WHICH DEALS WITH A MIRROR AND ITS FRAGMENTS







One day he was in a high state of delight because he had

invented a mirror with this peculiarity, that every good and pretty

thing reflected in it shrank away to almost nothing




Now we are about to begin, and you must attend; and when we get to the

end of the story, you will know more than you do now about a very wicked

hobgoblin. He was one of the worst kind; in fact he was a real demon.

One day he was in a high state of delight because he had invented a

mirror with this peculiarity, that every good and pretty thing reflected

in it shrank away to almost nothing. On the other hand, every bad and

good-for-nothing thing stood out and looked its worst. The most

beautiful landscapes reflected in it looked like boiled spinach, and the

best people became hideous, or else they were upside down and had no

bodies. Their faces were distorted beyond recognition, and if they had

even one freckle it appeared to spread all over the nose and mouth. The

demon thought this immensely amusing. If a good thought passed through

any one's mind, it turned to a grin in the mirror, and this caused real

delight to the demon. All the scholars in the demon's school, for he

kept a school, reported that a miracle had taken place: now for the

first time it had become possible to see what the world and mankind were

really like. They ran about all over with the mirror, till at last there

was not a country or a person which had not been seen in this distorting

mirror. They even wanted to fly up to heaven with it to mock the angels;

but the higher they flew, the more it grinned, so much so that they

could hardly hold it, and at last it slipped out of their hands and fell

to the earth, shivered into hundreds of millions and billions of bits.

Even then it did more harm than ever. Some of these bits were not as big

as a grain of sand, and these flew about all over the world, getting

into people's eyes, and, once in, they stuck there, and distorted

everything they looked at, or made them see everything that was amiss.

Each tiniest grain of glass kept the same power as that possessed by the

whole mirror. Some people even got a bit of the glass into their hearts,

and that was terrible, for the heart became like a lump of ice. Some of

the fragments were so big that they were used for window panes, but it

was not advisable to look at one's friends through these panes. Other

bits were made into spectacles, and it was a bad business when people

put on these spectacles meaning to be just. The bad demon laughed

till he split his sides; it tickled him to see the mischief he had done.

But some of these fragments were still left floating about the world,

and you shall hear what happened to them.





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