. The little lame prince and his traveling cloak : a parable for old and young . divided intofour rooms—as by drawing a cross within acircle you will see might easily be making sky-lights, and a few slits in thewalls for windows, and raising a peaked 50 The Little Lame Prince. roof which was hidden by the parapet, herewas a dwelling complete, eighty feet fromthe ground, and as inaccessible as a rooksnest on the top of a tree. A charming place to live in! if you oiuegot up there, and never wanted to comedown again. Inside—though nobody could have lookedinside except a bird, and hardly e
. The little lame prince and his traveling cloak : a parable for old and young . divided intofour rooms—as by drawing a cross within acircle you will see might easily be making sky-lights, and a few slits in thewalls for windows, and raising a peaked 50 The Little Lame Prince. roof which was hidden by the parapet, herewas a dwelling complete, eighty feet fromthe ground, and as inaccessible as a rooksnest on the top of a tree. A charming place to live in! if you oiuegot up there, and never wanted to comedown again. Inside—though nobody could have lookedinside except a bird, and hardly even a birdnew past that lonely tower—inside it wasfurnished with all the comfort and eleganceimaginable ; with lots of books and toys,and every thing that the heart of a childcould desire. For its only inhabitant, ex-cept a nurse, of course, was a poor solitarychild. One winter night, when all the plain waswhite with moonlight, there was seen cross-ing it a great tall black horse, ridden by aman also big and equally black, carryingbefore him on the saddle a woman and a. Carrying before him a woman and child. (51) The Little Lame Prince. 53 child. The woman—she had a sad, fiercelook, and no wonder, for she was a criminalunder sentence of death, but her sentencehad boon changed to almost as severe apunishment. She was to inhabit the lonelytower with the child, and was allowed tolive as long as the child lived—no , in order that she might take the utmostcare of him; for those who put him therewere equally afraid of his dying and of hisliving. And yet he was only a little gentleboy, with a sweet, sleepy smile—he hadbeen very tired with his long journey—andclinging arms, which held tight to the mansneck, for he was rather frightened, and theface, black as it was, looked kindly at he was very helpless, with his poor,small, shriveled legs, which could neitherstand nor run away—for the little forlornboy was Prince Dolor. He had not been dead at all—
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