Identifier: littlelameprincecraik (find matches)
Title: The little lame prince and his traveling cloak : a parable for old and young
Year: 1900 (1900s)
Authors: Craik, Dinah Maria Mulock, 1826-1887
Subjects: Fairy tales People with disabilities
Publisher: Philadelphia : H. Altemus
Contributing Library: Information and Library Science Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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hed at him, as he felt she would laughnow. And it is all my own fault, he cried. I ought to have taken better care of mygodmothers gift. Oh, godmother, forgiveme! Ill never be so careless again. I 90 The Little Lame Prince. dont know what the cloak is exactly, but Iam sure it is something precious. Help meto find it again. Oh, dont let it be stolenfrom me—dont, please! Ha, ha, ha! laughed a silvery voice. Why, that traveling-cloak is the one thingin the world which nobody can steal. It isof no use to any body except the owner.Open your eyes, my Prince, and see whatyou shall see. His dear old godmother, he thought, andturned eagerly round. But no; he onlybeheld, lying in a corner of the room, alldust and cobwebs, his precious traveling-cloak. Prince Dolor darted toward it, tumblingseveral times on the way, as he often didtumble, poor boy! and pick himself upagain, never complaining. Snatching it tohis breast, he hugged and kissed it, cobwebsand all, as if it had been something alive.
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92 The Little Lame Prince. CHAPTER V. If any reader, big or little, should wonderwhether there is a meaning in this storydeeper than that of an ordinary fairy tale, Iwill own that there is. But I have hiddenit so carefully that the smaller people, andmany larger folk, will never find it out, andmeantime the book may be read straighton, like Cinderella, or Blue-Beard, or Hop-o-my Thumb, for what interest ithas, or what amusement it may bring. Having said this, I return to Prince Dolor,that little lame boy whom many may thinkso exceedingly to be pitied. But if you hadseen him as he sat patiently untying hiswonderful cloak, which was done up in avery tight and perplexing parcel, usingskillfully his deft little hands, and knitting The Little Lame Prince. 93 hia brows with firm determination, whilehis eyes glistened with pleasure and energyand eager anticipation—if you had beheldhim thus, you might have changed youropinion. When avc see people suffering or unfor-tunate, we feel very sorr

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