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Title: The crimson fairy book
Year: 1903 (1900s)
Authors: Lang, Andrew, 1844-1912 Ford, H. J. (Henry Justice), 1860-1941, ill
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Publisher: London New York : Longmans, Green and Co.
Contributing Library: Boston Public Library
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w^ it up to thetop again. * That is very clever of you, answered the king ; * andwhat does Simon the fifth do ? * My work, your Majesty, is mere smiths work. Orderme to build a smithy and I w411 make you a cross-bow,but from which neither the eagle in the sky nor the wildbeast in the forest is safe. The bolt hits whatever theeye sees. * That sounds very useful, said the king. And now,Simon the sixth, tell me your trade. Sire, it is so simple I am almost ashamed to mentionit. If my brother hits any creature I catch it quickerthan any dog can. If it falls into the water I pick it upout of the greatest depths, and if it is in a dark forest Ican find it even at midnight. The king w^as much pleased with the trades and talkof the six brothers, and said : Thank you, good people;your father did w^ell to teach you all these things. Nowfollow me to the town, as I w^ant to see what you can do.I need such people as you about me; but when harvesttime comes I will send you home with royal presents.
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THE. SIXTH SIMON CATCHES THL ELAGLL THE STOBY OF THE SEVEN SIMONS 43 Tlie brothers bowed and said : As the king wills.Suddenly the king remembered that he had not ques-tioned the seventh Simon, so he turned to him and said:* Why are you silent ? What is your handicraft ? And the seventh Simon answered : I have no handi-craft, O king ; I have learnt nothing. I could notmanage it. And if I do know how to do anything it isnot what might properly be called a real trade—it israther a sort of performance ; but it is one which no one—not the king himself—must watch me doing, and I doubtwhether this performance of mine would please yourMajesty. Come, come, cried the king; I will have noexcuses, what is this trade ? * First, sire, give me your royal word that you will notkill me when I have told you. Then you shall hear. So be it, then ; I give you my royal word.Then the seventh Simon stepped back a little, clearedhis throat, and said : * My trade. King Archidej, is of sucha kind that th
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