EN LIGHT; OR, THE LITTLE BLIND SISTER

PRINCE HARWEDA AND THE MAGIC PRISON

THE LITTLE GRAY GRANDMOTER; OR, THE ENCHANTED MIRROR

LITTLE BLESSED-EYES; OR, THE FAIRY'S BIRTHDAY GIFT

THE FAIR WHITE CITY; OR, A STORY OF THE PAST, PRESENT, AND FUTURE

THE LOVING CUP WHICH WAS MADE OF IRON

HANS AND THE FOUR BIG GIANTS

STORY OF THE SMALL GREEN CATERPILLER AND THE BEAUTIFUL WHITE BUTTERFLY

THE DISCONTENTED MILL WINDOW

THE STRANGE STORY OF A WONDERFUL SEA-GOD

THE VISION OF DANTE

_STORIES OF HEROES._

HOW LITTLE CEDRIC BECAME A KNIGHT

STORY OF CHRISTOPHER COLUMBUS FOR LITTLE CHILDREN

A STORY OF DECORATION DAY FOR THE LITTLE CHILDREN OF TO-DAY

_LITTLE BETA AND THE LAME GIANT._

Near the top of a high, high mountain there lived a great giant. He was
a very wonderful giant indeed. From the door of his rocky cave he could
look into the distance and see for miles and miles over the surrounding
country, even to the point where the land touched the great ocean, yet
so clearly that he could observe the smile or the frown on a child's
face three miles away. More wonderful still, he could look through the
darkest cloud which ever covered the sky and see the sun still shining
beyond and above it. And then his hands! Oh how I wish you could have
seen his hands! They were so large and strong. Such wonderful hands,
too! With them he could lift up a rock as big as this room and set it to
one side. Sometimes his fingers could make the sweetest kind of music
come from a crude violin which he had fashioned for himself.

Then, too, he knew so much, and he knew it well. I don't believe that
ten of the wisest men that our universities ever sent out could have
told you such extraordinary things. He knew all about every plant which
grew on the mountain, and just where the rich mines of gold and silver
were hidden inside the mountain. He could have pointed out to you which
pebbles could be polished into emeralds and topazes and sapphires and
which were worthless. Had you asked him he could have taken you to the
secret spring from which flowed the sparkling stream of healing waters,
sought by all the sick folks in the country round. He was such a
wonderful giant that it would take me the whole day to tell you of all
the things which he could do--but--_he was lame_ and somehow could never
get down the mountain to where the ordinary mortal lived. So for ages he
had been alone upon his mountain top, seeing all the pe