Weekly Trinity journal., 1876-04-15
THE TRUE CINDERELLA.

Many Of the best stories in our story
books are the reproduction of some very
ancient bit of history or myth and the
finest OF all English nursery tales, " Gin
derela," was once the delight Of the chill
dren Of Egypt in the palmy days of the
Phsraohs.
We will tell you how it happened, and
we think that you will say that the old
story is quite as clear as the new, and
mach more probable +; for in the true Gin
derela history there are no fairy god
mothers, no mice, and no pumpkins. A
wise Old eagle takes all the management
Of the slipper, and we can, in fancy, see
him carrying it over the silver sands and
dark pyramids Of Egypt, without taxing
our belief.
Rodolphe-a pretty name to begin with
was the Girest lady in all Egypt. She
had q dainty foot, and wore jeweled slip
pers; and all the people gazed upon her
with delight, when she walked, as
though she were a goddess or fairy.
She went out to bsthe one day among
the white lilies Of the Nile. While she
and her maids were sporting in the water
great shadow passed over them, md
they saw an eagle aIight on the bank
where their clothes had been left. Pres
emily it arose with something in its talons
and wheeling through the golden haze,
became a speck in the clear sky.
When Rodolphe came up the bank,
she found that one of her jeweled slippers
had been carried away, and she said to
her maids, " the eagle has taken it,"
And the maids said, then twill bring
you good luck. The eagle is a bird of
good omen"
SO Rodolphe hobbled home with light
heart, one Of her slipperless feet crushing
the lotus blossoms. Her maids laughed
at her, but said, at is good luck, for an
eagle has taken it,"
Far away up the Nile lay Memphis,
with her bright-winged temples and pal
aces city seventeen miles in circuit,
the seat Of the Pharaohs for nearly a
thousand years, at this time the capital
of Egypt. Here were the splendid tenn
pies OF Isis, Scraps and of the Sun and
the throne was now filed with Pharaoh
who had overthrown eleven other Egyp-
tian kings.
His name was Psammeticus. His son,
Pharaoh Necho, slew Josiah, King of
Judah, b. G. 6l0. (See / Kings xxiii.)
He was sitting in cool portico of his
palace toward evening. The crimson sun
was blazing low on the hot sands Of the
desert, but cool winds tripped with light
feet along the dimpling waves Of the
Nile, and famed the king as they passed.
lie arose, walked into an open court
when n great shadow passed over him.
He looked up and with delight and
awe beheld an eagle descending, and
wheeling above his head with something
glittering in his talons. He looked upon
the bird as a messenger from the sun.
lie lifted his arms for joy. Just then
the eagle began to ascend, dropping the
giittering treasure from his taons into
his bosom.
~ WAS ibpuDi Ilhc : JchCicu SUPPER
The next day Psammeticus issued n
proclamation which caused all Memphis
10 wonder. Whoever would find the
mate to the jeweled slipper which the
eagle had brought to the palace, should
b loaded with riches, and taken into the
service Of the king.
Rodolphe heard the great news. She
! el eyed that the eagle was indeed mes
Sc ger Of the gods to point out to her
her destiny. So she came to the magnf-
cent Memphis, to answer the proclama-
lion Of the king.
With one slipperless foot she ascended
the grand porticos of the Pharaohs, and
stood before the king with down cast
eyes, lifting her dress just above her
dainty feet-a perfect vision Of beauty.
OF course Psommeticus Immediately fell
in love with her, and married her, and
made her Queen Of Egypt.
There was great joy in all the dazzling
temples of Memphis when the marriage
was consummated-the were dancing,
and music, and strewng of flowers. All
Egypt was happy.-Hesehiah Butter
aCOrth, IN Wide AW0he.