TWILIGHT LAND

journeyman tailor. ‘I want,” said he, “such and such
a suit of clothes.”

“You shall have them,” said the Demon ; and there-
upon he began snipping in the air, and cutting most
wonderful patterns of silks and satins out of nothing at all,
and the little Tailor sat and gaped and stared. Then the
Demon began to drive the needle like a spark of fire—the
like was never seen in all the seven kingdoms, for the
clothes seemed to make themselves.

At last, at the end of a little while, the Demon stood up
and brushed his hands. ‘They are done,” said he, and
thereupon he instantly vanished. But the Tailor cared
little for that, for upon the bench there lay such a suit of
clothes of silk and satin stuff, sewed with threads of gold
and silver and set with jewels, as the eyes of man never
saw before ; and the Tailor packed them up and marched
off with them himself to the prime-minister.

The prime-minister wore the clothes to court that very
day, and before evening they were the talk of the town.
All the world ran to the Tailor and ordered clothes of him,
and his fortune was made. Every day the Demon created
new suits of clothes out of nothing at all, so that the
Tailor grew as rich as a Jew, and held his head up in the
world.

As time went along he laid heavier and heavier tasks
upon the Demon’s back, and demanded of him more and
more ; but all the while the Demon kept his own counsel,
and said never a word.

One morning, as the Tailor sat in his shop window
taking the world easy—for he had little or nothing to do
now—-he heard a great hubbub in the street below, and
when he looked down he saw that it was the king’s daughter

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