little Mignon when he was five years old; and pining grief, after some
years vain search, ended her wretched life.'

The generous hearts of all who were present shared the raptures of
the faithful Fidus, the lovely Amata, and gentle Mignon, on this happy
discovery; and in the warmest congratulations they expressed their joy.

Benefico now led all the delighted company into his castle, where
freedom was publicly proclaimed; and every one was left a liberty either
to remain there with Benefico, or, loaded with wealth sufficient for
their use, to go where their attachments or inclinations might invite
them.

Fidus, Amata, and the little Mignon, hesitated not one moment to declare
their choice of staying with the generous Benefico.

The nuptials of the faithful Fidus, and his loved Amata, were solemnized
in the presence of all their friends.

Benefico passed the remainder of his days in pleasing reflections on his
well-spent life.

The treasures of the dead tyrant were turned into blessings by the use
they were now made of: little Mignon was loved and cherished by all his
companions. Peace, harmony and love reigned in every bosom; dissension,
discord, and hatred were banished from this friendly dwelling; and that
happiness, which is the natural consequence of goodness, appeared in
every cheerful countenance throughout the castle of the good Benefico;
and as heretofore affright and terror spread itself from the monster's
hateful cave, so now from this peaceful castle was diffused tranquility
and joy through all the happy country round.

Thus ended the story of the two giants: and Miss Jenny being tired with
reading, they left the arbour for that night, and agreed to meet there
again the next day.

As soon as they had supped, Mrs. Teachum sent for Miss Jenny Peace into
her closet, and desired an exact account from her of this their first
day's amusement, that she might judge from thence how far they might be
trusted with the liberty she had given them.

Miss Jenny showed her governess the story she had read; and said, 'I
hope, madam, you will not think it an improper one; for it was given
me by my mamma; and she told me, that she thought it contained a very
excellent moral.'

Mrs. Teachum, having looked it over, thus spoke: 'I have no objection,
Miss Jenny, to your reading any stories to amuse you, provided you read
them with the proper disposition of mind not to be hurt by them. A very
good moral may indeed be