Chapter II
The youngest sister wanted to see the world above more than any of her sisters.
When she went up through the water, she saw a large white ship filled with people.
A young prince was on the ship. It was his birthday, so there were fireworks, and music, and dancing.
The little sea-maid had never seen men and women before. So she rode on the high waves and watched them.
By and by there was a storm, and the people on the ship were frightened. Soon the ship parted, and the sea-maid saw the young prince fall into the water.
She knew that he could not live in the water. So the sea-maid went up to him and held his head above the waves. When the storm was over, she laid him down on the yellow sand.
Soon the prince opened his eyes. He was very glad to be on the land once more. He did not know that he had been saved by a little sea-maid.
Often at evening the six little sisters joined hands and went up through the water. They sang to the sailors in the ships.
“Do not be afraid,” sang the sea-maids. “It is very beautiful far down under the blue water.”
But the sailors could not hear what the sea-maids were saying. They thought the sweet music was the sound of the wind.
HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSEN’S “A Little Sea-maid” (_Adapted_).
THE SINGER AND THE CRICKET.
One summer day, long ago, a great many people came together to listen to a festival of song. They sat around in bright colored tents, laughing and feasting.
By and by some one shouted, “The Mastersingers! The Mastersingers!” The people cheered them as they passed to their places.
First one and then another of the Mastersingers came forward and sang.
At last a young man took his lute and stood before the people. While he was singing a beautiful song of spring, one of the strings of his lute broke.
Just then a cricket jumped upon the lute. Whenever the singer touched the broken string, the cricket sang.
Those who listened did not know of the broken string. The song of the cricket was like the music of the lute.
When the song was ended, the women clapped their hands. The men waved their hats and cheered.
No one had ever heard such beautiful music. The Mastersong had been sung. They crowned the singer with flowers and hung a gold chain around his neck.
In the city where he lived there stands a beautiful statue of the Mastersinger.
In his left hand the Mastersinger holds a lute. The other hand points to a cricket that stands beside a broken string.
The statue tells us that the great man did not forget the little friend that helped him sing the Mastersong.
Suggested by ROBERT BROWNING’S poem, “The Two Poets of Crosie.”
KING SOLOMON AND THE BEES.
King Solomon was the wisest man in the world.
One day a beautiful queen came to his castle.
She had heard that King Solomon was very wise. But she did not believe that he knew everything.
The queen gave him a red rose which she had brought from the garden. She also gave him a rose that was made of red paper. They looked just alike.
“King Solomon,” she said, “you are very wise. Can you tell me at once which rose is made of paper, and which grew in the garden?”
King Solomon looked at them, but he could not tell. So he said to his servants, “Open the windows.”
Some bees flew into the room. They buzzed around the rose that grew in the garden.
King Solomon pointed to the other one. “That rose,” said he, “is made of paper.”
Then the queen thought King Solomon the wisest man in the world.
Suggested by JOHN SAXE’S poem, “King Solomon and the Bees.”
THE LITTLE MAID OF THE LIGHTHOUSE.
A tall lighthouse stood far out at sea, on a white rock. Once upon a time a little girl lived there with her father, mother, and two brothers.
There were no children for her to play with, and she could not go to school. But she was never sad and lonely.
She loved her rocky home, with the bright light above it, and the great sea roaring around it. She loved the sky, the sun, the moon, the stars, and the clouds.
On summer mornings, she liked to go out on the rocks and see the sun rise.
Often she made herself a crown of pink morning-glories. She put this on her head, and danced about on the rocks like a flower-fairy.
Sometimes she made chains of gold-colored shells to hang about her neck.
She liked to run into the green water in her bare feet. What fun it was!
She laughed, and sang, and danced about in the waves like a little sea-maid.
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