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Updated: May 3, 2025
'And the story was it not about our little Bourcelles? asked the other. Mother held her hands up as though words failed her. She opened her arms wide. She was not quite sure of her voice. 'It was, she said at length, 'but Bourcelles had grown into the universe. It's a fairy-tale, but it's like a great golden fire.
It seemed to me then that life was one long fairy-tale. And how quickly we learned their language! Has it ever occurred to you that no one of them has ever bothered to learn ours none except Frank, and he only because he was mentally curious? Then came the long wooing. How we argued the marriage question discussed and debated each knowing that the Great Doom was on her and could not be gain-said.
After Dolly's telephone message, she flung her schoolbooks aside, with a shout of joy, and declared she couldn't study that night. "I don't wonder," laughed her father. "Why, Dot, you're going on a veritable Fairy-tale visit. You are quite justified in being excited over it." "I thought you and Dolly didn't like Bernice Forbes very much," said Mrs. Rose. "We didn't use to, mother.
The seigneur could not wait in the field in all weathers with a battle-axe to prevent the serf scratching any living out of the ground, any more than the man in my fairy-tale could sit out in the garden all night with an umbrella to prevent the shrub getting any rain. The relation of lord and serf, therefore, involves a combination of two things: inequality and security.
If he is afraid of the giant, there is an end of him; but also if he is not astonished at the giant, there is an end of the fairy-tale. The whole point depends upon his being at once humble enough to wonder, and haughty enough to defy.
If by some potent magic he can precipitate them into the world of sensuous images so that they make music to the eye, he need not even enter into the question of their reality, but in order to achieve this transmutation he should know something, at least, of the strange laws of their being, should lend ear to a fairy-tale in which each theorem is a paradox, and each paradox a mathematical fact.
Of course, according to the most obvious principles of art, the narrator of a fiction must be as thoroughly in earnest as if he were the narrator of facts. One could not tell the most extravagant fairy-tale so as to rouse and sustain the attention of the most infantine listener, if the tale were told as if the taleteller did not believe in it.
As for Peggy, she could only stare, and gasp, and stare again, and blink her eyes, to discover if this vision were a veritable piece of flesh and blood, or some beautiful princess out of a fairy-tale, who would suddenly vanish from her sight.
Course she had to save you then." "Saved!" bantered Lennon. "A fact a solid fact at last, in this sea of fiction. What a slip! I was beginning to fancy you quite a consistent fairy-tale tinker, Blossom. Take that last touch about her signalling Cochise. She sent a message by wireless, I presume." "Wireless? Is that what you call smoke signalling?" "Smoke?"
Yesterday, in the morning, we motored to the deserted city, the capital of Akbar, the greatest of the Mogul emperors, about twenty miles off. It has battlemented walls and great gates like a fairy-tale city. The bazaar part of it is mostly in ruins, but the royal part is perfectly preserved and could be lived in comfortably now.
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