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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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advice to give you, said the horse at last. What is it? asked Petru. You have known what it is to suffer cold; you will have to endure heat, such as you have never dreamed of.Be as brave now as you were then. Let no one tempt you to try to cool yourself, or evil will befall you. Forwards! answered Petru. Do not worry yourself. If I have escaped without being frozen, there is no chance of my melting- Why not? This is a heat that will melt the marrow in your bones — a heat that is only to be felt in the kingdom of the Goddess of Thunder. l And it was hot. The very iron of the horses shoes began to melt, but Petru gave no heed. The sweat ran down his face, but he dried it with his gauntlet. What heat could be he never knew before, and on the way, not a stones throw from the road, lay the most delicious valleys, full of shady trees and bubbling streams. When Petru looked at them his heart burned within him, and 1 In the German Donnerstag — the day of the Thunder God, i.e. Jupiter. lovely maidens
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THE FAIRY OF THE DAWN 187 his mouth grew parched. And standing among the flowers were lovely maidens who called to him in soft voices, till he had to shut his eyes against their spells. Come, my hero, come and rest; the heat will kill you, said they. Petru shook his head and said nothing, for he had lost the power of speech. Long he rode in this awful state, how long none can tell. Suddenly the heat seemed to become less, and, in the distance, he saw a little hut on a hill. This was the dwelling of the Goddess of Thunder, and when he drew rein at her door the goddess herself came out to meet him. She welcomed him, and kindly invited him in, and bade him tell her all his adventures. So Petru told her all that had happened to him, and why he was there, and then took farewell of her, as he had no time to lose. For he said, who knows how far the Fairy of the Dawn may yet be? Stay for one moment, for I have a word of advice to give you. You are about to enter the kingdom of Venus; go and tell her, as

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