me to want and misery."

"That seems reason'ble," replied Trot thoughtfully.

"Rosalie's skin is just as light a pink as my own," continued
Tourmaline. "Why don't you make her the Queen?"

"I hadn't thought of that," said Trot. Then she turned to Rosalie and
asked, "How would you like to rule the Pinkies?"

"I wouldn't like it," replied the Witch with a smile. "The Queen is the
poorest and most miserable creature in all the kingdom, and I'm sure I
don't deserve such a fate. I've always tried to be a good witch and to
do my duty."

Trot thought this over quite seriously for a time. Then one of her
quaint ideas came to her--so quaint that it was entirely sensible. "I'm
the Queen of the Pinkies just now, am I not?" she asked.

"Of course," answered Rosalie. "None can dispute that."

"Then I've the right to make new laws, haven't I?"

"I believe so."

"In that case," said the girl, "I'm goin' to make a law that the Queen
shall have the same food an' the same dresses an' the same good times
that her people have; and she shall live in a house jus' as good as the
houses of any of her people, an' have as much money to spend as
anybody. But no more. The Queen can have her share of ever'thing
'cordin' to the new law, but if she tries to get more than her share,
I'll have the law say she shall be taken to the edge an' pushed off.
What do you think of THAT law, Rosalie?"

"It's a good law and a just one," replied the Witch approvingly.

So Trot sent for the Royal Scribbler, who was a very fat Pinky with
large, pink eyes and curly pink hair, and had him carefully write the
new law into the Great Book of Laws. The Royal Scribbler wrote it very
nicely in pink ink, with a big capital letter at the beginning and a
fine flourish at the end. After Trot had signed her name to it as
Queen, she called all of the important people of the land to assemble
in the Court of the Statues and ordered the Royal Declaimer to read to
them the new law. The Pinkies seemed to think it was a just law and
much better than the old one, and Rosalie said:

"Now no one can object to becoming Queen, since the Ruler of the
Pinkies will no longer be obliged to endure suffering and hardships."

"All right," said Trot. "In that case, I'll make you the Queen,
Rosalie, for you've got more sense than Tourmaline has and your powers
as a witch will help you protect the people."

At once she made the announcement, telling the assembled Pinkies that
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