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"Now," said he, "if we can get a string around the middle feather of his tail, we are all right." "How so?" asked Ting-a-ling. "Why, then you get on, and start him off, and by pulling the string you can make him go any way you wish; for you know he steers himself with his tail." "Good!" cried Ting-a-ling, and they both looked for a string.
But the little fellow had had enough of those strong legs, and so he slipped along the fence, and, getting through it, stole around in front of the grasshopper; and, while he was still looking backward with all his eyes, Ting-a-ling stepped quietly up before him, and slipped the bridle over his head!
"You!" cried Ting-a-ling; "a little fellow like you!" "Yes, I!" said Parsley; "and Sourgrass and I rode the same butterfly; but by the time we had come this far, we got too heavy, and Sourgrass made me get off." "And what are you going to do now?" said Ting-a-ling. "O, I'm all right!" replied Parsley. "I shall have a butterfly of my own soon."
He soon perceived one, quietly feeding under a clover-blossom. Ting-a-ling slipped up softly behind him; but the grasshopper heard him, and rolled his big eyes backward, drawing in his hind-legs in the way which all boys know so well.
"What's the good of his seeing all around him?" thought Ting-a-ling; but there is no doubt that the grasshopper thought there was a great deal of good in it, for, just as Ting-a-ling made a rush at him, he let fly with one of his hind-legs, and kicked our little friend so high into the air, that he thought he was never coming down again.
"What!" cried Tur-il-i-ra, in a voice like the explosion of a powder magazine. "Loose!" "Yes," said the man. "He's been loose for four days." The Giant pulled in his head, and Ting-a-ling could hear him hurrying down-stairs to open the great door. So he went back to the bed, and got in under the edge of the counterpane, and lay there, with just his head sticking out, until he dropped asleep.
Then Ting-a-ling, who was very much excited by all these wonderful performances, slipped down out of Zamcar's turban, and, running up towards the dwarf, cried out, "My lord the dwarf, I am also the king of a far country, and I bring you" and he lifted up his little cloak; but as there was nothing there, he said no more, but clambered up into Zamcar's turban again.
Do you suppose I've lived all these years and never seen the moon?" and laughing merrily she slipped away from them, only pausing to add: "It is ten minutes of seven now." The hint was enough, and not a girl "got left" that night. At eight o'clock a silvery ting-a-ling was heard, and never was bell more promptly responded to.
Then our lofty friend set off at a smart pace for the King's castle; but notwithstanding his haste, it was dark when he reached it. "Come now, young man," said he, opening his purse, "wake up, and let us get to work. Where is that Prince you were talking about?" "Well, I'm sure I don't know," said Ting-a-ling, rubbing his eyes.
"How's that?" asked Ting-a-ling, quite curious to know. "Come here!" said Parsley; and so Ting-a-ling got off his grasshopper, and led it up close to his friend. "See what I've found!" said Parsley, showing a cocoon that lay beside him. "I'm going to wait till this butterfly's hatched, and I shall have him the minute he comes out."
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