IX.

The dining-hall was superb and the table exquisite. The china was of

the very finest manufactured for dolls, and a multitude of bouquets

showed their colors and scattered their fragrance from egg-stands

and thimbles. Pacorrito sat at the princess's right. They began to

eat. The parrots and paper birds waited upon them with such order

and rapidity that they seemed like soldiers drilling before their

general. The dishes were delicious. Everything was raw, or at all

events cold. Migajas was rather pleased with the supper at first, but

he was soon surfeited. The menu was as follows: bits of sponge cake,

turkeys smaller than birds, which one could swallow at a mouthful,

gilt-heads no bigger than almonds, a rich supply of hemp-seed, a pâté

of bird-seed à la Canaria, bread-crumb à la perdigona, a fricassée

of pheasants' eyes with a sauce of wild mulberries, a salad of moss,

delicious sweetmeats, and every possible variety of fruit, harvested

by the parrots from the tapestries where they were embroidered, the

melons being as small as grapes and the grapes as small as lentils.

During the supper the company chattered ceaselessly,--all but

Migajas, who, being short of wit, sat there and said never a word.

He was confused in the presence of so many gold-corded and uniformed

generals. He was amazed, too, at finding so much loquacity and

frolicsomeness in these great men, who had stood stiff and dumb in

the show-window as though they were made of clay.

The one known as Bismarck, in particular, never stopped to draw

breath. He said the wildest things imaginable, pounded the table with

his fist, and threw bread balls at the princess. He flung his arms

about most marvellously, just as though a string were attached to

their hinges, and somebody under the table had hold of it.

"What fun I am having!" said the chancellor. "My dear princess, when

a man spends his life adorning a mantel-piece in the cheerful company

of a clock, a bronze figure, and a pot of begonias, he really needs

recreation; and at a festival like this he lays in a supply of mirth

for the year."

"Ah, happy, a thousand times happy, they whose only duty consists

in adorning mantelpieces!" said the lady, in melancholy tones. "It

may be wearisome, but you do not at least suffer as we do,--we whose

lives are a prolonged martyrdom; we, the toys of the small men. It

would be impossible for me to make you understand, Prince Bismarck,

what we suffer when one pulls our right arm, another our left; when

this one cracks our head, that one quarters us or leaves us in the

water to soak, or rips us open to find out what is inside of us!"

"I can imagine it," said the chancellor, opening his arms and

clapping them together several times.

"How unfortunate!" said Espartero and two of the emperors at once.

"I was the least unfortunate of all," said the lady, "for I found

a friend and protector in the valorous and faithful Migajas, who

managed to save me from the barbarous torture."

Pacorrito blushed to the very roots of his hair.

"Valorous and faithful!" repeated all the dolls, in admiring chorus.

"And therefore to-night, when our Genius Creator permits us to come

together for this great celebration, I chose to honor him by bringing

him with me and offering him my hand as a sign of alliance and

reconciliation between the lineage of dolls and that of well-bred,

compassionate children."

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