The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1875-03-18
Princess WingcarriDee.

Of tea, and generally made a hearty
supper Of honey. She was dressed in
silver gauze, which the gossamer spiders
had woven for her; she lived in hollow
oak, slept on green moss, and yet she
was not happy.
So one day she set out to seek her
fortune.
She met little striped, yellow snail,
and said to him, 'Little snail, want
to be happy" Then the little snail put
out its little horns, and ran at her like
81 little bull. The Princess ran away
looking over her shoulder, and Numbered
up against robin.
How very stupid of you, you clumsy
little girl, to tread on my toes like that, "
said the robin, standing on one leg and
tucking up the other.
cob, don't be angry, dear robin, -
said the Princess Wingcarribee, "but
teach me how to be happy"
Haven't you made me happy, dear
goose?'' answered the robin, and the
Princess went on her way disconsolate.
g What are you crying for?" asked a
little blue butterfly.
II want to be happy Princess
Wingcarribee replied.
"OA, is that all z" said the little but
terhy. "Come with me and I will soon
show you how
Away flew the butterfly, right and
left, backward and forward, and Prin-
cess Wingcarribee ran after it but when
she had run for about mile, it flew
right away, and she saw it no more.
@ You tiresome, deceitful little thing )"
cried Princess Wingcarribee, and she
burst out crying and shook her fist.
"What is the good of doing that %
said sleepy voice.
The Princess turned, and saw dor
mouse that had crawled out of it's bed
and was stretching itself.
" It's too cold to get up yeti shall
go to bed again" said the dormouse ;
and he crawled back into his hole.
t." You lazy little wretch, I'll give you
cold pig" cried Princess Wingcarribee,
and she took some water up in the hol-
low Of her hand, and poured it into the
dormouses hole. Then she went to an
old woman's cottage, and asked her to
lend her pair of bellows.
"What do you want them for, my
DEAR" asked to old woman.
{" want to blow in upon rude, lazy
dormouse that crawled away and went to
bed before had time to tell it that I
wanted to be happy" answered Princess
Wingcarribee.
ooh, very well, then, my DEAR" said
the old woman, pretending to be deaf,
"you shall have my tOngs as soon as they
are hot enough and she took up her
pair of tongs, and put them into the
fire.
"Your bellO'Os, 7 said," screamed
Princess Wingcarribee.
eyes, hear, my DEAR answered the
old woman with nod "You shall have
them when they are hot enough"
And SO they went on until the tongs
were red hot. Then the old woman took
them out, and made snap at Princess
Wingcarribee's nose.
"Oh dear, oh DEAR" cried the Prin-
cess, as she ran away, "what world
this is [ want a pair of bellows, and an
old witch promises me o pair Of tongs;
and [ want to be happy, and she tries to
snap my nose off -
"Bow-wow p said little dog.
"Ah, it's all very we'll for you to say
6oW-UOa0, but how would yoW like it p
snarled the Princess.
"Bow-wow," said the little dog again,
and wagged his tail, and trotted off.
"You're a puppy" the Princess called
after him; but the little dog didn't mind.
con, [ do so want to be happy" said
the Princess to a bee that came buzzing
by.
L bee, you bee," answered the bee,
and away he doomed.
GO suppose you think that joke, but
it isn't grammar" cried the Princess.
Then wasp came and stung her.
"Aren't you happy now?" it buzzed.
You spiteful, wicked creature, how
dare you ask such question:" she an
swered.
"Well, you ought to be-I've done
my best-that's all I've got to say" re-
piled the wasp, and off it went like the
bee.
Then lark began to sing, and the
Princess called up to it:
''Oh, you dear, sweet lark, you must
know how to make people happy-what
ought J to do p
"Come up to me" said the lark.
''But [ can't, " the Princess answered.
'Try, said the lark.
So the Princess jumped and jumped,
but she could not get up into the sky.
''Make haste" said the lark,
''It's no good, F." said the Princess.
So the lark got tired Of waiting for her,
and went up quite out of sight.
She sat down and began to cry again.
A duck took pity on her and waddled up,
and said, "Quack, quack, quite kindly.
" Get away, you nasty thing, y said the
peevish Princess.
"I'm not nasty thing, I'm duck,
the duck answered and the Princess
could not deny it.
But she would not talk to the duck.
She crawled into rabbit-hole, and there