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jjj. ISTEN my little
children. and
you shall hear
a story about a
beautiful shep
herd boy, who
lived in the
mountains with
his she :p.
A long' time
ag-o, when the
earth was youngs, this shepherd boy
was in the habit of watching- the
sparkling stars of heaven, when driv
ing home his sheep at night. He was
lost in a world of wonder at their
beauty, and thought that strange peo
ple must live in them.
"I wonder," thought he, "will I
ever be able to reach them? will I
ever see the race of men who people
those glorious golden worlds?"
But the notes ef the huntsman's
horn, sounding clear on the evening1
breeze, dispelled his lofty thoughts,
and he wearily retired for the nig-ht.
One lovely evening he saw a ladder,
made of golden threads, slowly unfold
itself from Venus, the bright star,
and fall to the earth near his feet,
lie was so astonished that he thought
he must be dreaming. But on ex
amining the ladder, he saw that it
was a reality, and that some one was
descending- it, coming from the star.
What would he do? Seize the person
who was coming from the star, and
compel that person to let him climb
the ladder; or would he tear the
golden ladder from Venus, arid be
come a rich man?
Perplexed in the extreme, he re
solved to await developments. H
did not have to wait long-, for in a few
moments a beautiful princess reached
the end of the ladder and stood before
Oh! What a vision of entrancing
loveliness! He had never before seen
such a beautiful woman. Her blue
eyes, golden curls and perfect form
made his heart throb with love. What
dangers he would brave to possess the
fairy standing near him!
"Who are you?" he asked, at length.
The princess smiled, and replied in a
voice of melody:
"I am a princess; my name is Lycia,
and I came from Venus, the evening
star.on an errand of great importance.
Oh! lonely shepherd boy, will you aid
me in a great undertaking?"
He thought there was something
strange about her words and actions;
but her beauty conquered his thoughts
and he said: "I am at your command.,
But before I lift a hand to help you,
tall me, O, tell me, princess of the
:vening star, are these are there
brighter, greater, nobler beings, than
the mortals of this earth dwelling in
those lands of beauty above?" Her
eyes sparkled with pride as she re
sponded: "In Venus, the land of my birth,
there is a race of people far greater
than the mortals of this earth! their
learning- like the sun outshines all
other things."
"Will I ever see them?" he inquired.
"Yes, you will see them if you aid
me to free my mother from a witch's
"I give you my promise. I will do
all that lies within the limits of my
power to free your mother from the
Lycia kissed his hand rapturously,
and said:
"Yon are too kind! by what name
are you known in these mountains?"
"My name is Harold."
"Then, Harold," she continued, "I
must tell you the story of my mother's
misfortune. My father and mothor
are the king and queen of Venus; and,
although their power extends far and
wide, it reeeived a severe shock at
the hands of the witch. She has
charmed a certain part of the land,
and whoever places his foot inside that
mystic circle is enchanted. One day
my mother unconsciously entered the
witch's dominions, and since that
time we have never seen her "
"Then how can I free her? I would
also be enchanted if I entered her do
minions." "Nay; you would not. A man of
this earth can enter the witch's land,
and be free from her magic A man is
the only one who can break the chains
of enchantment and free my mother.
Will you be her champion?"
"I wilL"
"And if you succeed, you shall be
my husband, and the prince of Venus,
the evening- star."
Harold could find no words in which
to express his love; he merely folded
Lycia to his bosom, kissing her again
and again.
, "And now," she resumed, releasing
herself from his embrace, "let us en
ter Venus." ...
Theyacended the ladder together,
and were soon in the star.
Sow strange everything appearedl
What roads of "silver dazzled Harold's
eyes! What; castles of 'gold were
there! and what beautiful pearly
clouds floated about in the azure sky
of Venus. Lycia . introduced him to
her father, Kaldemar by name, and
immediately a great banquet was pre
pared, at which all the people of the
kingdom appeared, save the witch
and her minions. The banquet lasted
for six days and at the expiration of
that time Lycia told him that he must
free her mother, because she feared
that the witch would be torturing her
mother to death.
"I will go at once," replied Harold,
and free her if it costs me my life!"
"But,"- said Lycia, "you will have
severe trials to brave; the witch will
endeavor to make you forget your
promise to me; she will entertain you
royally in her marble halls, where she
keeps bands of beautiful women and
and I am afraid that you will forget
me and your resolutions in that whirl
of fascination."
"Ah, lovely Lycia," Harold replied,
"do not entertain those thoughts of
fear; I could never forget
you nor the vows I made; your
mother's welfare shall rest in
the temple of my mind your love
shall spur me on, and give me cour
age to brave all sirens charms!"
"Then go at once Harold and free
my mother. I give you six days in
which to do it, at the end of that
time, if you do not make your ap
pearance, I will know that you can
not free her, and that you are charm-
! "jr J J
j god's protect you! with you goes all
the future of Lycia."
They embraced, and Lycia gave him
a rose, which he was to wear on his
bosom, that it might help him to
think of her, if the witch's nymphs
succeeded in charming him. She was
. Harold journeyed on all that night,
and as he was crossing a silver moun
tain, a number of animals came up to
him, and said strange things.
"He will meet with great mis
fortune if he persists in his present
undertaking," said one. "And,"
chimed in another, "he will lose
Lycia, and be made a prisoner."
"Ha!" put in a third. "You two are
always ready to predict misfortune
for a person. No doubt, he will have
considerable trouble, but I'll warrant
that we will dance at his weddi nsr."
"Pooh!" snarled the others." "You
always say the same things over and
over you're an old gossip anyway!"
And with that, they ran off into the
But Harold grew sad. What if, the
animals had prophesied truly? would
he persevere? would he remain true
to his promise? Ah! yes; for a great
reward awaited him Lycia would be
his wife. To possess such a beaiity,
he would brave a world of dangers.
As he journeyed onward, he descried
castle towers and battlements in the
distance; he saw bands of nymphs
coming towards him with banners
waving,. he also heard music playing,
and knew that the witch had sent
them to meet him and escort him to
her palace.
They stopped marching, the musio
ceased and a dark eyed siren left the
ranks and came toward him.
"Most gracious - shepherd prince,"
she said, "our great queen the witch
of the star, hearing that you were
about to explore her lands, sent this
deputation to attend and give you en
tertainment before you commence
your work. Hoping that you will ac
cept her invitation, we await your
further orders, and trust that you will
join us and march to her castle at
How beautiful she was! could he re
sist those soft, pleading eyes? Could
he resist the temptation of joining
them? No. It would be impossible;
he was the slave of their wishes. He
saw the exquisite beauty and grace of
each one, and said:
"March on to the castle at once. I
am anxious to see your queen's castle!"
And as be marched on he thought:
"I will only tarry at their palace for
one day, and then I .will look for
Lycia's mother. Lycia would not
deny me. this little indulgence, and
then I will have five days remaining
in which to accomplish my purpose."
So saying, he continued to walk
with them until a halt was called, and
then the dark eyed siren led him into
the marble halls of the witch's castle.
Such grandeur he had never beheld
before, and he was lost in wonder
until the witch hobbled down from
her throne and came toward him.
I "lou must remain with us awhile.
"Come," said she. smilingly "come
to the banquet hall."
He suffered himself to be led to the
banquet hall, because he was power
less to resist the beauty who was exert
ing such an influence over him. Yes;
he loved her. He forgot Lycia for
got the vows he had made to her, and
lived upon Marian's enchanting smiles;
for Marian was the name of the dark
eyed beauty. Three days passed thus,
m& mi MLMm
and Harold loved Marian more dearly
every hour; he was unhappy if she
left him for a moment, and the clouds
of gloom on his brow were turned to
looks of sunshine when she made her
appearance again.
One beautiful evening, Harold and
Marian entered "The Garden of Love,"
which was bounded on all sides by
golden hiUs, where lovely fairy maid
ens fantastically danced until the
midnight hour; at this hour of entrancing-
solitude, . the lovers - reclined on
ivory couches, which were lined with
the purest silver, and drowsily lis
tened to the liquid notes of the plash
ing fountains; castles of flashing dia
monds rose up before their gaze, as
if by magic, and the sweetest musie
came whispering toward them; clouds
of perfumed incense stole through the
air of harmonies toward the sky of
the star, which was turning from pur
ple to green and red and gold; thou
sands of glorious lights shone
through the incensed air and
myriads of elves united in one
great effort to load the evening
breeze with the lulling- music of en
chantment. In this world of joys, Harold forgot
Lycia entirely. He never once paused
to ask himself why he was in the star,
or how he had entered it; all his
looks, his words, his thoughts were
lying- like serfs at the feet of the
fairy beauty Marian. But pleasure
cannot last forever; the greatest pleas
ures receive the severest blows of
fate! and so it was with Harold's.
A grand dance was announced that
evening- at which everyone attended.
The music beg-an, and all the people
whirled gracefully over the marble
floors; when the excitement
was at its highest point a
rose fell from Harold's bosom it
was the rose which Lycia had given
him. , .
It was the flower of remembrance.
Yes, he seized it, rose to his feet, im
printed a fervent kiss on its withering
petals, and called it the flower of re
membrance! Maddened by the en
chantment he had undergone, he
rushed madly from the hall out into
the cool evening out into the air of
"Hold!" cried a voice in the dark
ness, "you can not escape me thus."
And the next moment Marian was
standing before him, breathless and
"Harold!" she sternly cried, when
her breath was under control, "you
must not think of escaping me! Oh,
no! you must become my husband!
The priest will soon be here, and we
will be married."
"I think not," was Harold's cool re
tort. "What?" she screamed with rage;
"Am I not a fit companion for your
future life? Have I not wasted my
time with you? Will I not become an
object of laughter to my friends? -"
It is no fault of mine. You lured
me to your lovely shrine, and made
me forget my sacred vows to Lycia,
the princess of the star; you obeyed
the commands of the witch and
nothing more; you were to receive mo
as a recompense for all your endeav
ors, but Lycia's rose has dispelled the
threads of the magic web, which you
were weaving around me, and I am
free again! Farewell, Marian!"
And with these words he ran
swiftly toward the s-loomy prison
tower, in which the queen of the star
was placed. After a long search he
found her in a horrid dungeon on the
left wing of the tower. She could
not speak because she was enchanted,
and sile ntly he led her from her pri
son. The next difficulty which suggested
itself to Harold, was to depart from
the witch's dominions, free. If he
succeeded in eluding her, golden
showers of rewards would be heaped
on him.
At length they entered a silver road
which wound round the witch's castle,
and led to Kaldemar's kingdom. If
he could only pass the witch's castle
without molestation, he knew that he
could travel through the remainding
part of the country with safety. As
he came near the castle in question,
he saw numerous dwarfs with torches
in their hands, awaiting his arrival.
He would soon know.
As he passed the first group of
dwarfs, he heard -some one behind
them laughing mockingly, and turn
ing round, he discovered that it was
Marian. But he did not halt; fear
lent speed to his feet, and in a few
moments he stood outside of the
charmed country! he was free! he
was in Kaldemar's kingdom.
The moment that Harold and the
queen passed the magic boundaries,
his royal charge, shivered and said:
"At last I am free! the gods were
kind to me, when after years of tor
ture and separation from my family,
they permitted you to release me!
come; you shall be -handsomely re
warded." And when .they had trav
eled on for a few hours, they ' saw a
brilliant equipage coming toward
them followed by hundreds of soldiers.
It was a crystal carriage lined with
strips of the brightest gold, and was
drawn by eight white horses.
The servants seated Harold and the
queen in the carriage, and then arove
toward Kaldemar's royal city. Al
though it was late in the evening
when they arrived there they were
greeted by the shouts of the soldiers,
and the thundering applause
of the joyful people. Fires were kin
dled in all parts of the country, and
general rejoicing continued all night.
In the morning the bells rang- and the
music played; and Lycia fell weeping
on Harold's neck she wept tears of
"Oh!" cried she, "what a brave
soul you are; and the reward which
you are to receive, is not what it
should be!" "Nay, Lycia," he said,
"do not speak thus. The greatest re
ward I could receive would be you
my dear treasure. I care not for the
pomp and power of a ruler, nor do I
sigh for the golden crown of a prince;
Lycia," he continued seriously, "if
we could . be j man and wife that
would be the greatest joy you could
confer on me!"
"Let not sadness weigh down your
noble heart I am yonrs. Come; we
will ask my father's blessing."
And hand in hand they entered the
throne room, where there was great
rejoicing, and- knelt before Kaldemar
who was seated on his throne.
"Father," began Lycia, "you beheld
the nobleness of Harold here, who
braved all dangers to free my mother
from the witch's charms "
"I did, my child," interrupted Kal
demar, "and I intend to reward him."
"Father, the reward he claims is
"What!" thundered Kaldemar,rising
in wrath from his throne, while the
rattling of swords was audible in the
room. "Do3S yon miserable shepherd
boy ask you to be his wife? Would
you wed with a mortal of the earth,
who cannot afford the means by
which you should live in royal style?
Woulfl you disgrace the fair name of
your ancestors? Speak to me, child;
my heart is heavy."
"Father," Lycia said, "I know I am
your daughter; and all daughters
should bow in obedience to the com
mands of their parents; but if you
only knew how I loved Harold you
would not look down on me
with such an eye of scorn."
"Lycia! Lycia! Your words
like thorns have pierced your father's
heart! I would like to see my daugh
ter happy, but I cannot make her. I
Harold, who was already in a rage,
could withstand it no longer. The
king had branded him with the name
of viper, and the hot blood of injured
pride mantled his cheeks.
"Keep your daughter!" he cried out
in ringing tones. "Although I love
her to madness, I would rather be
free from the union which would incur
such enmity on your part!"
"Stop!" roared Kaldemar in a rage.
"Do you dare to brave me the
mighty king- of Venus!"
"I hurl defiance at your crown! I
am but a poor youth, but poverty in
anger is greater than kings surrounded
by their armies!"
Then turning round, he pressed
Lycia to his bosom. "Do not weep,"
he said, "I do not seek to marry you "
"Enough! enough!" thundered Kal
demar, while he rushed down the
steps of his throne toward the lovers.
"Separate them!" he cried to his sol
diers. And the next moment they were
forced apart.
"Farewell, Harold!" said Lycia,
"although we are separated, I shall
remain true to you until death!"
But Harold was not allowed to
speak to her to tell her he would also
be true until death; the rough guards
placed their hands over his mouth,
and, m obedience to the commands of
the king, hurled him from the star to
the earth below, to a prison on a high
rock near the ocean.
He cried for joy, when he found
himself on earth once more; but his
joy was turned to dismay
when he saw that he was a
prisoner. Rough iron bars were
on his windows, and a door
of brass separated him from freedom.
For twelve long years he was a
prisoner. He tried to force the door
open, but a hollow sound was the fruit
of his efforts, and at last he gave, up
in despair. Food was always placed
in his prison; but he did not know who.
brought it, nor did he trouble him
self to find out. He was growing old;
his locks were silvery white, and he
thought his face must be wrinkled.
He had no mirror, in which he might
consult and therefore he merely
As time flew by he grew more and
more despondent; but he was destin
ed to see days of sunshine yet, and
one day, when the monarch of the
heavens arose and filled the land with
fluid gold, -when the birds sang merr
rily in the trees, and when every
thing seemed to rest in the fields of
contentment, Harold heard sweet
notes of music in the distance, they
were like balmy sighs from paradise.
The music seemed to possess magic
power, for Harold fell fast asleep un
der its influence. When he awoke he
found himself in Venus, in the throne
room of Kaldemar's palace. Lycia
stood beside him, her lovely eyes
looking at him in the greatest happi
ness. "What does this mean?" he asked.
"It means," replied Lycia,"that my
mother has received my father's con
sent, and we are to be married at
Harold embraced her and led her to
the altar where they were married.
When they were coming down from
the altar, music struck up in every
direction; and every one attended the
wedding banquet: the animals that
prophesied Harold's misfortunes; the
witch, who had become a good wo
man, and all her minions.
Harold and Lycia were made the,
rulers of Venus. ... Great rejoicing fol
lowed, and for all I know it may be
carried an to this day.
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