But, just
as he was going inside, he discovered that the door was not large
enough to let his bag through, too, and he knew that he must not set
it down.
So he started on again, but the bag was heavier than it had ever been
before.
On and on went the Prince, but he felt like an old man and his steps
were slow because he was so tired. He wanted to turn back, and he
wanted to set down his load, but his father, the King, had said that
he must carry it to the boundary of the Kingdom. The day was almost
done, but it seemed as if he would never reach it.
Suddenly, though, he came to the end of the road and looked over the
edge of the Kingdom.
There was a castle, not white, but gold. All about it were more
beautiful gardens than those which he had left behind. In the door
stood his father, the King, come in his chariot by another road to
welcome him.
"Set down your bag," said the King, so the Prince did and he felt
suddenly rested and young again.
"Look inside it," said the King. So the Prince looked inside the bag,
and he found out what had made it so heavy.
Each grain of dust had turned to gold!
THE CAMEL AND THE PIG
A Camel and a Pig chanced to meet in a far country, and as neither had
seen the other before, they began at once to boast.
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