CHAPTER VIII.

Next morning when Prince Dolor awoke he perceived that his room was

empty.

Very uncomfortable he felt, of course; and just a little frightened.

Especially when he began to call again and again, but nobody answered.

"Nurse--dear nurse--please come back!" he called out. "Come back, and I

will be the best boy in all the land."

And when she did not come back, and nothing but silence answered his

lamentable call, he very nearly began to cry.

"This won't do," he said at last, dashing the tears from his eyes. "It's

just like a baby, and I'm a big boy--shall be a man some day. What has

happened, I wonder? I'll go and see."

He sprang out of bed and crawled from room to room on his knees.

"What in the world am I to do?" thought he, and sat down in the middle

of the floor, half inclined to believe that it would be better to give

up entirely, lay himself down and die.

This feeling, however, did not last long. He jumped up and looked out of

the window. No help there. At first he only saw the broad bleak sunshiny

plain. But, by-and-by, in the mud around the base of the tower he saw

clearly the marks of horses' feet, and just in the spot where the deaf

mute always tied his great black charger, there lay the remains of a

bundle of hay.

"Yes, that's it. He has come and gone, taking nurse with him. Poor

nurse! how glad she must have been to go!"

That was Prince Dolor's first thought. His second was one of

indignation at her cruelty.

He decided that it would be easier to die here alone than out in the

world, among the terrible doings which he had just beheld.

The deaf mute had come--contrived somehow to make the nurse understand

that the king was dead, and that she need have no fear in going back to

the capital.

"I hope she'll enjoy it," said the Prince.

And then a kind of remorse smote him for feeling so bitterly towards

her, after all the years she had taken care of him--grudgingly, perhaps,

still, she had taken care of him.

For the second time he tried to dress himself, and then to do everything

he could for himself--even to sweeping the hearth and putting on more

coals.

He then thought of his godmother. Not of calling her or asking her to

help him--she had evidently left him to help himself, and he was

determined to try his best to do it, being a very proud and independent

boy--but he remembered her tenderly.

After his first despair, he was comfortable and happy in his solitude,

but when it was time to go to bed, he was very lonely, even his little

lark was silent and as for his traveling cloak, either he never thought

about it, or else it had been spirited away--for he made no use of it,

nor attempted to do so.

On the sixth day, Prince Dolor had a strange contented look in his face.

Get out of the tower he could not; the ladder the deaf mute used was

always carried away again and his food was nearly gone. So he made up

his mind to die. Not that he wished to die; on the contrary, there was a

great deal that he wished to live to do. Dying did not seem so very

dreadful; not even to lie quietly like his uncle, whom he had entirely

forgiven now.

"Suppose I had grown to be a man, and had had work to do, and people to

care for, and was so useful and busy that they liked me, and perhaps

even forgot that I was lame. Then, it would have been nice to have

lived, I think," and tears came into the little fellow's eyes. Then he

heard a trumpet, one of the great silver trumpets so admired in

Nomansland. Not pleasant music, but very bold and grand.

The poor condemned woman had not been such a wicked woman after all. As

soon as she heard of the death of the King, she persuaded the deaf-mute

to take her away with him, and they galloped like the wind from city to

city, spreading everywhere the news that Prince Dolor's death and burial

had been an invention concocted by his wicked uncle--that he was alive

and well, and the noblest young Prince that ever was born.

It was a bold stroke, but it succeeded. People jumped at the idea of

this Prince, who was the son of their late good King and Queen.

"Hurrah for Prince Dolor! Let him be our king!" rang from end to end of

the kingdom. They were determined to have him reign over them.

Accordingly no sooner was the late king laid in his grave than they

pronounced him a usurper; turned all his family out of the palace, and

left it empty for the reception of the new sovereign, whom they went to

fetch with great rejoicing.

They hailed him with delight, as prince and king and went down on their

knees before him, offering the crown to him.

"Yes," he said, "if you desire it, I will be your king. And I will do my

best to make my people happy."

"Oh!" said he, "if before I go, I could only see my dear godmother." He

gazed sadly up to the skylight, whence there came pouring a stream of

sunrays like a bridge between heaven and earth. Sliding down it, came

the little woman in grey.

He held out his arms in eager delight.

"Oh, godmother, you have not forsaken me!"

"Not at all my son. You may not have seen me, but I have seen you many

a time."

"How?"

"Oh, never mind. I can turn into anything I please you know."

"A lark, for instance," cried Prince Dolor.

"Or a Magpie," answered she with a capital imitation of Mag's croaky

voice.

"You will not leave me now that I am king? Otherwise I had rather not be

a king at all," said he.

The little old woman laughed gaily. "Forsake you? That is impossible.

But now I must go. Good-bye! Open the window and out I fly."

Prince Dolor tried to hold his godmother fast, but in vain. A knocking

was heard at the door, and the little woman vanished.

His godmother helped him out of many difficulties for there was never

such a wise old woman.

He was very happy and contented; first, because he took his affliction

patiently; second, because being a brave man, he bore it bravely.

Therefore other people grew to love him so well, that I think hundreds

of his subjects might have been found who were almost ready to die for

their poor lame king.

He did a good many things, however, which a little astonished his

subjects. First, he pardoned the condemned woman, who had been his nurse

and ordered that there should be no such thing as the death punishment

in Nomansland.

Then he chose the eldest son of his eldest cousin, a quiet, unobtrusive

boy, to be educated as heir to the throne.

In course of time, when the little prince had grown into a tall young

man, King Dolor fixed a day when the people should assemble in the great

square of the capital to see the young prince installed solemnly in his

new duties.

The king lifted up his thin slender hand and there came a silence over

the vast crowd immediately as he pronounced the vows which made the

young prince king.

My people he said, I am tired; I want to rest; it is time for me to go

and I do not think I shall come back any more. He drew a little bundle

out of his breast pocket. Then, so suddenly that even those nearest to

his Majesty could not tell how, the king was away--floating right up in

the air--upon something they knew not what. Whither he went or who went

with him it is impossible to say, but I myself believe that his

godmother took him on his traveling cloak to the Beautiful Mountains.

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