. The little lame prince and his traveling cloak : a parable for old and young . The Little Lame Prince. Thank you, thank you! he cried, in agush of gratitude—to any body or everybody, but especially to his dear godmother,whom he felt sure had given him this newpresent. He amused himself with it forever so long, with his chin pressed on therim of the cloak, gazing down upon thegrass, every square foot of which was a mineof wonders. Then, just to rest his eyes, he turnedthem up to the sky—the blue, bright, emptysky, which he had looked at so often andseen nothing. Now surely there was something
. The little lame prince and his traveling cloak : a parable for old and young . The Little Lame Prince. Thank you, thank you! he cried, in agush of gratitude—to any body or everybody, but especially to his dear godmother,whom he felt sure had given him this newpresent. He amused himself with it forever so long, with his chin pressed on therim of the cloak, gazing down upon thegrass, every square foot of which was a mineof wonders. Then, just to rest his eyes, he turnedthem up to the sky—the blue, bright, emptysky, which he had looked at so often andseen nothing. Now surely there was something. Along, black, wavy line, moving on in thedistance, not by chance, as the clouds moveapparently, but deliberately, as if it werealive. He might have seen it before—healmost thought he had; but then he couldnot tell what it was. Looking at it throughhis spectacles, he discovered that it really <!&?<£ The Little Lame Prince. 109 was alive; being a long string of birds, fly-ing one after the other, their winirs movingsteadily and their heads pointed in one di-. He felt something queer and hard fixing itself to thebridge of his nose. rection, as steadily as if each were a little ship, guided invisibly by an unerring helm. They must be the passage-birds flying seaward! cried the boy, who had read a 110 The Little Lame Prince. little about them, and had a great talent forputting two and two together and findingout all he could. Oh, how I should liketo see them quite close, and to know wherethey come from, and whither they are going!How I wish I knew every thing in all theworld! A silly speech for even an examining little boy to make; because, as we growolder, the more we know the more we findout there is to know. And Prince Dolorblushed when he had said it, and hopednobody had heard him. Apparently somebody had, however; forthe cloak gave a sudden bound forward, andpresently he found himself high up in air,in the very middle of that band of aerialtravelers, who had no m
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