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Title: The sea fairies
Year: 1911 (1910s)
Authors: Baum, L. Frank (Lyman Frank), 1856-1919 Neill, John R. (John Rea), ill
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Publisher: Chicago : Reilly & Britton
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
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ll. All we wantis the sword. The goldsmith set to work at once, and so skillful was hethat in a few minutes he had forged a fine sword of yellowgold, with an ornamental handle. The shape was graceful,and the blade keen and slender. It was evident to them all that the golden sword wouldnot stand hard use, for the edge of the blade would nick andcurl like lead; but the queen was delighted with the prize,and took it eagerly in her hand. Just then Sacho returned to say that they must go backto their rooms, and after thanking the goldsmith, who was sobusy examining his newly-acquired treasures that he madeno response, they joyfully followed the boy back to the RoseChamber. Sacho told them that he had just come from Zog, who wasstill wasting time in plotting vengeance. You must be careful, he advised them, for my cruelmaster intends to stop you from living, and he may succeed.Dont be unhappy; but be careful. Zog is angry because youescaped his Yell-Maker, and the falling stones, and the hot
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The Sea Fairies water. While he is angry he is wasting time; but that willnot help you. Take care not to waste any time yourselves. Do you know what Zog intends to do to us next*? askedPrincess Clia. No, said Sacho; but it is reasonable to guess that, beingevil, he intends evil. He never intends to do good, I assureyou. Then the boy went away. I am no longer afraid, declared the Mermaid Queen,when they were alone. When I have bestowed certain fairypowers upon this golden sword, it will fight its way againstany who dare oppose us, and even Zog himself will not careto face so powerful a weapon. I am now able to promise youthat we shall make our escape. Good! cried Trot, joyfully. Shall we start now1? Not yet, my dear. It will take me a little while to charmthis golden blade so that it will obey my commands, and domy work. There is no need of undue haste, so I propose weall sleep for a time and obtain what rest we can. We mustbe fresh and ready for our great adventure. As their former na

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