The yellow fairy book . hey all exclaimed;wherever they looked there was a cross on the door. Then theyrealised that the sign would not help them at all. But the Queen was an extremely clever woman, who could do agreat deal more than just drive in a coach. She took her greatgolden scissors, cut up a piece of silk, and made a prettj little bagof it. This she filled with the finest buckwheat grains, and tied itround the Princess neck; this done, she cut a little hole in the bag,so that the grains would strew the whole road wherever the Princesswent. In the night the dog came again, took the Prin
The yellow fairy book . hey all exclaimed;wherever they looked there was a cross on the door. Then theyrealised that the sign would not help them at all. But the Queen was an extremely clever woman, who could do agreat deal more than just drive in a coach. She took her greatgolden scissors, cut up a piece of silk, and made a prettj little bagof it. This she filled with the finest buckwheat grains, and tied itround the Princess neck; this done, she cut a little hole in the bag,so that the grains would strew the whole road wherever the Princesswent. In the night the dog came again, took the Princess on his backand ran away with her to the Soldier, who was very much in lovewith her, and would have liked to have been a Prince, so that hemight have had her for his wife. The dog did not notice how the grains were strewn right from THE T1NDEB-BOX 271 the castle to the Soldiers window, where he ran up the wall withthe Princess. In the morning the King and the Queen saw plainly where , • xV^ -i j ; . i •. 1 lie was skipping along so merrily their daughter had been, and they took the Soldier and put him intoprison. Thorp ho sat. Oh. IKAV dark mid dull it, \v;m then ! And tlioytold him: To-morrow you arc to be lum^d. Itjurin^ that dul 272 THIS TINDEE-BOX not exactly cheer him, and he had left his tinder-box in theinn. Next morning he could see through the iron grating in front ofhis little window how the people were hurrying out of the town tosee him hanged. He heard the drums and saw the soldiers march-ing ; all the people were running to and fro. Just below his windowwas a shoemakers apprentice, with leather apron and shoes; hewas skipping along so merrily that one of his shoes flew off andfell against the wall, just where the Soldier was sitting peepingthrough the iron grating. Oh, shoemakers boy, you neednt be in such a hurry! saidthe Soldier to him. Theres nothing going on till I arrive. Butif you will run back to the house where I lived, and fetch me mytinde
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