Beauty and the beast : $b An old tale new-told, with pictures — John Shaqi
Beauty and the beast : $b An old tale new-told, with pictures
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Beauty and the beast : $b An old tale new-told, with pictures
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her, and the love her kindness won for her. Noble youths sought many a
time to gain in marriage one or another of them; but none seemed great
enough, or rich enough. Yet they would not let them go, but with half
smiles and double words, kept the young men following in their train.
[Illustration: “IN THE KING’S GARDEN THE FEAST IS READY, AND THE
MINSTRELS WAIT.” LEIGHTON, BROS.]
Time sped quickly in the rich city where the merchant dwelt. Day and
night the hours danced on to the sound of music and feasting. Beauty’s
sisters reigned like queens amid their young companions,--damsels
nigh as fair as they,--but of whom they made not much account, for the
splendour of the merchant’s daughters cast a cold shadow all around.
On great feast days, when the house was set in order, and the sisters
in their rich apparel, and gold crowns upon their heads, sat under
silken canopies, with all their lovers at their feet, right glad
were they when Beauty sat not with them. At such times the girl, in
the glory of her lustrous loveliness, would call the children, to
come forth into the fields and woods, and gather flowers with her;
or perchance she might steal away to succour in their distress, poor
miserable ones, who lay sick and forlorn of hope, in rude dwellings
beyond the city walls. Then were the sisters left to reign alone; and
no prayer did they ever make to Beauty, for her to share the joyance of
such festal days.
[Illustration]
But that sweet maiden gave no heed at all to such unkindness. She
would seek flowers of rare bloom, and therewith weave garlands and
set them in her sisters’ hair, all unaware that meanwhile sharp stings
of envious hatred stung them, when they marked how men’s faces lit up
with gladness whenever Beauty passed by, clad only in her simple gown.
And so neglect and unkindness did not touch her gentle life. And home
was beyond all things dear to her, for the great love and reverence
she bore her father. Dearer moreover than aught else beside, save
only his gold (which was indeed no hoarded wealth), was the youngest
born to him. Yet the prince-merchant took most delight withal, in his
many-oared galleys and full-sailed ships, which ever and anon went
out across the harbour bar, and in due course came back into port
gold-laden, and heavy with precious merchandise from lands beyond the
sunrise.
[Illustration]
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