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Title: Mighty Mikko; a book of Finnish fairy tales and folk tales
Year: 1922 (1920s)
Authors: Fillmore, Parker, b. 1878
Subjects: Folklore -- Finland Fairy tales
Publisher: New York, Harcourt, Brace and Company
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
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h! thought Veikko. But he didnt laugh. He walked beside the coachand told the little mouse not to be frightened, that hewould take good care of her. His father, he told her,was a gentle old man and would be kind to her. When they left the forest they came to a river whichwas spanned by a foot bridge. Just as Veikko andthe nutshell coach had reached the middle of the bridge,a man met them coming from the opposite direction. Mercy me! the man exclaimed as he caught sightof the strange little coach that was rolling along besideVeikko. \Vhats that? He stooped down and looked and then with a loudlaugh he put out his foot and pushed the coach, thelittle mouse, her servants, and her five prancing steeds—all off the bridge and into the water below. What have you done! What have you done!Veikko cried. Youve drowned my poor little sweet-heart! The man thinking Veikko was crazy hurried away. Veikko with tears in his eyes looked down into thewater. You poor little mouse! he said. How sorry I am
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She beckoned to Veikko THE FOREST BRIDE 137 that you are drowned! You were a faithful lovingsweetheart and now that you are gone I know howmuch I loved you! As he spoke he saw a beautiful coach of gold drawnby five glossy horses go up the far bank of the river.A coachman in gold lace held the reins and a footmanin pointed cap sat up stiffly behind. The most beau-tiful girl in the world was seated in the coach. Herskin was as red as a berry and as white as snow, herlong golden hair gleamed with jewels, and she wasdressed in pearly velvet. She beckoned to Veikko andwhen he came close she said: Wont you come sit beside me? Me? Me? Veikko stammered, too dazed to think. The beautiful creature smiled. You were not ashamed to have me for a sweet-heart when I was a mouse, she said, and surely nowthat I am a Princess again you wont desert me! A mouse! Veikko gasped. Were you the littlemouse?* The Princess nodded. Yes, I was the little mouse imder an evil enchant-ment which could never have bee

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