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Title: The violet fairy book
Year: 1906 (1900s)
Authors: Lang, Andrew, 1844-1912 Ford, H. J. (Henry Justice), 1860-1941, ill
Subjects: Folklore Fairy tales
Publisher: London New York : Longmans, Green
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
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wits ? Fifty years havepassed since I was young, and who knows where thebones of my horse may be rotting, or whether a scrap ofhis reins still lie in his stall? I have forgotten all abouthim long ago. Petru turned away in anger, and went back to hisold nurse. Do not be cast down, she said with a smile ; if thatis how the affair stands all will go well. Go and fetchthe scrap of the reins; I shall soon know what must bedone. The place was full of saddles, bridles, and bits ofleather. Petru picked out the oldest, and blackest, andmost decayed pair of reins, and brought them to the oldwoman, who murmured something over them andsprinkled them with incense, and held them out to theyoung man. Take the reins, said she, and strike them violentlyagainst the pillars of the house. Petru did what he was told, and scarcely had thereins touched the pillars when something happened —how I have no idea — that made Petru stare with surprise.A horse stood before him — a horse whose equal in beauty
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THE FAIRY OF THE DAWN 173 the world had never seen; with a saddle on him of goldand precious stones, and with such a dazzling bridle youhardly dared to look at it, lest you should lose your sight.A splendid horse, a splendid saddle, and a splendid bridle,all ready for the splendid young prince! Jump on the back of the brown horse, said the oldwoman, and she turned round and went into the house. The moment Petru was seated on the horse, he felthis arm three times as strong as before, and even hisheart felt braver. Sit firmly in the saddle, my lord, for we have a longway to go and no time to waste, said the brown horse,and Petru soon saw that they were riding as no manand horse had ever ridden before. On the bridge stood a dragon, but not the same oneas he had tried to fight with, for this dragon had twelveheads, each more hideous and shooting forth moreterrible flames than the other. But, horrible though hewas, he had met his match. Petru showed no fear, butrolled up his sleeves, that

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