Fairy Tales of Hans Christian Andersen

ate green garlands of early spring, just bursting into bloom, while the Rhone rushed wildly from its source among the green glaciers which form the ice palace of the Ic

laying down roads for the railway. "They are playing at work underground, like moles," said she. "They are digging passages beneath the earth, and the noise is like the reports of cannons. I shall throw down my palaces, for the clamor is louder than the roar of thunder." Then there ascended from the valley a thick vapor, which waved itself in the air like a fluttering veil. It rose, as a plume of feathers, from a steam engine, to which, on the lately-opened railway, a string of carriages was linked, carriage to carriage, looking like a windin

party of travellers. They had bound themselves fast to each other, so that they

by. "There they sit, these thoughts!" she exclaimed. "There they sit in their power over nature's strength. I see them all. One sits proudly apart, like a king; others sit tog

valanche," said those

arts and one beat," as people say. They were Rudy and Babette, and the miller was

ons of Alpine roses have I snapped and broken off; not a root have I spared. I kn

r avalanche," said