Turner County herald. (Hurley, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1884-03-06
A TRUE FA1RY STORY.

lac!,-put every body now called her Triste the
SAD. She stayed in small room, without
mlndows. S at the very top Of the castle, as far
away as abe could possibly get from the siny-
ing and laughing, and music and all the good
tlines that were continually going on in the
gardens and rooms below, where her sisters
lived. Here in this little dark room, when it
was was morning, poor Trlste wosld always say,
would God it were evening"" and when it
was evening she would always say, "Would
dod 1t were morningl" and these two re-
marks were all the remarks she ever made
:, once an Evil Eye had looked hard upon
Iflste and made her ugly and deformed. She
mad punches and swellings, she was limpg and
trembling, and her face-well, if you looked at
it once you did not care to look again, AS for
the aches andpains that darted and criscrossed
and Engaged through her, one would not sur
pose that little thin body like hers could
make room for SO many.
DO Irlstc stayed in her dark room and made
ner morning and her evening remark day after
DAY, while Mary Maud and Maud Marian went
10 tne balls and the tournaments and the
feasts. Whenever the sounds of mirth and
music n from below were loud enough to reach
Irlste's room Mt the top of the castle, she
would throw her face into her hands and weep,
and the weeping and the making her two re-
MARKS were all the amusements she had.
but after while something wonderful hap
pehed. One morning as Triste was sitting in
her room wishing it was evening, she heard
new sound. 1t was not the mrth and music,
II was not the CLUMSY footed servant bringing
up the dreadful gruels, it was something com.
ing up the winding stairs with rap. p.tapping
NOISE. The taps came on, and finally Triste's
door opened and little, old, bent.over woman
with walking stica came in. The little old
woman's face was white and wrinkled, her hair
was white as snow, but eyes were black and so
very blight that they lit up space around her
hke couple of candles and made Triste's dark
room quite light The little old woman tapped
three times on the floor with her walKlng-stick
una looked around the room. Il am your god
mother, she said, when she saw Trlste up in
the corner, "you don't remember me, but re-
memter you; didn't forget you, my poor
child"
"Oh, would to God it were evening!n said
Irlste, trying to be sociable, and meaning. per-
haps, GOOD morning" or "How you do2" or
something like that.
er, do you want to go to the tournament with
your sisters? Do you want to sit down at the
teastsI Do you want to have the brave young
knlShts and princes, with their spow-whito
piumes and Their coal-black chargers, come rid
ing to WOO you as they come to WOO your sis
ters2 Do you want to sing? Do you want to
laugh? Do you want to dance?"
Then Trlste put her head into her hands and
began to cry by way of varying the sociability
Stop your CRYING, goddaughter," said tile
godmother, tapping her three taps on the floor
again, and as Iriste raised her head she shone
upon her with her beautiful eyes and dried up
the tears, and while her eyes were shining she
went on talking:
=" was your godmother when you were
christened. Rosabel. When the Evil Eye
struck you and cursed you, and you were
turned into Triste the Sad, did not desert
you like the others. have been wandering
over the world ever since to find the Fairy that
q of tIaf E,,il Ern
have wondered, wandered-oh, how / lave
wandered! was handsome aud straight as a
poplar tree; am old and crooked, but I do
not carol have found the Fairy. 1t ran from
me, it flew. it hid, it went up and down, it was
never there when put my hand on it, but
got at last" And the godmother tapped her
three taps, and laughed three merry laughs
that ran round the wrinkles in her face like
streaks of quicksilver. 81 found it, put it
into bottle and corked it down tight; l have
brought it to YOU"
The godmother drew from under the tray-
el-.attercd cloak bottle, i'll which was white
falry, dlmphng and sparkling, and making
funny little fairy bows aud GESTURES. The god
mother laughed her three merry quicksilver
laughs again as she held 1t up and looked at it.
7" 1t is meek and quiet enough now," she said.
When Fairy is once caught it gives up. 1t
will perform its mission. Do as it bids you
and it will take Off tho curse of that Evil Eye -
Triste's hard, and before Triste had got over
being perfectly dazed at the gift, the god
m9ther was tapping down the winding stair
with her walklng-stick. and Triste was left
alcne with the bottled Fairy.
How long it took her to get over being dazed;
low soon she released the Fairy from the bot
tie, what II said and what it did, first, second,
and last, we can all put into fairy history for
ourselves. However and whatever the ways
| and means, it is certain that those frolicsomc
| aches and pains, which bad made CT Trstc
their exercise grounds ard camping places,
| we're routed OUT, hip and thigh. little and big.
She stopped making her two remarks aud
learned some new ones. And she began to
| tire Of her room without windows; and she got
| so brave and strong that she would sometimes
at night, when the garden was sill md dark,
| wrap herself all round and steal down the
wipdipg-stair. to walk under the trees, and to
| look at the stars and the moon.
| From looking at the stars and the NOON she
| wanted to look at the sun. And one glad day,
| right in the very brightest sunshine, Triste
walked boldly into the garden. The birds
we've sicging. the flowers were blooming, the
| lakes, the trees, the fountains-everything was
glorious and wonderful She walked on with
a strange brightness and easiness, aud SO hap.
py she did not know whether it was the birds
she heard singing, or some kind of music with.
in herself. She stopped bside n fountain,
and, as ehe glanced 10, the silver water smiled
back to her with fresh, happy flcs-such Q
| fresh, happy face, SO free from those old de-
formities and marks of the Evil Eye, that
Tristie cried out for Joy; and yet such won.
derful change it was, she did not half believe
it was her own reflection size saw in tho water
She did not half believe it until the old god.
mother came from behind some shrubbery
laughing her quicksilver laughs fast and loud
| and saying, ''H ! ho hoi Rosabe! Rosabeln'
whenever she got chance between the laughs
And Mary Maud and Maud Haiiap, who hap
| pened to be walking in the garden, heard The
laughing aud came to the fountain, and wher
they saw and understood they pressed Tristt
in their aims, crying for joy over her, ant
| calling her their beautiful Rosa.
| And SO it was ever Afterwards, Mary Maud
Maud Marian and Rosabel were the three sis
ters that lived in the castle. rriste the Sac
was never more heard from. The little room
at the top of the castle was locked up, and The
key lost forever. When Rosabel went up tt
take a last look at her old room she found tina
the dear little FAIRY had departed, but on tht
deserted bottle had left its name-Dr. r. V
| Pierce's Golden Medical Discovery.
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all know sad. afflicted ones, to whom life is ,
| curse on account of painful and deformns
disease? Restless, discouraged souls, who sa,
in the morning, "Would God ii were evening,
and in the evening "Would God it were morn
ng;" dragging out their weary days with n,
c1pectetian of anything better this side of tn
grave.
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