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at that door and de

be opened, and a gruff, bearded ry voice would ask as

wanted, and at the same time inform the knocker that no one could be

ads would be able to keep the garden

clear of all intruders And the two great hounds, as if they understood

the threats of their roould rise to a loud and angry bark

They soon ceased to knock at that door, and, as they could not gain

ad the appearance of

not wishing it

Four years had since passed; they had overcome the desire to enter the

premises or to look over the wall, but they told wondrous tales of

the garden and of a beautiful fairy elt in it, and whose soft,

melodious voice was so sweet, transporting songs No one had seen her, this fairy, but

she was certainly beautiful, and of course young; there were also some

bold individuals who asserted that when thefairy was then to be seen in the tops of the

trees or upon the edge of the wall Light as an elf, transparent as a

ular dances

and singing songs that brought tears to the eyes and co these tales, the Ron of the cross, and pass arden, which thenceforth they called "The Chararden! It was an island of happiness, behind these

walls, concealed from the knavery of the world Like an eternal smile of

the Divinity rested the heavens over this ever-bloohtingales sang, and in whose

silver-clear basins the goldfishes splashed