The crystal palace : and other legends . ore something else besidethe strange signs. On it was the image 8o The Magic Ring of a tiny swan. He looked at it in amaze-ment; for he had never seen the swan be-fore. He started up, then stopped suddenly. ^Why not? he asked himself. Thosedeep and quiet waters would soon closeover and conceal the ring forever. A moment later the jewel flashed be-neath the rays of the moon. A slightsplash was borne along by the night widening ripples broke the mirror-like surface of the pool. In the distancea snowy swan appeared sailing withstately calm over th
The crystal palace : and other legends . ore something else besidethe strange signs. On it was the image 8o The Magic Ring of a tiny swan. He looked at it in amaze-ment; for he had never seen the swan be-fore. He started up, then stopped suddenly. ^Why not? he asked himself. Thosedeep and quiet waters would soon closeover and conceal the ring forever. A moment later the jewel flashed be-neath the rays of the moon. A slightsplash was borne along by the night widening ripples broke the mirror-like surface of the pool. In the distancea snowy swan appeared sailing withstately calm over the ruffled waters. Delighted to be rid of the hateful jewel,Turpin now made his way back to thetent. Charlemange was awake andgreeted him as in the days of old. Thecharm was broken. The morning sun rose bright and Emperor, however, became proposed that they tarry in the spotanother day and hunt in the forest. Tur-pin agreed, and soon the forest echoes V-i2 NEW YORK 1iJBLIC LIBRARY ASTOR, LENOX ANDTlLDEt^ FOyWDATIONS. The Magic Ring 81 were awakened by the clangor of thehunting horns. A royal stag was started from the huntsmen and hounds fol-lowed it. At last, panting and exhausted,it was brought to bay in a remote glade,—the very place which Turpin had visitedthe night before. Charlemange had been foremost in thechase all the morning. Now he sat mo-tionless in his saddle, gazing in spell-bound admiration at the sunny stretch ofwater. He observed the reflection of theblue sky, and the swans gliding over itssmooth surface. *Ah! how beautiful r he would fain linger here forever. Then he dismounted and threw himselfdown upon the smooth grass by the edgeof the pool. There he remained indreamy content all day long. At last the shadows began to glow of the setting sun was reflectedin the miniature lake. Charlemange was 82 The Magic Ring so enchanted with the scene that he vowedto build a castle there. The vow waskept, and
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