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Title: The olive fairy book
Year: 1907 (1900s)
Authors: Lang, Andrew, 1844-1912 Ford, H. J. (Henry Justice), 1860-1941, ill
Subjects: Fairy tales Folklore
Publisher: London New York : Longmans, Green
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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eautiful still, but with a face that had grown pale andsad. As she gazed the sadness vanished, and a brightsmile came in its stead. Her mothers arms werestretched out towards her, and the girl, her eyes filledwith tears of joy, was stooping to meet them, when KingLoc hastily snatched her up, and bore her back to therealm of the gnomes. If the king imagined that by granting Abeillesrequest he would make her happy, he soon found outhis mistake, for all day long the girl sat weeping,paying no heed to the efforts of her friends to comforther. Tell me what is making you so unhappy ? said KingLoc, at last. And Abeille answered : Little King Loc, and all my friends here, you are sogood and kind that I know that you are miserable whenI am in trouble. I wTould be happy if I could, but it isstronger than I. I am weeping because I shall neversee again Youri de Blanchelande, whom I love with allmy heart. It is a worse grief than parting with mymother, for at least I know where she is and what she
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THE STORY OF LITTLE KING LOG 59 is doing; while, as for Youri, I cannot tell if he is deador alive. The gnomes were all silent. Kind as they were, theywere not mortals, and had never felt either great joys ordeep sorrows. Only King Loc dimly guessed at some-thing of both, and he went away to consult an old, oldgnome, who lived in the lowest depth of the mountain,and had spectacles of every sort, that enabled him to seeall that was happening, not only on the earth, but underthe sea. Nur, for such was his name, tried many of thesespectacles before he could discover anything about Youride Blanchelande. There he is! he cried at last. He is sitting in thepalace of the Undines, under the great lake ; but he doesnot like his prison, and longs to be back in the world,doing great deeds. It was true. In the seven years that had passedsince he had left the castle of Clarides to go withAbeille to the blue lake, Youri in his turn had become aman. The older he grew the more weary he got of thepetti

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