. Little Saint Elizabeth and other stories / by Frsnces Hodgson Burnett ; illustrated by Reginald B. Birch. e flowers, and heard strange sounds : and atlast the sun began to go down, and he knew he would soonbe left in the dark. His little feet and leers were scratchedwith brambles, and were so tired that they would scarcelycarry him ; but he dared not go back to the swineherds hutwithout finding the swine. The only comfort he had on allthe long way was that the little brook had run by his side,and sung its song to him ; and sometimes he had stopped andbathed his hot face in it, and had said,
. Little Saint Elizabeth and other stories / by Frsnces Hodgson Burnett ; illustrated by Reginald B. Birch. e flowers, and heard strange sounds : and atlast the sun began to go down, and he knew he would soonbe left in the dark. His little feet and leers were scratchedwith brambles, and were so tired that they would scarcelycarry him ; but he dared not go back to the swineherds hutwithout finding the swine. The only comfort he had on allthe long way was that the little brook had run by his side,and sung its song to him ; and sometimes he had stopped andbathed his hot face in it, and had said, Oh, little brook ! youare so kind to me ! You are my friend, I know. I would beso lonely without you ! When at last the sun did go clown. Prince Fairyfoot hadwandered so far that he did not know where he was, and hewas so tired that he threw himself down by the brook, andhid his face in the flowery moss, and said, Oh, little brook !I am so tired I can go no further ; and I can never findthem! While he was lying there in despair, he heard a sound inthe air above him, and looked up to see what it was. It. !,n<mm ^^^pCs^ ^^^ why, EXCLAIMtU FAIKYFOOT IM SURPRISED! THE STORY OF PRINCE FAIRYFOOT. 67 sounded like a little bird in some trouble. And, surely enough^there was a huge hawk darting after a plump little brownbird with a red breast. The little bird was uttering sharpfrightened cries, and Prince Fairyfoot felt so sorry for it thathe sprang up and tried to drive the hawk away. The littlebird saw him at once, and straightway flew to him, and Fairy-foot covered it with his cap. And then the hawk flew awayin a oTeat raQ^e. When the hawk was gone, Fairyfoot sat down again andlifted his cap, expecting, of course, to see the brown bird withthe red breast. But, instead of a bird, out stepped a littleman, not much higher than your little finger—a plump littleman in a brown suit with a bright red vest, and with a cockedhat on. Why, exclaimed Fairyfoot, Im surprised ! So am I, said t
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