made a sign with her hand that they should not.
When the widow and her grandsons were alone
they picked up the feathers which the good little hen
had shed, and there was quite a heap of them. The
two boys were ever so glad that their hen had escaped
from the Queen, and made sure that she would come
back to them in time; but their grandmother guessed,
from all the feathers she had dropped before going,
that the Golden Hen did not mean to return; and
she never did. On leaving the apple-tree she flew
away straight to Fairyland, where she has remained
ever since.


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The boys were very sorry for the loss of the Golden

Hen, but they were comforted in time, and, thanks to

her parting gift-for the Queen bought all the feathers,

and paid handsomely for them-they were rich far-

mers when they grew up.

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made it as bright as the sun on a summer morning. No
one could see her and not feel glad, and when she went
to the village on an errand for her father and mother,-who
lived a little way off, every one welcomed her; and it
was: "Good-morning to you, Sunbeam." "How are you,
Sunbeam ?" or, "I am so glad to see you, Sunbeam."
And yet Sunbeam was only a poor man's child.
Her parents lived in a little cottage in a wild waste
place, almost surrounded by rocks. Sunbeam was fond
of climbing up there, and as she sat amongst the wild
flowers, she liked to watch the bees looking for honey.
She was not afraid of them, and they knew her quite
well, and liked to see her there. Sunbeam was sitting
thus one day with the bees around her, when a Big Bee
said to her,-
"Would you not like to stay with us, Sunbeam ? It
is very pleasant up here with the wild thyme and the
blue bells, and all that."
"Yes, it must be nice," replied Sunbeam; "but you
see I must go home to father and mother."
Well, I suppose you must," said the Bee, after con-
sidering a while. "I don't remember my father myself,
but I was very fond of my mother, as nice an old bee as


ever voi

saw, Sunbeam,

But as I

and the best mother in the

said, it is very pleasant up here, and

we have a very good hive in that old oak, and plenty of
honey in it, I can tell you."

" Yes, it must be


in the old oak tree,"

answered Sunbeam ; "but then how could I get in ?"
"I am afraid you are too large," answered the Bee,

after looking at Sunbeam.

"Well, never mind, my dear,

it is no sin to be big, and we like you all the same."

" Thank

you," said Sunbeam;

"but what noise is

that which I hear below ? "

"Oh! that is the Giant hunting.
man-he spoils all our flowers wi


He is a dreadful

th his hounds


I cannot endure the sight of him."

So saying, the Bee flew away in a


looked down in the plain below her, and watched the

Giant riding by on his big black horse.


He looked so

and he was so tall, that Sunbeam felt quite

afraid of him,
should see her.
men, and the

and hid low among the rocks lest he
But he did not, for the Giant, the hunts-

hounds were all pursuing

a poor grey

rabbit and her young one, who was white as milk.


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killed; but the little White Rabbit climbed up the rocks
and jumped right into Sunbeam's lap. She took him
in her arms and ran home with him, and the Giant,-the
huntsmen, and the hounds were so glad to have caught
the grey rabbit that they never missed the white one.
Sunbeam was very fond of her White Rabbit. She
made him a bed of moss and fern, and worked him a
pretty red collar and a pair of red garters, which she
put on him every morning. She took him with her
whenever she went to sit among the bees in the rocks.
Indeed, the bees and the White Rabbit became very
good friends. They did not mind his skipping about,
and kindly gave him up the wild thyme to nibble when
they had sucked and done with it. When Sunbeam
went to the village, the White Rabbit followed her,
walking very nicely on his hind legs, and "Sunbeam
and her White Rabbit" became a byword, for you
never saw the one without also seeing the other. So
sure as Sunbeam appeared with her golden hair, so
sure the White Rabbit was behind her.
Now it so happened that the Giant, who was getting
old, could not go out hunting any more, and fell into
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White Rabbit, and he thought he would like to have
I find that this castle of mine is getting very dark,"
he said to his wife; "go and fetch me Sunbeam. I
am sure she will make it quite bright again with her
golden hair. I shall also like to put my hands through
it, and see if it is gold. Besides, she has got a White
Rabbit, who will skip about the room and make me
laugh, for I have heard that he walks on his hind legs,
and he can dance, I daresay; and when I am tired
of him I can have him dished up for my supper."
The Giant's wife was a good woman, but she was
mortally afraid of her husband, and would not have
disobeyed him for the world. She went at once to
the little cottage in which Sunbeam's parents lived,
and she said to them quite politely, for she was a
very civil lady-
If you please, where is Sunbeam ?"
"May it please your ladyship, Sunbeam is out,"
answered Sunbeam's father.
"Ah, well," said the Giant's wife, "send her round
to me as soon as she comes home. My husband
finds that his castle is getting very dark, and he is




sure Sunbeam will make it quite bright again with
her golden hair. He will also like to put his hands
through it, and see if it is gold. Besides, Sunbeam
has got a White Rabbit, who will skip about the room
and make him laugh, for he has heard that he walks
on his hind legs, and he can dance, I daresay."
But the Giant's wife said nothing about having the
White Rabbit dished up for the Giant's supper. The
parents of Sunbeam were in sad distress at having
to give her up to the Giant; but they did not dare
to say no. They knew besides that it would be of
no use, for if the Giant had set his mind on having
Sunbeam, why have her he would. They promised
to send her up to the castle when she came home,
and on that promise the Giant's wife left them.
When Sunbeam came home that evening her mother
had not the heart to send her to the castle.
"Let us keep her this one night more," she said
to her husband; and he answered, "Yes, let us keep
her this one night more."
"Sunbeam," said her mother to her, "you must
get up early to-morrow. The Giant is ill, and you
will have to take some new-laid eggs to the castle."

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"Very well, mother," answered Sunbeam. She did
not mind going to the castle if the Giant was ill, for
she made sure that she should not see him. Sun-
beam slept in a little cot, and the White Rabbit's
bed of moss and fern was close to it. They both
went to bed as usual, and Sunbeam soon fell fast
asleep, but the White Rabbit did not. Towards mid-
night, when everything was very quiet in the cottage,
he got up on Sunbeam's bed, and gently scratched
her face with his paw. Sunbeam woke at once, and
saw him in the moonlight, which was shining brightly
through the window.
"Well," said Sunbeam, "what is it? Are you
thirsty? Shall I give you a drink?"
"I am not thirsty, thank you," answered the White
Rabbit; "but don't talk so loud, Sunbeam, for I have
got something to tell you. If you take new-laid eggs
to the Giant's castle to-morrow, the Giant will keep
you. He finds his castle getting very dark, and he
is sure you will make it quite bright again with your
golden hair. He will also like to put his hands
through it, and see if it is gold. He wants me to
skip about the roqm and make him laugh, for he has

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heard that I can walk on my hind legs, and he fancies
I can dance; and when he is tired of me he can have

me dished up for his supper."

For the White Rabbit

could not merely talk, he also knew everything.
"Oh, what shall we do!" said poor Sunbeam, who

began to cry.

"I shall die with fright if the Giant

puts his hands through my hair to see if it is gold,
and I shall break my heart if he has you dished up
for his supper."
Don't cry, Sunbeam," said the White Rabbit, but

do as I bid you.

Get up as soon as it is dawn, and

open the door as softly as you can.

We will go to

the rocks and hide there, and take my word for it
the Giant shall not find us."

Sunbeam did as the White Rabbit told her.


got up as soon as it was dawn, dressed herself, put
the White Rabbit's red collar and garters upon him,

then opened the door as softly as she could.


Sunbeam's father nor her mother heard her, and Sun-
beam and the White Rabbit went up to the rocks

together, and hid there with the bees.


told them her trouble, and asked them to hide her
and the White Rabbit, but the Big Bee answered-


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"We would

we like you ;



but you are

we could, Sunbeam,

too large

to get into

hive in the oak, you know."
"That is very true," said poor Sunbeam, crying; I
wish I were not so big."

"Don't cry, Sunbeam," said

the White Rabbit,


will all end well; take my word for it."

Well, when the

father and mother

of Sunbeam

awoke, and found that Sunbeam

and her White Rabbit

were gone, they were in sad trouble, for they thought

how angry the Giant would be.

And he was in a fine

way indeed, and sent all his dogs and all his men to

fetch Sunbeam.

" Mind you bring me back Sunbeam,"

growled the Giant, as he sent them, "and her White

Rabbit as well.
own red garters."

I want to hang

him with one of his

Neither the dogs nor the men

could find


and her White Rabbit at the cottage.
"They are with the bees," said one man, "let us go
and look for them up in the rooks."

Now when Sunbeam heard

the dogs,

and saw the

men coming

for her, she wrung her hands, and cried



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"Oh! what shall I do if they get me," sobbed poor
Sunbeam, I would rather be that bee than go to that
wicked Giant's castle, and have him putting his hands
through my hair to see if it was gold."



said the White


" and what

should I be then ?"

" Why,

you could

be that pretty little

ant close


Well, the dogs now smelt the





to bark, and the men saw Sunbeam, and cried

out to one another: "'
her." But when they

she is," "\We have got

came up to the spot where

Sunbeam had been, the child was gone, and

saw was a little golden

all they

bee humming above the wild


"I'll kill that bee," said one of the men

but just as he was going

a rage;

to fling his cap at the poor

little bee, an .ant stung his foot, so that he screamed

with pain.

Up and down among the rocks went the

dogs and the men, but neither Sunbeam nor her White
Rabbit did they find, and the Giant had to do without

of Sunbeam were very glad

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that she had escaped, but they wondered what


of her.

They were afraid she was hungry,

and they went and lc
with some bread and


for her among the rocks

milk in a basket,

which Sun-

beam's mother carried, but no Sunbeam with her White

Rabbit did they see, and when they called



answer did they get.

to cry.

Then Sunbeam's mother began

" I am afraid our little Sunbeam is lost," said



am afraid she is," answered her husband; "yet

let us hope, wife.

The White

Rabbit is very clever;

he will take care of her."
When they were tired looking they went home and

went to bed, for it was night, and each


Sunbeam that night.

"Wife," said


father, when

he woke the

next morning, ".I

dreamed that I saw our Sunbeam

among the

rocks, sucking the wild

flowers, and the

White Rabbit was with her."

"Yes," said

his wife, "and she was


'I wish

I had some honeysuckle,' and the


Rabbit an-

swered: 'Tell your father to get you some.
"Then I will," said Sunbeam's father.



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He took some honeysuckle from his little garden,
and set it among the rocks, and the next night both
he and his wife dreamed of Sunbeam, and they saw
her sucking the honeysuckle, and laughing, and look-
ing as bright as ever.
Well, days, weeks, and months passed, and nothing
was seen or heard of Sunbeam.
Her father and her mother dreamed of her every
night, and she looked so happy that they became
comforted, the more so that the Giant was always
sending his wife to know if Sunbeam had come back,
because he found his castle getting darker and darker,
and he wanted Sunbeam more than ever.
Better have our Sunbeam anywhere than with the
Giant," sa'd Sunbeam's father.
"Ay, better indeed !" said his wife.
They botla died when Sunbeam. had been gone
seven years. The Giant's wife died too, and the Giant,
who was more wicked than ever, was left alone with
his grandson the Prince. He was called the Prince
because his mother had been a princess. He was a
very handsome young man, rather tall, but not a giant,
and as good as his grandfather was wicked. The

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Giant, not having been able to get Sunbeam with her
golden hair, had got together all the gold he could lay
his hands on instead. But though he had so much
gold that his castle was almost full, he found it getting
darker and darker every day.
"I have not gold enough," said the Giant; "but how
am I to get more ? I am too old to fight now, and
the Giantess, who has twice as much gold as I have,
would not marry me. Perhaps she would marry
Prince, and come and live here, and bring all her gold
with her."
The Giant went and asked the Giantess, who was
his fifth cousin, if she would marry his grandson, and
bring her gold with her. The Giantess lived in a castle
hard by, and received her cousin very kindly. She
agreed to marry Prince, though she found him rather
short. "But then," said she, "we can put him upon
"And you will bring all your gold," said the Giant.
"To be sure I will," replied the Giantess, and tell
Prince to get a pair of stilts and practice walking
with them, so that he may be quite steady on the


The Giant went home and asked for Prince, but the
young man was out.
Where is he," growled the Giant.
"May it please your Giantship," answered one of
his men, "Prince is up in the rocks. Prince goes there
every day."
"Does he," said the Giant, with a big frown, well,
tell him to come and speak to me as soon as he
comes in."
Prince was up in the rocks, as the man had told
the Giant. He liked nothing so well as being there,
for as he sat resting there one day, he had amused
himself with watching a little yellow Bee, as bright as
gold, and very pretty, that went about humming
among the flowers, and what struck Prince much,
was that wherever the Bee went a little brown ant
followed and went too. When he came again to
the rocks, a few days after this, Prince saw the golden
Bee and its little brown ant again, and, indeed, day
after day he saw these two, and they knew him
as well as he knew them. One morning the Bee
was humming around his head when Prince said
to it:


Come on my hand, Bee."
Immediately the little golden Bee alighted on his
finger, whilst the ant stood still under a blade of
grass, and waited. Prince was very much pleased to
see the Bee so friendly.
I wish you could talk, Bee," he said, and tell me
what I could do to please you."
But the Bee only gave a little hum, and after a
while flew away. Immediately the ant moved on,
and soon the two were gone. Now, this happened the
very same day on which the Giant went to see the
"Where have you been," growled the Giant, as soon
as the Prince came in.
I have been to the rocks," answered Prince.
"Well, then, you will not go there to-morrow,"
growled the Giant again. "You will have to go and
court the Giantess, whom you are going to marry, and
mind you get a nice pair of stilts in order not to be
too short for her."
Marry the Giantess," cried Prince, in a rage at the
thought; never."
"And I say you shall marry her," growled the


Giant; he was always growling since he had lost his
But why should I marry her ?" asked Prince.
"Because she has ever so much gold, and that I
want gold," answered the Giant. "Gold is yellow,
and I like it."
And I saw a yellow Bee to-day in the rocks," an-
swered Prince; "it was as yellow as gold, and I like it."
A Bee," sneered the Giant; perhaps you want to
marry that Bee."
I would rather marry her any day than the
Giantess," answered Prince, quite angry.
"A Bee is it?" cried the Giant, in a passion; "well,
then, you shall marry that Bee, and Sunbeam's White
Rabbit shall be your bridesman."
What put Sunbeam's White Rabbit into his head just
then was more than any one could imagine. Perhaps
it was because Prince had come from the rocks where
Sunbeam and her White Rabbit had been so fond of
going formerly.
"Marry the pretty little Bee I saw to-day," answered
Prince, laughing; "well, I ask no better, and I shall
be glad to see a White Rabbit."

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The Giant stamped his foot and shook his fist, but
Prince would not marry the Giantess-they were a
stubborn family-and the long and the short of it was
that the Giant said Prince should marry the Bee, and
that Prince answered, he asked no better.
In order to scorn his grandson the more, the Giant
had a day appointed for the wedding of Prince and
the Bee. He sent out a great many invitations, and
they were all accepted, for every one wanted to see
a Bee married. The Giantess, however, was too much
affronted to come, though she only pretended to laugh,
and asked if Prince meant to wear the Bee in his
bonnet. The Giant also had presents prepared for
the bride, a gold crown and necklace, and wedding
clothes made for a good sized Bee; the wedding dress
was gold brocade, as stiff as stiff could be. The mar-
riage was to take place up in the rocks, and there, on
the wedding morning, the Giant went with Prince, who
looked very handsome in white satin, and forty fiddlers
walked behind them, all playing, and as many lords
and ladies as could be got together, and all so
beautifully dressed that every one agreed there had
never been a wedding so grand as was this. Prince

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walked first, and as soon as he got

up in the

the little golden bee came towards him, and lit

on his

Oh! that is the Bee, is it?" said the Giant.
Yes," answered Prince, "that is the Bee."
"And what White Rabbit is that behind you ?" asked
the Giant.
The Prince turned round and saw a White Rabbit in
a gold collar and garters.
"That is my bridesman," he answered.

said the Giant,

"will you marry that

Bee ?"
Yes," answered Prince, "I will."
"And you, Bee, will you marry Prince?" asked the
Yes," answered the Bee, "I will."

And scarcely were the words spoken when

appeared before

and with

on her beautiful sunny hair.
Every one was amazed and


them in the stiff gold brocade dress,



The forty fiddlers began to play, and Prince took Sun-
beam straight home to the castle, with the White Rabbit

the gold necklace and the crown of

one was glad.

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walking on his hind legs behind them, and a swarm
of bees went with them as far as the castle gate, but
would not go in for fear of accidents, though Sunbeam,
who was grateful for the kindness they had shown her
so long, pressed them ever so much.
"Thank you, Sunbeam," said the Big Bee; "but our
oak-tree was too small for you formerly, and your castle
is too large for us now. So good-bye, and come and
see us." With which the Big Bee flew away with all
the other bees after her.
The Giant was so pleased to have Sunbeam at last,
that he declared he did not care for the Giantess
and her gold now that he had Sunbeam and her
golden hair. Sunbeam agreed to let him look at it as
much as he liked, provided he did not put his hands
through it.
The Giant promised that he never would, but made it
a condition that the White Rabbit should wear his gold
collar and garters and dance for him every evening.
This the White Rabbit agreed to; but he made it a con-
dition that the Giant should never have him dished up
for supper. When all this was settled the wedding
went on quite merrily, and every one was as good and

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as happy as every one could be for ever after, especially

Prince and Sunbeam; and

Sunbeam never forgot how

kind the bees had been to her, but often went to se2,

them with her White Rabbit behind her.

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