The Fairy Godmothers. 19

“ Your charm is not working perfectly, Sifter,”
obferved Euphrofyne to Ianthe.

‘‘ Her’s is not the age for perfect happinefs and
enjoyment asa beauty, remember,” replied Ianthe,
“‘ and fhe feels this herfelf.’’

‘¢ Man never is but always to be bleft,” cried
Ambrofia laughing. ‘ You fee I can quote their
own poets againft them.”’

“ You are prejudging now, Ambrofia, wait till
another ten years is over; but we muft fee our
little beauty through the twenty-four hours.”
Ianthe now waved a tiny wand in a circle around
Aurora’s head,—the long eyelafhes fank over her
eyes, and the beautiful child fell into a fweet and
. placid fleep.

Morning, which awakens all young creatures to
life, enjoyment, and action, awoke Aurora among
the reft, and fhe arofe in health and ftrength, and
the full glow of animal fpirits. ‘ This is happi-
nefs, however,” exclaimed Ianthe to her compa-
nions, as the young girl {prang about, carolling to
herfelf the while. And fo it was, for at that mo-
ment no forecaftings into futurity difturbed the
comfort of prefent pleafure: but an accidental
glimpfe of her face caught in a looking-glafs as
fhe paffed, recalled Aurora to the recollection of
HERSELF ! and the admiration fhe had obtained
the evening before. At firft fome pleafure at-
tended the remembrance, and fhe gazed with a
childifh triumph at her pretty face in the glafs.
In a few minutes, however, the voice of her Go-