“WHOSE turn 1s ut next to tell us a story?” said
Sindbad the Sailor.

‘Twas my turn,’ said St. George; “but here be two
ladies present, and neither hath so much as spoken a word
of a story for all this time. If you, madam,” said he to
Cinderella, will tell us a tale, I will gladly give up my turn
to you.” 1

The Soldier who cheated the Devil took the pipe out of his
mouth and puffed away a cloud of smoke. ‘“ Aye,” said he,
“always remember the ladies, say I. That is a soldier's
trade.”

“Very well, then, if it is your pleasure,” said Cinderella,
“T will tell you a story, and it shall be of a friend of mine
and of how she looked after her husband's luck. She was,”
said Cinderella, “a princess, and her father was a king.”

“And what is your story about?” said Sindbad the
Sailor.

“Tt ts,” said Cinderella, “ about—

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