The Waldorf family . The legends of fairy-land are so strangelyblended with the remnants of Druidical supersti-tion, and so leavened with the strong and reverentspirit of religion which prevails among the Bretons,that it will be difficult for me to separate the purefairy tale from its accessories. But I will makethe attempt. The good old man pushed up his spectacles tillthey rested on his broad forehead, and, after amoments pause to collect his ideas, began thepromised 33 t@^w THE GOLDEN HERB, ANY years ago, when the oakswhich built the oldest ships inthe world were yet only littleacor
The Waldorf family . The legends of fairy-land are so strangelyblended with the remnants of Druidical supersti-tion, and so leavened with the strong and reverentspirit of religion which prevails among the Bretons,that it will be difficult for me to separate the purefairy tale from its accessories. But I will makethe attempt. The good old man pushed up his spectacles tillthey rested on his broad forehead, and, after amoments pause to collect his ideas, began thepromised 33 t@^w THE GOLDEN HERB, ANY years ago, when the oakswhich built the oldest ships inthe world were yet only littleacorns, there lived, in a certainprovince in Brittany, a poorwidow, named Nina. She be-longed to a noble family, and washeiress to a handsome fortune, for herfather, at his death, left a fine man-sion-house, a large farm, a mill, andy® a lime-kiln, together with twelve horses,0> and twice as many oxen, twelve cows,and ten times as many sheep; while the quantityof flax and grain in his barns, was beyond all
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