SOME ADVENTURES IOr

He stood upon his head as well as he
could manage, at the edge of the bean-field,
and pronounced the word ‘ Gingerbread’ in
an audible voice. There was no occasion
for him to do so a second time, for the word
was scarcely out of his mouth before the
hedge began to part itself in the middle, and
opened for him a passage through which he
passed without the slightest difficulty, and
found himself in a meadow, which presented
no obstacle to his advance.

Onward he pressed therefore, and had
got to the middle of the field before he
observed a huge white bull, who came
towards him with the evident idea that the
place was his own, and the Prince an
intruder, who had no business to be there.
lt was a fine-looking animal, and so Prince
Filderkin would have thought, if he had
been looking at him in a farm-yard, or from
the other side of a good strong fence. It is
a very different thing, however, when instead
of looking at a bull in this manner, Ze is
looking at you in the middle of a field, with
no fence between him and you, which was
the case in the present instance. The
animal lowered his head and threw turf in