Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1900-08-25
The Mountain of Wings.

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the Mountain of Wings.
Friend caterpillar. friend caterpillar.
have YOU heard the news?' cried an eX-
| cited little voice. as its owner bobbed
up am! down ON his way up the tall stem
of lily.
We'll. what is it, growled the cater
pillar. putting his head round the corner
| Of his leaf. One would think from the
hubbb1b that the world was coming to an
end. Not wink of sleep have | been
able to get for the last half hour"
You must make haste" laughed the
| grub, and come along up the mountain
with us
Come mp the tiddlestick. the caterpil-
lar snapped, preparing to go back to bed.
| Yes, really you must What do YOU
| think We shall all of us have wings
and be able to fly like the elect Of the
garden If only we go up to the top of the
mountain
Come. come. my young fried" replied
the caterpillar in a patroniZing way. tell
| that to somebody else; April FOOLS day
is over
Il know it is true" said the grub. for
heard 1t myself. | was in the witch's
garden. ON the big mulberry bush. when
they. brought Prince Bonnyboy to her.
He had been caught trying to rescue the
/ little princess whom She had coOped uD
| there so long. Such a pretty boy. my
dear CATERPILLAR; such sweet camothering
| ways with him, that even her hard old
| heaft was Softened. | must admit
though, | was never so astoniShed IN my
| ME. Instead of having him killed she
| ordered hun to be kept prisoner ON the
| top of the big mountain, to weave the
mlStS aud mOonbeamS. the starlight and
the dew into. wings for anybody who
cared TO 90 up and get them. Such Il
! surprise,
Il expect She thought those nasty
WaSps of hers could not get about fast
enough to sting people" grumbe1l the
caterpillar. "Howeyer, we may as we'll
get along. too
hur1ylng and scurrying. as all the in
Sects came tumbling out of the garden.
| trying to see which could reach the noun
| tain first.
| Old Mr.. Hundred Legs was last to
| start. but he scurried along Mt such rate
that he soon overlook all the others.
| There was Il perpetual stream of in
| Sects going up the side of the mountain.
Pilnce Bonnyboy had to worl. all night
| aud all day to make enough If ever he
| tried to stop and rest. the horrid little
dwarf who watched him gave him Il dig
| win ms spear. and made him go on
| again.
! One day he felt he could not stand It
! any longer; only. unfortunately. this ham
! pened to be the very worst day he could
! have chosen. That very morning the lit
| tie princess had gone. She had been so
! good and brave in her misfortune that
the old witch no longer had any power
| over her, and was compelled to let her
! go.
When the old enchantresS cane the
! prince grew very angry and said: What
right have you TO keep me here: How
dare You chain me mp doing your work
/ through the heat aud the bitter weather?
| have given freedom to thousands upon
! thousands. and am a prisoner myself
Let me 60. | insist upon it. You must
! let me GO
oh. indeed laughed the witch: II
must, must |: And who is going 10
| make me, pray? DO You hear F0gorjs?"
! turning to the dwarf. Il must let this
J fine gentleman GO Very we'll. since you
! lnsiSt-ha. ha-yGu shall 20, wheu-he.
! ne. he-llsten. ! say. when one of Your
! butterflies comes back and locsenS Your
! chains"
Then the prince grew very sad. for he
knew quite well that none of them ever
! did come back; no. not one even SO much
! as looked back; but they flew straight
/ donw, on and ON, glorying in the swiftness
| of their wings, and the warmth of the
/ sun that shone upon them and made
/ them beautiful
! Now, it must not be supposed that the
| little Princess Dulcibel had forgotten
! Bonnyboy all this time.
/ One of the first things she did on re-
| gaming her liberty was to find out what
had become of him. She felt sorry when
! she learned he was Il prisoner up in the
mountain, compelled to work forever and
ever without stopping. all because he had
| tried to rescue her. riSking his very life.
| and failing through no fault of his own.
/ There was nothing she would not do To
! save him. if only she might do SO. and
! let him know how much she loved him.
Just at this moment a great bee came
! buZzing past her.
"Oh. what shall l do; what shall I DO:
Oh. my poor wing, INV beautiful. new
wings; what shall | do?"
What is the matter, You poor bee:'
asked Dulcibcl.
II was just smelling great glorious
red thing with the most lovely perfume,
which quite intoxicated me, 50 that |
stumbled and fell on Il great hard spike.
that seemed to grow from under II. ana
| il pierced my wing. | shall never br
able to fly again.
Fortunately. Dulcibel remembered she
! had a little housewife in her pocket.
which Il good kind. fairy had given her
| once on time.
Taking the needle out, She threaded it
I with some invisible thread and daIncd
The injured wing so beautifully that no.
body could see where the hole he'd been,
How can | thank you:' the bee
hummei in delight. MY wings were on
ly just rev. and | thought | never
should be able 10 use them again.
Tel, me- cried Dulcibel, who gave
/ them to you?'
"A pretty boy, said the bee. who sits
on the mountain and weaves them from
I the mStS'
/ III you would really help me, fly to the
| top of the mountain and whisper To him
/ to take heart: that there is one down
! here who viii find the way to help him.
That | cannot dc sighed the bee.