The Wonder Clock; or, four & twenty marvellous Tales: being one for each hour of the dayPyle, Howard
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The Wonder Clock; or, four & twenty marvellous Tales: being one for each hour of the day
Pyle, Howard
Children's poetry; Fairy tales
And then what do you think happened? Why, the hut grew and grew until it
changed into a splendid castle all built of pure silver and gold, and
all of the many birds outside changed into men and women servants. As
for the Great Black Raven, it was a Raven no longer, but the handsomest
prince in all of the world, and the only thing black about him was the
long curling locks of his hair. He kissed the Princess Golden-Hair and
said: “Now, indeed, have I found my true bride and none other. You have
freed me and my castle and all of my people from enchantment, which no
one but a real princess could do. For my wicked step-mother laid spells
upon us which could only be broken when a real princess drank out of the
golden goblet.”
[Illustration: Princess Golden-Hair, being a true princess, drinketh
from the golden cup & touches neither y^e silver nor y^e clay. ¶]
Then they were married, and a fine wedding they had of it, I can tell
you.
Well, a year passed by, and the princess was as happy as the days were
long; but at the end of the twelve months she began to long to see her
father and her sisters again. So she spoke of her longing to the Raven
prince, but he only shook his head. No; he would not hear of her going,
for he felt that nothing but misfortune would come of it.
But the princess begged and begged so prettily that at last the prince
said she might go if she would be contented to stay only three days.
Then he gave her a napkin of the finest linen, and told her that
whenever she wanted anything, she had only to spread the napkin and wish
and it would be there. But there was one thing she must not wish for,
and that was for him himself, for of that misfortune would come for sure
and certain.
So off the princess went to her father’s house, and a fine sight she
made of it, I can tell you; for she rode in a golden coach drawn by four
milk-white horses, so that every one she passed stopped and looked after
her, and the little boys cried “Hi!” and ran along beside.
Her father and her sisters wondered what fine lady it was that was
coming to the castle, and when the coach stopped they came out to look.
Dear, dear, but the king was glad to see her; as for her two sisters,
they grew as green as grass with envy, for when they heard where she
dwelt, and what a fine castle it was, all built of pure gold and silver,
and what a handsome prince it was that she had for a husband, they were
ready to burst with spite, for each felt that she might have had all
this for herself if the Raven prince had only chosen her instead of
Golden-Hair. So when the princess had told them all about what had
happened, they only nodded and winked at one another as though they did
not believe a word of it.
“Yes, yes,” said they, “it is all very well to talk about your handsome
prince; but why did he not come along with you, we should like to know?”
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