Tuscan folk-lore and sketches, together with some other papers. Anderton Isabella M.

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you want.”

      So the little girl said yes, she would go, and the lady, who was really a fairy, took her to a beautiful palace.

      “Now,” said this fairy, “when you’re alone, and want me, you must call me Tassa, but when anyone else is with you, you must call me Aunt. You won’t always see me, but as soon as you call me I shall come to you. You may do what you like and go where you like in this palace.”

      So the girl lived for some time in the palace in the forest, and grew more and more beautiful every day. At last it happened that the king’s son, out hunting in that forest, came to the palace and saw the girl at the window. He rode round trying to find a door, but there was none.

      “Let me come in and talk to you,” he said to the girl. So she went into the next room, and called out “Tassa.”

      “What do you want, pretty maiden?”

      “The king’s son asks to come and talk to me.”

      “Let him come.”

      And immediately the prince saw a door and went in. After a little while he said: —

      “I should like to marry you; you are the most beautiful woman I have seen.”

      So the girl went into the next room and called “Tassa.”

      “What is it, pretty maiden?”

      “The prince wants to marry me.”

      “Let him come in a week with all his court and fetch you.”

      Then the prince went away, and the fairy gave the girl a box, saying: —

      “If you want to remain beautiful, take this box with you; and don’t forget to say good-bye to me before you go.”

      At the end of the week the prince came with a great train of carriages and courtiers to fetch his bride, and the girl was so dazzled by the splendour, and excited at the thought of marrying the prince, that she forgot to say good-bye to the fairy, and forgot her box till she was in the carriage. Then she suddenly remembered it, jumped out, and ran upstairs to the cupboard where she had put it. Now this was a cupboard in the wall, and the door pushed up as a shutter might do. The girl raised the door and put her head in to look for the box, when bang! down came the shutter on her neck.

      “Tassa, Tassa,” she shouted.

      “What do you want, ugly wench?”

      “I forgot to say good-bye to you. And oh, please let me out.”

      Then the cupboard door was raised, and the girl went downstairs. But when she appeared everyone began to laugh, for she had a sheep’s head!

      The prince made her get into the carriage, and then pulled down all the blinds, so that no one might see his ugly bride; and when he got home he had her put into the sheep stable.

      Now there were three beautiful women at the king’s palace who all wanted to marry the prince, and the prince did not know which to choose. So he brought some wool and said: —

      “The one who spins this best shall be my wife”; and he gave some wool to the girl with the sheep’s head as well.

      The three women set to work immediately and span and span with all their might; but the poor girl in the stable threw hers into the gutter and sat down to cry, while the others came and mocked her. At last it was the eve of the day on which they were to go before the prince, and the girl sobbed and sobbed, and began to call out “Tassa, Tassa!”

      “What do you want, ugly wench?”

      “I’ve thrown my wool away, and I don’t know what to do.”

      “Take this filbert, and when you come before the prince crack it. But you don’t deserve to be helped.”

      The next day the whole court was assembled and the three women gave their skeins of wool, and then the prince turned to the girl and said: —

      “What have you done?”

      “Baa, baa,” said she, and cracked the filbert. There was a skein of the finest wool that could be imagined, and all said that the sheep had done best.

      Then the prince gave each one a puppy, and said: —

      “The one whose puppy grows into the most beautiful dog shall be my bride.”

      So the three women took their puppies, and brushed them and combed them and washed them and fed them, till they were so fat they could hardly move; but the poor girl let hers run away.

      The women came and mocked her as before, but all she could say was “Baa, baa!”

      Again it was the eve of the day when they were to appear before the prince, and again the girl sat sobbing in her stable and calling “Tassa, Tassa!”

      “What do you want, ugly wench?”

      “My dog has run away, and to-morrow we go before the king.”

      “Take this walnut, and crack it as you did the filbert. But you don’t deserve to be helped.”

      The next day the whole court was assembled again. The three women presented their dogs, which waddled about and behaved very dirtily and badly.

      “And what have you done?” said the prince to the girl.

      “Baa, baa,” said she, and cracked the walnut. Out jumped the most lovely tiny dog, with a golden collar and golden tinkling bells; he fawned upon the king and the prince, and quite won their hearts by his pretty manners.

      “One more trial,” said the prince. “All appear before me again in a week’s time, and I will marry the most beautiful.”

      All that week the three women washed themselves, and scented themselves, and rubbed themselves till they rubbed the skin off, and pomaded their hair till it shone like a looking-glass; but the girl sat among the sheep and wept.

      On the last day of the week the women began to put on their fine dresses and ornaments; and the unhappy girl sobbed more bitterly than ever, and called out, “Tassa, Tassa!”

      “What do you want, pretty maiden?”

      “To-morrow we go before the prince. What shall I do?”

      “Go with the others: and if he marries you don’t forget to say good-bye to me.”

      The next morning the three women with their grand dresses, and their pomade, and their scent, strutted boldly in before the court and the prince.

      “Go to the stable and bring the fourth,” commanded the prince: and one of the courtiers went down.

      Soon the door opened and the room was filled with a blaze of light, as the beautiful maiden, sheep no longer, entered and knelt humbly before the king.

      “That is my bride,” said the prince, as he raised her and kissed her: “You others may go.”

      So a grand wedding-feast was prepared, and this time the girl did not forget to say good-bye to the fairy who had been so kind to her.

      PADRE

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