The Waldorf family . ofbetter company, the Queen of the Pearl Islands hadset the fried fish in a golden dish upon the table, andnow summoned Harold to take his seat at supper. Eat heartily, said she; those fish are ofexcellent flavor and well fattened, so do not sparethem. In the meantime I will go into the cellar,and draw twelve different kinds of wine for you. Harold sat down by the table, and as the en-chantress left the room to get the wine, he drewout his knife and began to attack the fish, whichcertainly looked very tempting, and had a mostsavory smell. But no sooner had the magic bladet
The Waldorf family . ofbetter company, the Queen of the Pearl Islands hadset the fried fish in a golden dish upon the table, andnow summoned Harold to take his seat at supper. Eat heartily, said she; those fish are ofexcellent flavor and well fattened, so do not sparethem. In the meantime I will go into the cellar,and draw twelve different kinds of wine for you. Harold sat down by the table, and as the en-chantress left the room to get the wine, he drewout his knife and began to attack the fish, whichcertainly looked very tempting, and had a mostsavory smell. But no sooner had the magic bladetouched the golden dish, than the fish suddenly re-turned to their original forms, and popped them-selves up before him as little men, clad in the dressof their profession. The lawyer stood up in hisblack robe, the tailor in purple breeches, the millerin a meal-colored doublet, and the priest in hiswhite surplice, all crying out as loud as they could,while they tried hard to keep their heads above themelted butter. 89. Save us, Harold, if you wish to save your-self! Who in the world are you ? exclaimed Har-old. This is the first time I ever saw five Chris-tians swimming in boiling fat. We are foolish men, hke yourself, they re-plied. We came to the Pearl Islands to seek ourfortune. We drank wine from golden cups till wedid not know what we were doing. We marriedthe queen; and the next morning we found our-selves swimming in the fish-pond, with hundredsof others like ourselves. What! exclaimed Harold, can it be possi-ble that so young and beautiful a woman is al-ready the widow of hundreds of fish ? Yes, yes, sputtered the poor little men; andto-morrow you will be in the same condition thatwe are, with a fair chance of being fried and eatenby the next young man that comes here. Harold gave a tremendous leap, as if he alreadyfelt himself in the hot pan, and ran to the door,hoping to make his escape before the return of the 90 enchantress. But she had been standing outside,and had
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