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Title: The pink fairy book
Year: 1897 (1890s)
Authors: Lang, Andrew, 1844-1912, ed
Subjects: Tales
Publisher: New York, London (etc.) Longmans, Green, and co.
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
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bird should be heard. Oh, let us have some acting, said everyone. Dolet us! Suddenly the door opened and the maid came in.Everyone w^as quite quiet. There was not a sound. Buteach pot knew what he might have done, and how grandhe was. The maid took the matches and lit the fire with them.How they spluttered and flamed, to be sure! Noweverj^one can see, they thought, that we are the grand-est ! How we sparkle! What a light But here they were burnt out. ^ That was a delightful story! said the sultana. Iquite feel myself in the kitchen with the matches. Yes,now you shall marry our daughter. Yes, indeed, said the sultan, you shall marry ourdaughter on Monday. And they treated the young manas one of the family. The wedding was arranged, and the night before thewhole town was illuminated. Biscuits and gingerbreads ^ere thrown among thepeople, the street boys stood on tiptoe crying hurrahs andwhistling through their fingers. It was all splendid. Now I must also give them a treat, thought the
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^HE FHINCE^S WMTED ALL DKY ON THE ROOF o 46 THE FLYING TRUNK merchants son. And so he bought rockets, crackers, andall the kinds of fireworks you can think of, put them inhis trunk, and flew up with them into the air. Whirr-r-r, how they fizzed and blazed! All the Turks jumped so high that their slippers flewabove their heads; such a splendid glitter they had neverseen before. Now they could quite well understand that it was thegod of the Turks himself who was to marry the princess. As soon as the young merchant came down again intothe wood with his trunk he thought, Now I will just gointo the town to see how the show has taken. And it was quite natural that he should want to dothis. Oh! what stories the people had to tell! Each one whom he asked had seen it differently, butthey had all found it beautiful. I saw the Turkish god himself, said one. He hadeyes like glittering stars, and a beard like foaming water. He flew away in a cloak of fire, said another. Theywere splendid things th

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