Charm Is The True Gift Of The

Once Upon A Time There Was A Queen Who Had A Son So Ugly And So Misshapen That It Was Long Disputed Whether He Had Human Form. A Fairy Who Was At His Birth Said, However, That He Would Be Very Amiable For All That, Since He Would Have Uncommon Good Sense.

The Poor Child Was The Drudge Of The Household, And Was Always In The Wrong. He Was, However, The Most Bright And Discreet Of All The Brothers; And If He Spoke Little, He Heard And Thought The More.

The Prince, Charmed With These Words, And Much More With The Manner In Which They Were Spoken, Knew Not How To Show His Joy And Gratitude; He Assured Her That He Loved Her Better Than He Did Himself.

For You Know That I Myself Am A Labyrinth, Where One Easily Gets Lost.

The Next Day The Two Sisters Went To The Ball, And So Did Cinderella, But Dressed More Magnificently Than Before. The King's Son Was Always By Her Side, And His Pretty Speeches To Her Never Ceased.