Front Cover
 Front Matter
 Half Title
 Title Page
 Chapter I: The Princess Nobody
 Chapter II: In Mushroom Land
 Chapter III: Lost and found
 Back Cover

Group Title: Princess Nobody : a tale of fairy land
Title: The Princess Nobody
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Permanent Link: http://ufdc.ufl.edu/UF00055810/00001
 Material Information
Title: The Princess Nobody a tale of fairy land
Alternate Title: In fairy land
Physical Description: 56 p. : ill. (some col.) ; 24 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Lang, Andrew, 1844-1912
Doyle, Richard, 1824-1883 ( Illustrator )
Evans, Edmund, 1826-1905 ( Printer of plates )
Longmans, Green, and Co ( Publisher )
Publisher: Longmans, Green, and Co.
Place of Publication: London
Publication Date: [1884?]
Subject: Princesses -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Fairies -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Dwarfs -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Promises -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Quests (Expeditions) -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Courtship -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Courts and courtiers -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Fantasy literature -- 1884   ( rbgenr )
Bldn -- 1884
Genre: Fantasy literature   ( rbgenr )
novel   ( marcgt )
Spatial Coverage: England -- London
Statement of Responsibility: by Andrew Lang ; after the drawings by Richard Doyle ; printed in colours by Edmund Evans.
General Note: The ill. were originally published in: In fairy land : a series of pictures from the elf-world / by Richard Doyle ; with a poem by William Allingham. 1870.
General Note: Some illustrations printed in colors and others in sepia.
Funding: Preservation and Access for American and British Children's Literature, 1870-1889 (NEH PA-50860-00).
 Record Information
Bibliographic ID: UF00055810
Volume ID: VID00001
Source Institution: University of Florida
Holding Location: Baldwin Library of Historical Children's Literature in the Department of Special Collections and Area Studies, George A. Smathers Libraries, University of Florida
Rights Management: All rights reserved, Board of Trustees of the University of Florida.
Resource Identifier: aleph - 002232777
notis - ALH3173
oclc - 09045532
lccn - 82466262

Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Cover 1
        Cover 2
        Cover 3
    Front Matter
        Front Matter
    Half Title
        Page 1
        Page 2
        Page 3
        Page 4
    Title Page
        Page 5
        Page 6
        Page 7
        Page 8
    Chapter I: The Princess Nobody
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        Page 10
        Page 11
        Page 12
        Page 13
        Page 14
        Page 15
        Page 16
        Page 17
        Page 18
        Page 19
        Page 20
    Chapter II: In Mushroom Land
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        Page 22
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        Page 24
        Page 25
        Page 26
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        Page 31
        Page 32-33
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        Page 35
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        Page 38-39
    Chapter III: Lost and found
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    Back Cover
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AnEeing Ride.


O all you babes at Branxholm Park,
This book I dedicate;
A book for winter evenings dark,
Too dark to ride or skate.
I made it up out of my pate,
S- And wasted midnight oil,
Interpreting each cut and plate-
The works of DICKY DOYLE!

When weary winter comes, and hark!
The Teviot roars in "spate";
When half you think you'll need the Ark,
The flood's so fierce and great;
Think of the Prince and of his mate,
Their triumph and their toil,
And mark them drawn in all their state-
The works of DICKY DOYLE!

Now, if my nonsense hits the mark-
If Wynnie, Pop, and Kate,
Think tales of Fays and Giants stark,
Not wholly out of date-
Another time, perchance, I'll prate,
And keep a merry coil,
Though ne'er I'll match the drawings great-
The works of DICKY DOYLE!

Girls, may you ne'er know fear nor hate;
Boys, field like Mr. Royle!
And, please, don't say I desecrate
The works of DICKY DOYLE !


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O NCE upon a time, when Fairies were much more common than
'they are now, there lived a King and a Queen. Their country
was close to Fairy Land, and very often the little Elves would cross
over the border, and come into the King's fields and gardens. The
girl-fairies would swing out of the bells of the fuschias, and loll on
the leaves, and drink the little drops of dew that fell down the stems.
Here you may see all the Fairies making themselves merry at a picnic
on a fuschia, and an ugly little Dwarf is climbing up the stalk.


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Here's the King, in mournful mood,
They'd amuse him, if they could!

Now the King and Queen of the country next to Fairy Land were
very rich, and very fond of each other; but one thing made them
unhappy. They had no child, neither boy nor girl, to sit on the
Throne when they were dead and gone. Often the Queen said she
wished she had a child, even if it were no bigger than her thumb; and
she hoped the Fairies might hear her and help her. But they never
took any notice. One day, when the King had been counting out his
money all day (the day when the tributes were paid in), he grew very
tired. He took off his crown, and went into his garden. Then he
looked all round his kingdom, and said, Ah! I would give it all for
a BABY !"


No sooner had the King said this, than he heard a little squeaking
voice near his foot: "You shall have a lovely Baby, if you will give
me what I ask."
The King looked down, and there was the funniest little Dwarf
that ever was seen. He had a high red cap like a flower. He had a
big moustache, and a short beard that curled outwards. His cloak was
red, like his cap, and his coat was green, and he rode on a green
Frog, Many people would have been frightened, but the King was
used to Fairies.
You shall have a beautiful Baby, if you will give me what I
ask," said the Dwarf again.
I'll give you anything you like," said the King.
"Then promise to give me NIENTE," said the Dwarf.
"Certainly," said the King (who had not an idea what NIENTE
meant). "How will you take it?"
"I will take it," said the Dwarf, "in my own way, on my own

and even he was petted, as you see!

Here you see a Fairy host,
Fi2 THE PRto ESS with Dwarf or Ghot .

at one bound, and he was soon lost among the flowers.

Well, next day, a dreadful war broke out between the Ghosts and' '
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Here you see a Fairy host,
Fit to fight with Dwarf or Ghost.

With that he set spurs to his Frog, which cleared the garden path
at one bound, and he was soon lost among the flowers.
Well, next day, a dreadful war broke out between the Ghosts and
the Giants, and the King had to set forth and fight on the side of his
f friends the Giants."
A long, long time he was away; nearly a year. At last he came
back to his own country, and he heard all the church bells ringing
merrily. "What can be the matter ?" said the King, and hurried to his
Palace, where all the Courtiers rushed out and told him the Queen had
got a BABY.
"Girl or a boy ?" says the King.
"A Princess, your Majesty," says the Nurse, with a low curtsey,

correcting him.
Well, you may fancy how glad tthe King was, tough he would
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Singing to their Queen, NIENTrE


"What have you called her?" he asked.
Till your Majesty's return, we thought it better not to christen
the Princess," said the Nurse, "so we have called her by the Italian
name for Nothing: NIENTE; the Princess Niente, your Majesty."
When the King heard that, and remembered that he had promised
to give NIENTE to the Dwarf, he hid his face in his hands and
groaned. Nobody knew what he meant, or why he was sad, so he
thought it best to keep it to himself. He went in and kissed the
Queen, and comforted her, and looked at the BABY. Never was there
a BABY so beautiful; she was like a Fairy's child, and so light, she
could sit on a flower and not crush it. She had little wings on her
back; and all the birds were fond of her. The peasants and common


people (who said they "could not see why the first Royal baby should
be called 'Ninety'") always spoke of her as the Princess Nobody.
Only the Courtiers called her Niente. The Water Fairy was her
Godmother, but (for a Fairy reason) they concealed her real name, and
of course, she was not christened Niente. Here you may see her
sitting teaching the little Birds to sing. They are all round her in
a circle, each of them singing his very best. Great fun she and all her
little companions had with the Birds; here they are, riding on them,

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and tumbling off when the Bird kicks. And here, again, you may
observe the baby Princess riding a Parrot, while one of her Maids of
Honour teases an Owl. Never was there such a happy country; all
Birds and Babies, playing together, singing, and as merry as the day
was long.
Well, this joyful life went on till the Princess Niente was growing
quite a big girl; she was nearly fourteen. Then, one day, came a
tremendous knock at the Palace gates. Out rushed the Porter, and
saw a little Dwarf, in a red cap, and a red cloak, riding a green Frog.



What a Baby: how absurd
To be bullied by a Bird !

"Tell the King he is wanted," said the Dwarf.
The Porter carried this rude message, and the King went trembling
to the door.
"I have come to claim your promise; you give me NIENTE,"
said the Dwarf, in his froggy voice,


Now the King had spoken long ago about his foolish promise, to
the Queen of the Water Fairies, a very powerful person, and Godmother
of his child.
"The Dwarf must be one of my people, if he rides a Frog," the
Queen of the Water Fairies had said. "Just send him to me, if he is
The King remembered this when he saw the Dwarf, so he put a
bold face on it.

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"That's you, is it?" said the King to the Dwarf. "Just you go to
the Queen of the Water Fairies; she will have a word to say to you."
When the Dwarf heard that, it was his turn to tremble. He shook
his little fist at the King; he half-drew his sword,
I'll have NIENTE yet," he said, and he set spurs to his Frog,
and bounded off to see the Queen of the Water Fairies.

It was night by the time the Dwarf reached the stream where the
Queen lived, among the long flags and rushes and reeds of the river.
Here you see him by the river; how tired his Frog looks He is
talking to the Water Fairy. Well, he and the Water Fairy had a long
talk, and the end of it was that the Fairy found only one way of


vying the Princess. She flew to the King, and said, "I can only help
you by making the Princess vanish clean away. I have a bird here
on whose back she can fly away in safety. The Dwarf will not
get her, but you will never see her again, unless a brave Prince can
find her where she is hidden, and guarded by my Water Fairies."
Then the poor mother and father cried dreadfully, but they saw
there was no hope. It was better that the Princess should vanish
away, than that she should be married to a horrid rude Dwarf, who
rode on a Frog. So they sent for the Princess, and kissed her, and
embraced her, and wept over her, and (gradually she faded out of their
very arms, and vanished clean away) then she flew away on the bird's

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'Take him off at once to jail .

My dear," she said to the King, "let us offer to give our daughter
'ey have no- t married pretty girls they can see, they won't care for
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Here's a Dwarf upon a SnailN
Take him off at once to jail!


N OW all the Kingdom next Fairy Land was miserable, and all the
people were murmuring, and the King and Queen were nearly
melted in tears. They thought of all ways to recover their dear
daughter, and at last the Queen hit on a plan.
My dear," she said to the King, let us offer to give our daughter
for a wife, to any Prince who will only find her and bring her home."

"Who will want to marry a girl he can't see?" said the King. "If
they have not married pretty girls they can see, they won't care for
poor Niente."



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Never mind; we can only try," said the Queen. So she sent out
messengers into all the world, and sent the picture of the Princess
everywhere, and proclaimed that the beautiful Princess Niente, and no
less than three-quarters of the Kingdom would be given to the Prince

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that could find the Princess and bring her home. And there was to
be a great tournament, or sham fight, at the Palace, to amuse all the
Princes before they went on the search So many Princes gathered
together, all full of hope; and they rode against each other with spears
ani swords, and knocked each other about, and afterwards dined, and
danced, and made merry. Some Fairy Knights, too, came over the
border, and they fought with spears, riding Beetles and Grasshoppers,
instead of horses. Here is a picture of a "joust," or tournament,
between two sets of Fairy Knights. By all these warlike exercises,
they increased their courage till they felt brave enough to fight all the
Ghosts, and all the Giants, if only they could save the beautiful


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Well, the tournaments were over, and off all the Princes went into
Fairy Land. What funny sights they saw in Fairy Land! They saw a
great Snail race, the Snails running so fast, that some of the Fairy
jockeys fell off on the grass. They saw a Fairy boy dancing with a
Squirrel, and they found all the birds, and all the beasts, quite friendly
and kind, and able to talk like other people. This was the way in
old times, but now no beasts talk, and no birds, except Parrots only.

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Now among all this gallant army of Princes, one was ugly, and he
looked old, and odd, and the rest laughed at him, and called him the
Prince Comical. But he had a kind heart. One day, when he was out
walking alone, and thinking what he could do to find the Princess, he
saw three bad little boys teasing a big Daddy Long Legs. They had
got hold of one of his legs, and were pulling at it with all their might.
When the Prince Comical saw this, he ran up and drove the bad boys
away, and rubbed the limb of the Daddy Long Legs, till he gave up
groaning and crying. Then the Daddy Long Legs sat up, and said in
a weak voice, You have been very kind to me; what can I do for
Oh, help me," said the Prince, "to find the Princess Niente! You
fly everywhere; don't you know where she is ?"


"I don't know," said the Daddy Long Legs, mournfully. "I have
never flown so far. But I know that you are all in a very dangerous
part of Fairy Land. And I will take you to an aged Black Beetle, who
can give you the best advice."
So saying, the Daddy Long Legs walked off with the Prince till
they came to the Black Beetle.
"Can you tell this Prince," said the Daddy Long Legs, "where
the Princess Niente is hidden?"
"I know it is in Mushroom Land," said the Beetle; "but he will
want a guide.'
"Will you be my guide?" asked the Prince.
"Yes," said the Beetle; but what about your friends, the other
Princes ?"
"Oh, they must come too; it would not be fair to leave them
behind," said the Prince Comical.
He was the soul of honour; and though the others laughed at him,
he would not take advantage of his luck, and run away from them.



"Well, you are a true Knight," said the Black Beetle; "but before
we go into the depths of Mushroom Land, just you come here with

Then the Black Beetle pointed out to the Prince a great smooth
round red thing, a long way off.
That is the first Mushroom in Mushroom Land," said the Beetle.
" Now come with me, and you shall see, what you shall see."
So the Prince followed the Beetle, till they came to the Mushroom.
Climb up and look over," said the Beetle.
So the Prince climbed up, and looked over. There he saw a
crowned King, sound asleep.


Here is the Prince Comical (you see he is not very handsome!);
and here is the King so sound asleep,
"Try to waken him," said the Beetle; "just try."
So the Prince tried to waken the King, but it was of no use.
"Now, take warning by that,'" said the Black Beetle, "and never
go to sleep under a Mushroom in Mushroom country. You will never
wake, if you do, till the Princess Niente is found again."

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Well, the Prince Comical said he would remember that, and he
and the Beetle went off and found the other Princes. They were dis-
posed to laugh at being led by a Black Beetle; but one of them, who
was very learned, reminded them that armies had been led before by
Woodpeckers, and Wolves, and Humming Birds.

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So they all moved on, and at night they were very tired,
Now there were no houses, and not many trees, in Mushroom
Land, and when night came all the Princes wanted to lie down under
a very big Mushroom.
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It was in vain that the Black Beetle ard Prince Comical warned
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could not help joining them, which was very imprudent, as they had plenty to do
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The Elves went on with their play till midnight, and exactly at mid- night the Elves stopped their play, and undressed, and got up into the boughs

of a big tree and went to sleep. You may wonder how the Elves know when it is midnight, as there are no clocks in Mushroom Land, of course. But they

cannot really help knowing, as it is exactly at twelve that the Mushrooms begl to grow, and the little Mushrooms come up.

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Nonsense," they said You may sleep out in the open air, if
you like; we mean to make ourselves comfortable here."
So they all lay down under the shelter of the Mushroom, and
Prince Comical slept in the open air. In the morning he wakened,
feeling very well and hungry, and off he set to call his friends. But he
might as well have called the Mushroom itself. There they all lay
under its shade; and though some of them had their eyes open, not
one of them could move. The Prince shook them, dragged them,
shouted at them, and pulled their hair. But the more he shouted and
dragged, the louder they snored; and the worst of it was, that he could
not pull them out of the shadow of the Magic Mushroom. So there he
had to leave them, sound asleep.


The Prince thought the Elves could help him perhaps, so he went
and asked them how to waken his friends. They were all awake, and
the Fairies were dressing the baby-Elves. But they only said, "Oh! its
their fault for sleeping under a Mushroom. Anybody would know
that is a stupid thing to do. Besides, we have no time to attend to
them, as the sun will be up soon, and we must get these Babies dressed
and be off before then."
"Why, where are you going to ?" said the Prince.
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"I don't know where the Princess is," said the Beetle; "but the
Blue Bird is very wise, and he may know. Now your best plan will be
to steal two of the Blue Bird's eggs, and not give them back till he
tells you all he can."
So off they set for the Blue Bird's nest; and, to make a long story
short, the Prince stole two of the eggs, and would not give them back,
till the Bird promised to tell him all it knew. And the end of it was,
that the Bird carried him to the Court of the Queen of Mushroom
Land. She was sitting, in her Crown, on a Mushroom, and she looked
very funny and mischievous.

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Here you see the Prince, with his hat off, kissing the Queen's hair,
and asking for the Princess.
Oh, site's quite safe," said the Queen of Mushroom Land; but
what a funny boy you are. You are not half handsome enough for
the Princess Niente."

The poor Prince blushed. "They call me Prince Comical," said
he; "I know I'm not half good enough!"
"You are good enough for anything," said the Queen of Mushroom
Land; "but you might be prettier."
Then she touched him with her wand, and he became as hand-
some a Prince as ever was seen, in a beautiful red silk doublet, slashed
with white, and a long gold-coloured robe.


"Vow you will do for my Princess Niente," said the Queen of Mushroom :Land. "Blue Bird" (and she whispered in the Bird's ear), "take him away to
the Princess Niente."
So they flew, and they flew, all day and all night, and next day they ccame to a green bower, all full of Fairies, and Butterflies, and funny little
people. And there, with all her long yellow hair round her, there sat the ]Princess Niente. And the Prince Charming laid his Crown at her feet, and
knelt on one knee, and asked the Princess to be his love and his lady. Ard sshe did not refuse him, so they were married in the Church of the Elves, and
the Glowworm sent his torches, and all the bells of all the flowers made a mcrr-y pe-al. And soon they were to travel home, to the King and the Queen.



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N OW the Prince had found the Princess, and you might think that
they had nothing to do but go home again. The father and
mother of the Princess were wearying very much to hear about her.
Every day they climbed to the bartizan of the Castle, and looked
across the plain, hoping to see dust on the road, and some brave
Prince riding back with their daughter. But she never came, and their
hair grew grey with sorrow and time. The parents of the other Princes,
too, who were all asleep under the Mushroom, were alarmed about


their sons, and feared that they had all been taken prisoners, or
perhaps eaten up by some Giant. But Princess Niente and Prince
Charming were lingering in the enchanted land, too happy to leave
the flowers, the brooks, and the Fairies.
The faithful Black Beetle often whispered to the Prince that it was
time to turn homewards, but the Prince paid no more attention to his
ally than if he had been an Ear-wig. So there, in the Valley Magical,
the Prince and Princess might be wandering to this day but for a very
sad accident. The night they were married, the Princess had said to
the Prince, Now you may call me Niente, or any pet name you like;
but never call me by my own name."

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"But I don't know it," said the Prince. "Do tell me what it is?"
Never," said the Princess; "you must never seek to know it."
"Why not?" said the Prince.
"Something dreadful will happen," said the Princess, "if ever you
find out my name, and call me by it."
And she looked quite as if she could be very angry,
Now ever after this, the Prince kept wondering what his wife's real
name could be, till he made himself quite unhappy.
Is it Margaret ?" he would say, when he thought the Princess was
off her guard ; or, is it Joan ?" Is it Dorothy ?" "It can't be
Sybil, can it?"
But she would never tell him.
Now, one morning, the Princess awoke very early, but she felt so
happy that she could not sleep. She lay awake and listened to the
Birds singing, and then she watched a Fairy-boy teasing a Bird, which
sang (so the boy said) out of tune, and another Fairy-baby riding on
a Fly.



At last the Princess, who thought the Prince was sound asleep,
began to croon softly a little song she had made about him and her.
She had never told him about the song, partly because she was shy,
and partly for another reason. So she crooned and hummed to herself,

Qh, hand in hand with Gwendoline,
While yet our locks are gold,
He'll fare among the forests green,
And through the gardens old;
And when, like leaves that lose their green,
Our gold has turned to grey,
Then, hand in hand with Gwendoline,
He'll fade and pass away !



Oh, Gwendoline is your name, is it?" said the Prince, who had
been wide awake, and listening to her song. And he began to laugh
at having found out her secret, and tried to kiss her.
But the Princess turned very, very cold, and white like marble, so
that the Prince began to shiver, and he sat down on a fallen Mush-
room, and hid his face in his hands, and, in a moment, all his beautiful
hair vanished, and his splendid clothes, and his gold train, and his
Crown. He wore a red cap, and common clothes, and was Prince
Comical once more. But the Princess arose, and she vanished swiftly

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Opposite you see the poor Prince crying, and the Princess vanishing
away. Thus he was punished for being curious and prying. It is
natural, you will say, that a man should like to call his wife by her
name. But the Fairies would not allow it, and, what is more, there are
Still some nations who will not allow a woman to mention the name of
her husband.
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Well, here was a sad state of things! The Princess was lost as
much as ever, and Prince Charming was changed back into Prince
Comical. The Black Beetle sighed day and night, and mingled his
tears with those of the Prince. But neither of them knew what to do.
They wandered about the Valley Magical, and though it was just as
pretty as ever, it seemed quite ugly and stupid to them. The worst
of it was, that the Prince felt so foolish. After winning the greatest
good fortune, and the dearest bride in the world, he had thrown
everything away. He walked about crying, "Oh, Gwen-I mean oh,
Niente! dear Niente! return to your own Prince Comical, and all will
he forgiven!"
It is impossible to say what would have happened; and probably
the Prince would have died of sorrow and hunger (for he ate nothing),
if the Black Beetle had not one day met a Bat, which was the favourite
charger of Puck. Now Puck, as all the world knows, is the Jester
at the Court of Fairy Land. He can make Oberon and Titania-the



King and Queen-laugh at the tricks he plays, and therefore they love
him so much that there is nothing they would not do for him. So the
Black Beetle began to talk about his master, the Prince, to the Bat
Puck commonly rode; and the Bat, a good-natured creature, told the
whole story to Puck. Now Puck was also in a good humour, so he
jumped at once on his Bat's back, and rode off to consult the King
and Queen of Fairy Land. Well, they were sorry for the Prince-he had
only broken one little Fairy law after all-and they sent Puck back to
tell him what he was to do. This was to find the Blue Bird again, and
get the Blue Bird to guide him to the home of the Water Fairy, the
Godmother of the Princess.



Long and far the Prince wandered, but at last he found the Blue
Bird once more. And the Bird (very good-naturedly) promised to fly
in front of him till he led him to the beautiful stream, where the
Water Fairy held her court. So they reached it at last, and then the
Blue Bird harnessed himself to the chariot of the Water Fairy, and the
chariot was the white cup of a Water Lily. Then he pulled, and
pulled at the chariot (here he is dragging along the Water Fairy), till


he brought her where the Prince was waiting. At first, when she saw
him, she was rather angry. "Why did you find out my God-daughter's
name?" she said; and the Prince had no excuse to make. He only
turned red, and sighed. This rather pleased the Water Fairy.
Do you love the Princess very much?" said she.
"Oh, more than all the world," said the Prince,
"Then back you go, to Mushroom Land, and you will find her in
the old place. But perhaps she will not be pleased to forgive you at


set, with the Blue Bird to guide him, in search of Mushroom Land.
At long and at last he reached it, and glad he was to see the little
sentinel on the border of the country.


All up and down Mushroom Land the Prince searched, and at last
he saw his own Princess, and he rushed up, and knelt at her feet, and
held out his hands to ask pardon for having disobeyed the Fairy law.
But she was still rather cross, and down she jumped, and ran
round the Mushroom, and he ran after her.


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So he chased her for a minute or two, and at last she laughed,
and popped up her head over the Mushroom, and pursed up her lips
into a cherry. And he kissed her across the Mushroom, and knew
he had won back his own dear Princess, and they felt even happier
than if they had never been parted.

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"Journeys end in lovers meeting," and so do Stories. The Prince
has his Princess once again, and I can tell you they did not wait long,
this time, in the Valley Magical. Off they went, straight home, and
the Black Beetle guided them, flying in a bee-line. Just on the further
border of Mushroom Land, they came to all the Princes fast asleep.
But when the Princess drew neadr they all wakened, and jumped up,


and they slapped the fortunate Prince on the back, and wished him
luck, and cried, Hullo, Comical, old chap; we hardly knew you!
Why, you've grown quite handsome!" And so he had; he was
changed into Prince Charming again, but he was so happy he never
noticed it, for he was not conceited. But the Princess noticed it, and
she loved him all the better. Then they all made a procession, with
the Black Beetle marching at the head; indeed, they called him "Black
Rod" now, and he was quite a Courtier.
So with flags flying, and music playing, they returned to the home
of the Princess. And the King and Queen met them at the park
gates, and fell on the neck of the Prince and Princess, and kissed


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them, and laughed, and cried for joy, and kissed them again. You
may be sure the old Nurse was out among the foremost, her face
quite shining with pleasure, and using longer words than the noblest
there. And she admired the Prince very much, and was delighted that
"her girl," as she called the Princess, had got such a good husband.
So here we leave them, and that country remained always happy, and
so it has neither history nor geography. Therefore you won't find it
on any map, nor can you read about it in any book but this book.

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Lastly, here is a picture of the Prince and Princess at home, sitting on
a beautiful Rose, as a Fairy's God-child can do if she pleases.
As to the Black Beetle, he was appointed to a place about the
Court, but he never married, he had no children, and there are no
other Black Beetles, consequently, in the country where the Prince and
Princess became King and Queen,



Au Temps jadis as Perrault says,
In half-forgotten Fairy days,-
"There lived a King once, and a Queen,
As few there are, as more have been,"-
Ah, still we love the well-worn phrase,
Still love to tread the ancient ways,
To break the fence, to thread the maze,
To see the beauty we have seen,
Au Temps ijdis !

Here's luck to every child that strays
In Fairy Land among the Fays ;
That follows through the forest green
Prince Comical and Gwendoline;
That reads the tales we used to praise,
Au Temps jadis !

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