The Flying Trunk · page 21 2101"'I saw the Turkish angel myself," said one; "he had eyes like glittering stars, and a head like foaming water."102"He flew in a mantle of fire," cried another, "and lovely little cherubs peeped out from the folds."103He heard many more fine things about himself, and that the next day he was to be married.104After this he went back to the forest to rest himself in his trunk.105It had disappeared!106A spark from the fireworks which remained had set it on fire; it was burnt to ashes!107So the merchant's son could not fly any more, nor go to meet his bride.108She stood all day on the roof waiting for him, and most likely she is waiting there still; while he wanders through the world telling fairy tales, but none of them so amusing as the one he related about the matches.1 2← previousThe Flaxnext →The Shepherd's Story of the Bond of Friendship↑ back to Fairy Tales of Hans Christian AndersenThis page in Markdown → https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/35/page/2/