bit of parchment. I can write you a line that may aid you in time of need."
Convinced that she was a fairy, I obeyed. She wrote a few words in a crabbed hand, and advised me to read them when I was in need of counsel.
"Give you good day, fair youth," said she, courteously.
"'FARE THEE WELL, GENTLE DAME,' I REPLIED."
"Fare thee well, gentle dame," I replied, removing my left slipper, which is a token of respect in my native land.
I met with but one other adventure on my way to the Khan's palace. I rescued an emerald-green parrot from a cat, and seeing no dwelling near carried the pretty creature with me.
On the eighth day after leaving my father's house, I was ushered by two gorgeous guards into the courtyard of the palace where the beautiful Vanella dwelt. My heart beat rapturously, and I felt so
