Edmund Dulac's picture-book for the French Red Cross
ASENATH
EDMUND DULAC'S
PICTURE-BOOK
FOR THE FRENCH RED CROSS
PUBLISHED FOR THE DAILY TELEGRAPH
BY HODDER AND STOUGHTON
LONDON ♦ NEW YORK ♦ TORONTO
CONTENTS
| PAGE | |
| THE STORY OF THE BIRD FENG a Fairy Tale from China | 1 |
| YOUNG ROUSSELLE: a French Song of the Olden Time | 5 |
| LAYLÁ AND MAJNÚN: a Persian Love Story | 9 |
| THE NIGHTINGALE: after a Fairy Tale by Hans Andersen | 29 |
| THREE KINGS OF ORIENT: a Carol | 41 |
| SINDBAD THE SAILOR: a Tale from the Thousand and One Nights | 43 |
| THE LITTLE SEAMSTRESS: a French Song of the Olden Time | 55 |
| THE REAL PRINCESS: after a Fairy Tale by Hans Andersen | 57 |
| MY LISETTE: an Old French Song | 61 |
| CINDERELLA: a Fairy Tale from the French | 65 |
| THE CHILLY LOVER: a Song from the French | 79 |
| THE STORY OF AUCASSIN AND NICOLETTE: an Old World Idyll | 81 |
| BLUE BEARD: an Old Tale from the French | 85 |
| CERBERUS, THE BLACK DOG OF HADES | 99 |
| THE LADY BADOURA: a Tale from the Thousand and One Nights | 102 |
| THE SLEEPER AWAKENED: a Tale from the Thousand and One Nights | 110 |
| JUSEF AND ASENATH: a Love Story of Egypt | 124 |
ILLUSTRATIONS
JUSEF AND ASENATH
| Asenath | Frontispiece |
| PAGE |
THE STORY OF THE BIRD FENG
| The wonderful bird, like a fire of many colours come down from heaven, alighted before the princess, dropping at her feet the portrait | 1 |
YOUNG ROUSSELLE
| What do you think of Young Rousselle? | 8 |
LAYLÁ AND MAJNÚN
| In a high chamber of the palace — it was as wondrous as that of a Sultan | 16 |
| If the desert were my home — then would I let the world go by | 18 |
| She would sit for hours, with the bird perched on the back of her hand, listening to its soft intonation of that one word 'Majnún' | 22 |
THE NIGHTINGALE
| Even the poor fisherman would pause in his work to listen | 32 |
THREE KINGS OF ORIENT
| O Star of Wonder, Star of Night | 41 |
SINDBAD THE SAILOR
| Knowest thou that my name is also Sindbad? | 50 |
THE LITTLE SEAMSTRESS
| I never at all Saw sewing so small! |
55 |
THE REAL PRINCESS
| Not a wink the whole night long | 58 |
MY LISETTE
| 'Tis Lisette whom I adore, And with reason, more and more! |
62 |
CINDERELLA
| 'There,' said her godmother, pointing with her wand, … 'pick it and bring it along' | 72 |
THE CHILLY LOVER
| O Ursula, for thee My heart is burning,— |
80 |
THE STORY OF AUCASSIN AND NICOLETTE
| But Nicolette one night escaped | 82 |
BLUE BEARD
| Seven and one are eight, madam! | 86 |
CERBERUS
| Cerberus, the black dog of Hades | 99 |
THE LADY BADOURA
| Nay, nay; I will not marry him | 102 |
THE SLEEPER AWAKENED
| Behold the reward of those who meddle in other people's affairs | 120 |
| EDMUND DULAC | 128 |
EDMUND DULACS PICTURE BOOK
PUBLISHED ON BEHALF OF THE
CROIX ROUGE FRANÇAISE
COMITÉ DE LONDRES
9 KNIGHTSBRIDGE, LONDON, S.W.
| Président d'honneur | Présidente |
| S. E. Monsieur PAUL CAMBON | VICOMTESSE DE LA PANOUSE |
Under the Patronage of
H.M. QUEEN ALEXANDRA
The work of the French Red Cross is done almost entirely by the willing sacrifice of patriotic people who give little or much out of their means. The Comité is pleased to give the fullest possible particulars of its methods and needs. It is sufficient here to say that every one who gives even a shilling gives a wounded French soldier more than a shilling's worth of ease or pleasure.
The actual work is enormous. The number of men doctored, nursed, housed, fed, kept from the worries of illness, is great, increasing, and will increase.
You must remember that everything to do with sick and wounded has to be kept up to a daily standard. It is you who give who provide the drugs, medicines, bandages, ambulances, coal, comfort for those who fight, get wounded, or die to keep you safe. Remember that besides fighting for France, they are fighting for the civilised world, and that you owe your security and civilisation to them as much as to your own men and the men of other Allied Countries.
There is not one penny that goes out of your pockets in this cause that does not bind France and Britain closer together. From the millionaire we need his thousands; from the poor man his store of pence. We do not beg, we insist, that these brave wounded men shall lack for nothing. We do not ask of you, we demand of you, the help that must be given.
There is nothing too small and nothing too large but we need it.
Day after day we send out great bales of goods to these our devoted soldiers, and we must go on.
Imagine yourself ill, wounded, sick, in an hospital, with the smash and shriek of the guns still dinning in your ears, and imagine the man or woman who would hold back their purse from helping you.
Times are not easy, we know, but being wounded is less easy, and being left alone because nothing is forthcoming is terrible. You have calls upon you everywhere, you say; well, these men have answered their call, and in the length and breadth of France they wait your reply.
What is it to be?
Will you please send anything you can afford to
EDMUND DULAC, c/o "The Daily Telegraph," London, E.C.
This work is in the public domain in the United States because it was published before January 1, 1929.
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