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tumn, and dar

y at his reindeer shoes. Pimpepanturi was a good-natured boy; but he was stupid, and not a little lazy besides. His father, Hirmu, had wished very much to

ard the boy, and said, "D

porridge bubble in the pot," answ

a roar out in the autumn nigh

i; "that is a wolf taki

ow been away four winters, but I hear him growling like a wild a

h. Placing her on a heap of moss in the corner of the tent, he quickly regained his own body (replacing hi

pot from fright; but she recognized her husband and promised him a good supper, if he would tell h

our grand doll and give her warm reindeer milk to restore her to life.

kin spread over moss, in the Lapp tent. It was dark and cold. The firelight shone on the close walls of the tent and on the Lapp woman, who gave her reindeer milk to drink. L

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pon a happy plan for winning Persi

brave Knight Morus Pandorus von Pikkuluk'ulikuck'ulu, has saved thee at the greatest risk of his own precious life.

aid the honest Lapp woman in h

rpassingly beautiful and brave knight, Morus Pandorus von Pikkuluk'ulikuck

father pushed him forward toward the princess and pressed his stiff back

such an indignity. She gazed scornfully at the wizard, and at his clumsy lout of a son,-with such eyes! Nay! it was no

said the wizard. "She

two yards wide. There he imprisoned Lindagull, and gave her half a

or winter came quickly; and the Northern Li

s, she cried as one only can cry when one is twelve years old and has been a princess in Persia and lived in rose-gardens and marble castles, guarded by the friendliest attendants, and then suddenly finds herself

l him in Persia;) and he took her in his arms, bore her to Feather Islands and laid her on a bed of fragrant roses in a lovely grotto. There all was peaceful and good. The soft moon shone over date-palms and myrtle forests, just as in Persia's fairest spri

t was now night altogether. But Lindagull was patient and wept no

uld discover a path where no p

but dared not on account of her husband. And Pimpe

on he went to Lindagull and asked if she wished to travel back to Persia. If so, she need only to accept the grandly courageous and highly admired knigh

young Prince Abderraman who had once bled for her on Ispahan's sand; and rememb

Soon the cloudberries will be ripe. You shall keep account of the days as they pass, in this way. The first day you shall have thirty cloudberries to eat and thirty dewdrops to drink; the

s became no paler and her quiet patience continued the same as before. What she had to forego by day Nukku Matti and the Dreams made up to her every night. They lifted off the rocky roof by their magic power so that she could see the glowing

, and it pleased her to hear a hundred clear-voiced echoes answer back from the mountain walls. On the thirt

e asked, "hav

her fair face an

said this he opened the door of the grotto, and immediately something like a great cloud streamed in. It was a swarm of Lapland's

aintances!" said the ugly wizard, shu

knowledge of such suffering as the horde of stinging gnats would have inflicted was kept from her now by the kindly Dreams; who, the instant the door was shut, threw around her a close-woven veil of finest texture, from the loom of the fairies. Through this veil the gnats could

lked the Lapp woman, Pimpedora, with a jar in her hand, followed by

out, for if I did my husband would change me to a mountain rat. See, I have brought you some pitch-o

grew so very hungry on the way; but there is still a little meat on the bone. And I stole the key of the grotto while Father slept, but I dare not let you out, for if I did

, and she thanked them both for their good-will, but expl

oil for safety's sake,

der of reindeer, too

hanks," repli

s closed and she

ung to death by gnats and completely subdued. But when he saw Lindagull as blooming as before,

ut!" he

moonlight. When she threw back her veil to look about, the sun shone before her

isten to what I have decided upon. You shall be turned into a heather blossom on a Lappish moor and live only as long as a heather blossom lives, unless you will yield to my wishes. Notice t

PPED FORTH IN

once; but as Lindagull again only gazed thoughtfully up at him

nai Marra

life! sink into the

when it came from the African desert and laid itself to rest on a Lapland mounta

s she herself who sank down to the earth. The next moment a stranger's eye could no longer distinguish her from the thousands and thousands of pale purple-pi

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