to teach an erring mortal to submit to the eternal laws."

"Men," replied the angel Jezrael, "judge all things without knowledge;
and you, of all men, most deserved to be enlightened. The world
imagines that the youth who has just perished fell by chance into the
water, and that by a like chance the rich man's house was set on fire.
But there is no such thing as chance; all is trial, or punishment, or
foresight. Feeble mortal, cease to argue and rebel against what you
ought to adore!"

As he spoke these words the angel took his flight to heaven, and Zadig
fell upon his knees.

_The Watch-tower Between Earth and Heaven_[5]

Once upon a time there was a King who had three sons and one daughter.
He kept the daughter in a cage and guarded her as the eyes in his
head.

[Footnote 5: From "The Russian Grandmother's Wonder Tales." Copyright,
1906, by Charles Scribner's Sons.]

When the maiden was grown up she begged her father one evening to let
her go out and take a walk before the castle with her brothers. The
father consented, but hardly was she out of the door when suddenly a
Dragon came swooping down from the sky, seized the maiden from among
her brothers, and carried her away with him high into the clouds.

The brothers rushed headlong back to their father, told him of their
misfortune, and begged permission to go and seek their stolen sister.
The father consented, gave them each a horse and everything needful
for a journey, and they set out.

After many wanderings they came across a watch-tower which stood
neither on earth nor in heaven. When they reached the place it
occurred to them that their sister might be within, and they at once
began to take counsel among themselves as to how they should reach it.

After long consultation they decided to kill one of their horses, cut
his skin into a long strap, fasten the end to an arrow, and shoot it
up into some place in the watch-tower where it would hold securely.
Then they could easily climb up. The two younger brothers asked the
eldest to sacrifice his horse, but he would not; nor would the second
brother. So the youngest brother slew his horse, cut the hide into a
long strap, bound one end to his arrow, and with his bow shot it up
into the tower.

But now, when it came to climbing up by the strap, the eldest and
second brothers declined, whereupon the youngest undertook the
adventure. Arriving at the tower, he went from room to room, until at
last he