ol. The same, too, may be said of children: one
daughter is good and another bad; one idle, another a good housewife;
one fair, another ugly; one spiteful, another kind; one unfortunate,
another born to good luck, and who being all of one family ought to be
of one nature. But leaving this subject to those who know more about
it, I will merely give you an example in the story of the three
daughters of the same mother, wherein you will see the difference of
manners which brought the wicked daughters into the ditch and the good
daughter to the top of the Wheel of Fortune.

There was at one time a woman who had three daughters, two of whom were
so unlucky that nothing ever succeeded with them, all their projects
went wrong, all their hopes were turned to chaff. But the youngest, who
was named Nella, was born to good luck, and I verily believe that at
her birth all things conspired to bestow on her the best and choicest
gifts in their power. The Sky gave her the perfection of its light;
Venus, matchless beauty of form; Love, the first dart of his power;
Nature, the flower of manners. She never set about any work that it did
not go off to a nicety; she never took anything in hand that it did not
succeed to a hair; she never stood up to dance, that she did not sit
down with applause. On which account she was envied by her jealous
sisters and yet not so much as she was loved and wished well to by all
others; as greatly as her sisters desired to put her underground, so
much more did other folks carry her on the palms of their hands.

Now there was in that country an enchanted Prince who was so attracted
by her beauty that he secretly married her. And in order that they
might enjoy one another's company without exciting the suspicion of the
mother, who was a wicked woman, the Prince made a crystal passage which
led from the royal palace directly into Nella's apartment, although it
was eight miles distant. Then he gave her a certain powder saying,
"Every time you wish to see me throw a little of this powder into the
fire, and instantly I will come through this passage as quick as a
bird, running along the crystal road to gaze upon this face of silver."

Having arranged it thus, not a night passed that the Prince did not go
in and out, backwards and forwards, along the crystal passage, until at
last the sisters, who were spying the actions of Nella, found out the
secret and laid a plan to put a stop to the sport. And in order to c