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The Project Gutenberg EBook of The Wagner Story Book, by Henry FrostCopyright laws are changing all over the world. Be sure to check thecopyright laws for your country before downloading or redistributingthis or any other Project Gutenberg eBook.This header should be the first thing seen when viewing this ProjectGutenberg file. Please do not remove it. Do not change or edit theheader without written permission.Please read the "legal small print," and other information about theeBook and Project Gutenberg at the bottom of this file. Included isimportant information about your specific rights and restrictions inhow the file may be used. You can also find out about how to make adonation to Project Gutenberg, and how to get involved.**Welcome To The World of Free Plain Vanilla Electronic Texts****eBooks Readable By Both Humans and By Computers, Since 1971*******These eBooks Were Prepared By Thousands of Volunteers!*****Title: The Wagner Story BookAuthor: Henry FrostRelease Date: September, 2004 [EBook #6443][Yes, we are more than one year ahead of schedule][This file was first posted on December 14, 2002]Edition: 10Language: EnglishCharacter set encoding: ASCII*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE WAGNER STORY BOOK ***Produced by E. Barry Simpson, Charles Franksand the Online Distributed Proofreading Team.THE WAGNER STORY BOOK[Illustration: "AT LAST WE CAN SEE SOMETHING IN THE FIRE."]THE WAGNER STORY BOOKFIRELIGHT TALES OF THE GREAT MUSIC DRAMAS
 
BY WILLIAM HENRY FROSTILLUSTRATED BY SYDNEY RICHMOND BURLEIGHToHelen KrebbierCONTENTSTHE STOLEN TREASURETHE DAUGHTER OF THE GODTHE HERO WHO KNEW NO FEARTHE END OF THE RINGTHE KNIGHT OF THE SWANTHE PRIZE OF A SONGTHE BLOOD-RED SAILTHE LOVE POTIONTHE MINSTREL KNIGHTTHE KING OF THE GRAILTHE ASHESLIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS"AT LAST WE CAN SEE SOMETHING IN THE FIRE""THE GOLD SHINES OUT SO BRIGHT AND BEAUTIFUL""THE DAUGHTER OF THE GOD""THE SUNLIGHT FOLLOWS HIM STRAIGHT INTO THE CAVE""THEIR TREASURE IS THEIR OWN AGAIN""THE KNIGHT OF HER DREAM""HE SAW HER EYES BRIGHTER THAN THE STARS""THROUGH THE BLACK STORM AND HIS OWN BLACKER DESPAIR"
 
"AS IF THEY COULD NEVER GAZE ENOUGH""THE STRANGEST FLOWERS GROW UP UNDER THEIR FEET""THE KING OF THE GRAIL"THE STOLEN TREASUREThere is a certain little girl who sometimes tries to find out when Iam not over busy, so that she may ask me to tell her a story. She iskind enough to say that she likes my stories, and this so flatters myvanity that I like nothing better than telling them to her. One reasonwhy she likes them, I suspect, is that they are not really my storiesat all, the most of them. They are the stories that the whole world hasknown and loved all these hundreds and thousands of years, tales of thegods and the heroes, of the giants and the goblins. Those are the rightstories to tell to children, I believe, and the right ones for childrento hear--the wonderful things that used to be done, up in the sky, anddown under the ocean, and inside the mountains. If the boys and girlsdo not find out now, while they are young, all about the strange,mysterious, magical life of the days when the whole world was young, itis ten to one that they will never find out about it at all, for themost of us do not keep ourselves like children always, though surely wehave all been told plainly enough that that is what we ought to do.This little girl's mother is rather a strange sort of woman. I do notknow that she exactly disagrees with us about these stories that weboth like so much, but she seems to have a different way of looking atthem from ours. I sometimes suspect that she does not even believe infairies at all, that she never so much as thought she saw a ghost,that, if she heard a dozen wild horses galloping over the roof of thehouse and then flying away into the sky, she would think it was onlythe wind, and that she is no more afraid of ogres than of policemen.Still she is a woman whom one cannot help liking, in some respects.But one day she said something to the little girl that surprised me,and made me think that perhaps I had done her injustice. The child cameto me with a face full of perplexity and said: "What do you supposemamma just told me?""I am sure I can't guess," I replied; "your mother tells you suchridiculous things that I am always afraid to think what will be thenext. Perhaps she says that William Tell didn't shoot an apple off hislittle boy's head, or that the baker's wife didn't box King Alfred'sears for letting the cakes burn.""Oh, no," said the child, "it isn't a bit like that; she says that youcan see pictures in the fire sometimes--men and horses and trees andall kinds of things.""Does she, indeed? And how does your mother know what I can see in thefire or what I can't see?""Oh, I don't mean just you--yourself, I mean anybody. Now can you? I
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