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 hind his chair. “Then,” said Brother Merry, “Now I wish I was in my own knapsack,”—and instantly he was there; and thus being once actually in heaven, St. Peter was obliged to let him stay there.

Note.—Grimm’s K. u. H. Marchen B 2. s. 405. There are many versions of this story, several of which are given in the notes, with which this tale has been illustrated by the Brothers Grimm. The tale itself was taken down by them from the recital of an old woman at Vienna.

LEONORA.

The stars they stand in Heaven,

The moon it shines so bright,

How fast the dead do ride!

Open thy window, darling,

And let me in to thee,

Long with thee I can’t be.

The cock will soon be crowing,–

When he sings in the day

I may no longer stay.

From far, here have I ridden,

And miles two hundred more,

Must ride e’er day is o'er.

All that my heart holds dearest!

Come mount thee by my side,

The way is worth the ride.

Yonder in Hungary,

A little house have I,

Thither our road doth lie.