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it is really wonderful to think of), when he saw that Europa

was no longer afraid of him, he grew overjoyed, and could



hardly contain himself for delight. He frisked about the

meadow, now here, now there, making sprightly leaps, with as



little effort as a bird expends in hopping from twig to twig.

Indeed, his motion was as light as if he were flying through



the air, and his hoofs seemed hardly to leave their print in

the grassy soil over which he trod. With his spotless hue, he



resembled a snow drift, wafted along by the wind. Once he

galloped so far away that Europa feared lest she might never



see him again; so, setting up her childish voice, called him

back.



"Come back, pretty creature!" she cried. "Here is a nice clover

blossom."



And then it was delightful to witness the gratitude of this

amiable bull, and how he was so full of joy and thankfulness



that he capered higher than ever. He came running, and bowed

his head before Europa, as if he knew her to be a king's



daughter, or else recognized the important truth that a little

girl is everybody's queen. And not only did the bull bend his



neck, he absolutely knelt down at her feet, and made such

intelligent nods, and other inviting gestures, that Europa



understood what he meant just as well as if he had put it in so

many words.



"Come, dear child," was what he wanted to say, "let me give you

a ride on my back."



At the first thought of such a thing, Europa drew back. But

then she considered in her wise little head that there could be



no possible harm in taking just one gallop on the back of this

docile and friendly animal, who would certainly set her down



the very instant she desired it. And how it would surprise her

brothers to see her riding across the green meadow! And what



merry times they might have, either taking turns for a gallop,

or clambering on the gentle creature, all four children



together, and careering round the field with shouts of laughter

that would be heard as far off as King Agenor's palace!



"I think I will do it," said the child to herself.

And, indeed, why not? She cast a glance around, and caught a



glimpse of Cadmus, Phoenix, and Cilix, who were still in

pursuit of the butterfly, almost at the other end of the



meadow. It would be the quickest way of rejoining them, to get

upon the white bull's back. She came a step nearer to him



therefore; and--sociable creature that he was--he showed so

much joy at this mark of her confidence, that the child could



not find in her heart to hesitate any longer. Making one bound

(for this little princess was as active as a squirrel), there



sat Europa on the beautiful bull, holding an ivory horn in each

hand, lest she should fall off.



"Softly, pretty bull, softly!" she said, rather frightened at

what she had done. "Do not gallop too fast."



Having got the child on his back, the animal gave a leap into

the air, and came down so like a feather that Europa did not



know when his hoofs touched the ground. He then began a race to

that part of the flowery plain where her three brothers were,



and where they had just caught their splendid butterfly. Europa

screamed with delight; and Phoenix, Cilix, and Cadmus stood



gaping at the spectacle of their sister mounted on a white

bull, not knowing whether to be frightened or to wish the same



good luck for themselves. The gentle and innocent creature (for

who could possibly doubt that he was so?) pranced round among



the children as sportively as a kitten. Europa all the while

looked down upon her brothers, nodding and laughing, but yet



with a sort of stateliness in her rosy little face. As the bull

wheeled about to take another gallop across the meadow, the



child waved her hand, and said, "Good-bye," playfully

pretending that she was now bound on a distant journey, and



might not see her brothers again for nobody could tell how

long.



"Good-bye," shouted Cadmus, Phoenix, and Cilix, all in one

breath.



But, together with her enjoyment of the sport, there was still

a little remnant of fear in the child's heart; so that her last



look at the three boys was a troubled one, and made them feel

as if their dear sister were really leaving them forever. And



what do you think the snowy bull did next? Why, he set off, as

swift as the wind, straight down to the seashore, scampered



across the sand, took an airy leap, and plunged right in among




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