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 he continued. At the edge of the forest he stopped. The woodland was so dark so dark. The wolves howled "Oo-o-o-o-o-wh—We starve." And such a futile little stick with which to enter the forest of Hu Pei. "Oo-o-o-o-owh." What wolves

The prince had turned his face toward home when a merry voice hailed him. "Ho. Brother, I'm glad you are come. Tell me if my fiddle be in tune." A comical fellow hopped down from a stump and chinned his fiddle while Prince Chang stared. "Eek. Eek. Eeek." "How does it sound, little brother?" "I dare say it"' But the fiddler was not waiting for an answer. His bow arm fell to sawing while his legs and voice joined in the tune—"A beggar asked the King to dine." And that's a foolish song. Prince Chang thought he had never before heard or seen anything so funny by half. The more he laughed the greater his need for laughter. Such a comical beggar and how he could play and sing.

From one end of Hu Pei Forest to the other Prince Chang laughed while the beggar