The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1866-12-23
A FAIRY STORY.

AFAIRY STORY.
The following story is taken from Edward
Laboulaye's Fairy Book of All Nations y
The book is pretsced by this letter;
ITO my Young Friends in America:
"DEAR CHuDgtS: When you are large,
and are studying the glorious history of your
country. you will be told that on the other
side of the Atlantic there is an old country
by the name of France. \ on will also be
told that almost hundred years ago, when
Your grandtathers were fighting for their in
dependence. it was in France that they found
sympathizing hearts and devoted hands. 1t
was from France that the friend of Washing
ton came, the brave aud noble Lafayette-a
name which also belongs TO the history Of
the United States.
~ ears have passed and nothing has dis,
turhed the friendship OF a century's growth
between America and France-that friend.
ship which you, my children, | am sure will
preserve. And it is in order to keep up this
mutual affection that | send you these tales,
which have amused your young friends in
France, and which | hope will amuse you
also He who writes them is not stranger
to your fathers and mothers; he was heart and
nobly passed through To>day he would es
TEEN himself happy could he make you
laugh or dry up your tears; and nothing would
touch him more than sometimes to think that
over yonder, on the other side of the ocean,
there we're Young gentlemen and charming
young ladies who forgot the hours in listening
70 the tales Of their friend the old French.
man EDWARD LABorLAYE"
Aud here is
the STORY OF THE NOSES.
At Dewitt, in the neighborhood Of Prague,
there once lived a rich and whimsical old
farmer who had beautiful daughter. The
students d Prague, of whom there were at
that tiiue about twenty-five thousand, often
walked IN the direction Of DEWITT, and more
thaH one Of them offered to follow the pillow,
i'll hopes Of becoming the son law Of the
farmer. The first condition that the cunning
peasant set on each new servant was this:
81 engage YOU, he would say, for year,
that j., ill The return OF spring; but if from
now iil then. you once say that you are not
satisfied, will cut off your nose. / will give
you the same right over me, he added laugh
ing. and he did as he said. Prague wAs fiil of
students with the end oftheir noses giaed on,
which did not prevent an ugly scar, and, still
less. had Jokes 10 return from the farm dis
figured and rldicued was well calculated to
cool the warrnest passion.
A young man by the name ofCoranda some.
what nngainly in manner, but cool, adroit and
cunning, which are not bad aids in making
one foriunel took il into his head to try the
adventure. The farmer received him with his
usual good nature, and, the bargain made, sent
him 10 the field to work. AT breakfast Time the
other servants were called, but good care was
taken 10 forget Coranda. At dinner it was the
same. Coraoda gave himself no trouble about
it. He went back to the house. and while the
FARMER wife was feeding the chickens, un-
hooked an enormous ham from the kitchen
rafters, took huge loaf from the cupboard,
and went back 10 the fields to dine and take
nHr.
'.Are you satisfied" cried the farmer, when
hereturned that night.
Perfectly satisfied said Coranda: 81
have dined better than you have.
At that instant the farmers wife came
rushing iu crying that her ham was gone
CoraaGa laughed, and the farmer turned
pale.
Are yen not satisfied, asked Coranda.
~ ham is only a ham, answered bis
master "Such tlitie does not trouble me.
But after that time he took good care not to
leave the student fasting.
SUNDAY came. The farmer aud his wife
seated themselves in the wagon to 70 to
u,
ness to cook the dinner. Cut up the piece OF
meat YOU see yonder, with onions, carrots,
: leeks and parsley, and boil them all together
IN the great pot over the kitchen FIRE.
Very WE'LL answered Coranda.
There was little pet dog at the farm house
by the name of Parsley. Coranda killed
him. skinned him, cut him up with the meat
and vegetables, and put the whole to boil
over the Ii hen FIRE. When the farmer s wife
returned, she called he- favorite but alas,
she saw nothing but bloody skin hanging by
the window.
nNhat have yoa doue?" said she to CO.
randa.
.,What you ordered me mistress. | have
boiled the meat, onions, carrots and leeks,
and Parsley in The bargain"
" Wicked wretch - cried the farmer,
chad YOU The heart TO kill the innocent crea-
ture that was the JOY Of our house ~
q Are you not satisfied ~ said Coranda,
taking his knife from his pocket.
~ did not say that, returned the farmer.
A dead dog is nothing but dead dog.
But he sighed.
A few DAYS after the farmer aud his wife
went 10 market. Fearing their terrible SER
want. they said TO him, Z Stay at home, and
do exactly what you see others do
Very well, said Coranda.
There was sn old shed in the yard, the roof
az which was falling to pieces. The carpen
tiers came to repair it, and began as usual by
tearing down the roof, Coranda took lad
der and mounted the roof Of the house,
which was quite new. Shingles, lath, nails,
ard tiles, he tore off everything, and scatter
ed Them to the winds. When the farmer re-
turned. the house was open to the sky.
Villain" said be, what new trick have
you played me p
q H. abx rod
Ceranda g You told me to do exactly what
! saw others do. Are You not satisfied p
And he took out his knife.
. Satisfied II returned the farmer, "why
should not be satisfied A few shingles,
more or less, will not ruin me.n But he
sighed.
Might came: the farmer and his wife said to
each other that il was high time to get rid of
this incarnate demon. AS is always the case
with sensible people, they never did anything
without consulting their daughter, it being
the custom in Bohemia to think that the
children always baye more wit than their
parents. ~. = ss
Father said Helen, ~ will hide in the
great pear tree early in the morning, and call
like the cuckoo. You can tell Coranda that
the year is up, since the cuckoo is singing;
paw him and send him away
Early in the morning the plaintive cry Of
the cuckoo wss heard through the fields. The
farmer seemed surprised.
aWell, my boy, spring il come, said he,
''Do you hear the cuckoo singing yonder?
will pay you, and We win then part good
friends.
"a cuckoo'n said Coranda; sfthst is q bird
which have always wanted to see.'
He ran to the cage, and shook it with oil his
might, when, behold young girl fell from
the branches, fortunately more frightened
than hurt.
'.Nillain,' cried the farmer.
"Are You not satisfied p, said Coranda,
opening his knife.
wretch you win kill my daughter, end
you think that | ought to be satis6edi lam
furious. Begone if you would not die BY my
band9f