. St. Nicholas [serial] . BY ROBERT L. ACKERMAN, AGE 13. (SILVER BADGE.) i9°5-] ST. NICHOLAS LEAGUE. 755. w/tim/wmwwfl lsvmE A HEADING FOK JUNE. BY OSCAR SCHMIDT, AGE 13. (GOLD BADGE.) tyrannical. She resisted, but was finally forced to marryhim. He took her home to his great, gloomy castle inthe midst of a thick wood, and then what a life she led! Every spring the king went to visit his other estates,leaving the princess locked ina tower, with food enough tolast until his return. There came a time, how-ever, when the princess de-cided that she could standno longer. The king was toset out on

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. St. Nicholas [serial] . BY ROBERT L. ACKERMAN, AGE 13. (SILVER BADGE.) i9°5-] ST. NICHOLAS LEAGUE. 755. w/tim/wmwwfl lsvmE A HEADING FOK JUNE. BY OSCAR SCHMIDT, AGE 13. (GOLD BADGE.) tyrannical. She resisted, but was finally forced to marryhim. He took her home to his great, gloomy castle inthe midst of a thick wood, and then what a life she led! Every spring the king went to visit his other estates, leaving the princess locked ina tower, with food enough tolast until his return. There came a time, how-ever, when the princess de-cided that she could standno longer. The king was toset out on one of his springjourneys. He had been work-ing hard all day and was verytired ; everything seemed safe, so he fell asleep in the garden. But the guards at the castle gate had fallen asleep, too. The princess, noticing this, hastily threw a greencloak over her shoulders, tied a green hood over hergolden curls, and tiptoed through the gate. Once outside, she ran swiftly through the wood untilshe dropped exhausted beside a brook. Crouching down among the tall grasses, she pulledher green hood closer abou

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