[The Little Colonel: Maid of Honor by Annie Fellows Johnston]@TWC D-Link bookThe Little Colonel: Maid of Honor CHAPTER IX 18/29
Of co'se when the real prince came it was too small, and so she missed the happiness that was written for her in the stahs. "The second squandahed her warp of gold first on one, then anothah, weaving mantles for any one who happened to take her fancy--a shepherd boy and a troubador, a student and a knight.
When her prince rode by she had nothing left to offah him, so she missed _her_ life's happiness. "But the third had a deah old fathah like Papa Jack, and he gave her a silvah yahdstick on which was marked the inches and ells that a true prince ought to be.
And he warned her like this: "'Many youths will come to thee, each begging, "Give _me_ the royal mantle, Hildegarde.
_I_ am the prince the stahs have destined for thee." And with honeyed words he'll show thee how the mantle in the loom is just the length to fit his shouldahs.
But let him not persuade thee to cut it loose and give it to him as thy young fingahs will be fain to do. Weave on anothah yeah and yet anothah, till thou, a woman grown, can measuah out a perfect web, moah ample than these stripling youths could carry, but which will fit thy prince in faultlessness, as the falcon's feathahs fit the falcon.' "Then Hildegarde took the silvah yahdstick and said, 'You may trust me, fathah.
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