Then she picked a wild rose that grew beside the
road and put it close to his face. He could feel its soft petals, and
smell its perfume, and it made him smile.
Then Primrose hurried through the castle gates and up to the doors.
They were about to be closed. The children had crowded in.
"There is no one else to come," the children shouted.
Then they added, "There is no other child except Primrose and she has
no dress for a party and no gift for you, great Prince."
But the Prince, his kind eyes looking beyond them, and his arms
outstretched, asked,
"What child, then, do I see coming in so wonderful a dress and
carrying a precious gift in her hand?"
The children turned to look. They saw a little girl who wore a crown;
it was the fagot bearer's blessing that had set it upon her head. Her
dress was of wonderful gold lace; each rag had been turned to gold
when she helped the little lost bird. In her hand she carried a clear,
white jewel; her gift for the Prince; it was a tear she had taken from
the little blind boy's face.
"Why, that is Primrose," the children told the Prince.
FOOD
THE PRINCE WHO WASN'T HUNGRY
Once upon a time there was a little Prince who had very little to do,
and so he thought a great deal about eating.
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