The Fairy Godmothers. 5

am quite fatisfied that I am right ; you can’t argue
away the pleafure of being a beauty in a ball-room.
Afk any of them themfelves.”

“ Well,” faid Ianthe, “* we need purfue the
fubje&t no further. I am refolved. My baby is
to be beautiful, beautiful as the dawn of the morn-
ing; they fhall call her Aurora!”

“7 fhall not follow your example,” obferved
Euphrofyne, “ I don’t at all like that notion of the
neceflity of envy to make the beauty’s joy com-
plete. Befides, I’m not at all fure beauty is not
much more charming in idea than in poffleffion.
Nobody fpend their lives in entering a ball-room,
and one gets fadly tired of one’s own face. I’m
fure J do, beautiful as it is ;” and as fhe fpoke the
Fairy ftooped over a clear tide pool which mir-
rored her lovely countenance; “ and yet look
what a nofe I have! It is abfolutely exquifite !
And this hair!” and fhe held up her long filken
curling trefles and looked at them reflected in the
water as fhe fpoke. A mufical laugh rang through
the fairy group. Euphrofyne refumed her feat.
‘¢ There ifn’t a mortal damfel in the world who
would not go into raptures to refemble me,”’ pur-
fued fhe, ‘‘ and yet—but, oh dear, I am getting
quite profy, and it is quite ufelefs, for Ianthe has
decided. I, on the contrary, am thinking of fome-
thing far lefs romantic and interefting, but I fuf-
pect far more neceflary to the happinefs of mor-
tals than beauty—I mean RICHES,”

© Men are horribly fond of them, certainly,”

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