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CHAPTER 2: BUSINESS INFORMATION

TRUE OR FALSE

T F 1. Today, all networked information is sent using digital formats.

T F 2. A single bit of information represents two states or values.

T F 3. The terms byte and octet describe the same amount of information.

T F 4. Voice communication can only be done using an analog signal.

T F5. PBX and Centrex systems provide similar functionality from the users
point-of-view.

T F6. Services transmitting video information use a series of vector images

to represent moving images.

T F7. System response time and system cost are closely related to each other.

T F8. Response time is extremely important when implementing email systems.

T F9. When transmitting video information, compression ratios can range as

high as 100:1 with little loss of perceived quality.

T F10. Interlacing is a method of reducing the bandwidth requirements for video

transmissions.

T F11. When using analog communications, channel capacity is measured in hertz

(Hz) where 1 Hz equals 1000 oscillations per second.
 T F12. The United States national version of IRA is referred to as the
American Standard Code for Information Interchange (ASCII).

T F13. Common examples of data include text and numerical

information.

T F14. Raster graphics involves the use of binary codes to represent object
type, size, and orientation.

T F15. The Joint Photographic Experts Group (JPEG) is a collaborative

standards-making effort between ISO and ITU-T.
MULTIPLE CHOICE

1. Which of the following represents a digital form of information?

A. a gas gauge

B. a fax transmission

C. a watch that displays time as HH:MM

D. a page filled with English prose

2. Which of the following represents the most basic unit of digital information?

A. byte B. nibble

C. pixel D. bit

3. Standard voice telephone lines, such as those found in residences,

limit bandwidth to:

A. 300 Hz B. 3,400 Hz

C. 20,000 Hz D. 1,410,000 Hz

4. A stereo compact disc typically requires the bandwidth for each channel
to be:

A. 300 Hz B. 3,400 Hz

C. 8,000 Hz D. 20,000 Hz

5. When using data communications with 8-bit codes, the number of alphabetic
symbols

A. must be exactly 256 B. must be exactly 512 C. can be greater

than 1024 bytes D. must be less than 256

6. The time interval between when a user presses a key and when the result of
that action arrives at his or her workstation is called the:

A. response time B. turn-around time C. think time D.

delay time
7. In digital systems, the information rate and the capacity of a digital channel
are measured in:

A. mhz B. dps

C. bps D. ghz

8. Analog information sources include:

A. sounds B. music

C. video D. all of the above

9. Historically, the most commonly used text code is the _, in which each
character in this code is represented by a unique 7-bit pattern.

A. UTF-8 B. IRA

C. Morse code D. none of the above

10. The number of different characters that can be represented in

the International Reference Alphabet text code is:

A. 512 B. 256

C. 128 D. 64

11. is capable of representing symbols and characters used in all the

major languages spoken around the world.

A. UTF-8 B. ASCII

C. IRA D. UCST

12. A is the smallest single component of a digital image.

A. RGB B. megapixel

C. pixel D. none of the above

13. images are the most common type of image being transmitted over
today’s enterprise networks.

A. Color B. Black and white

C. Pixilated D. Grayscale

14. The most widely used format for raster-scan images is referred to as .

A. TIFF B. JPEG

C. PNG D. PDF

15. screens use thin sandwiches of glass containing a liquid-crystal

material to display images.

A. PDF B. LCD

C. CRT D. all of the above

SHORT ANSWER

1. A system uses a sequence of discrete, discontinuous values or

symbols to represent information.

2. Nondigital systems use a continuous range of values to represent

Information.

3. With compression receivers can reproduce an exact digital duplicate

of the original audio stream transmitted by the sender by
expanding/decompressing the file that is received.

4. When compression is used, irreversible changes are made to the

original file that diminish the quality of the original audio stream when the
receiver decompresses the file.

5. A is an on-premise telephone switch, owned or leased by an

organization that interconnects the telephones at that location and provides
outside access to the public telephone systems and other voice services.

6. files contain very little formatting and do not support formatting

such as boldface, italics, or underline.
 7. consists of information that can be represented by a finite alphabet of
symbols, such as the numbers 0 through 9 or the symbols represented on a
computer keyboard.

8. Some of the International Reference Alphabet text code patterns represent

invisible, nonprintable characters called .

9. The (IRA) character set is the most common format for English
language text files.

10. is a 16-bit code that is backward compatible with IRA/ASCII.

11. The service supports the communication of individual pictures,

charts, or drawings.

12. A representation of images that uses straight and curved line segments is
called_.

13. A representation of images that uses an array of pixels is called .

14. is a page-description language that is built into many

desktop printers and virtually all high-end printing systems.

15. is a subjective measure of the user’s perception of the overall value

of the network application or service.
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palace, you may be sure, for already the wedding feast was being
made ready for the marriage of the Princess and her Prince.
The enchanted boat now was not needed, and that with the lake
disappeared, but when the Princess set out with her husband to go
to the castle she found that it was within her father’s kingdom that
the Prince had lived.
At the end of the castle garden where the Prince and the Princess
live is a long stone seat, and at one end grows a bush of golden
flowers, the like of which no one ever saw before, and at the other is
the figure of a big eagle made of gold and bronze, but only the
Princess and her husband know what these things mean.
 NICKO AND THE OGRE

O
nce upon a time there lived on the banks of a deep, wide river
an ogre who ate all the fish in the river, never letting the people
who lived in the town come near the river to fish.
And this was not all the ogre did. He would make such a noise
when he slept that all the children were frightened so they could not
sleep at night, and the people decided at last that something must be
done.
One day a youth named Nicko said he would go to an old witch
who lived in the forest and ask her what could be done.
So to this witch the youth went. “There is only one way to get rid of
the ogre,” she told Nicko, “and that secret is known only to a
mermaid, who comes up from the river every night and sings to the
ogre.”
Of course the ogre would see Nicko if he went to the mermaid
when she was singing, so he decided to have a suit made of green
and silver that would make him look like a huge fish and dive into the
river, hoping in that way to find the home of the mermaid and learn
the secret she knew.
 One night after the mermaid had finished her song to the ogre,
Nicko slipped from behind a rock where he was hidden, dressed in
his green-and-silver suit, and swam to the place he had seen the
mermaid go under the water.
Down, down he went, and just before he reached the bottom of the
river the mermaid turned around and saw him.
She had never seen such a beautiful big fish before and the silver
glistened and shone so in the moonlight that the mermaid was filled
with envy.
“Oh, beautiful fish, tell me where you got your shining coat! I must
have a dress like it at once,” she said, swimming along beside Nicko.
“I will tell you, beautiful mermaid, willingly, and I will bring you a
dress of wonderful brightness,” said Nicko, “if you will tell me how the
people who live in the river town can get rid of the ogre you sing to
every night.”
The mermaid no longer smiled when she heard this; her face
looked sad and unhappy.
“That can never be done; for the way to be rid of the ogre is
beyond my power, although I know the secret,” answered the
mermaid; “but you cannot help me.”
“Well, if I cannot help you, at least tell me how it could be brought
about that the river folk could be rid of their trouble.”
“A mortal must come to this river and live here,” said the mermaid.
“And he must marry me. Now you see how impossible it is for any
one to learn the rest of the secret, for who would marry a mermaid
and live at the bottom of the river?”
Nicko had fallen in love with the pretty mermaid at first sight, and
when he heard this he said: “Show me your home, pretty maid.
Perhaps I can help you, even if I am only a fish.”
To the very bottom of the river the mermaid took Nicko, and when
they stood on the white sand before her home of crystal Nicko said:
 “Mermaid, I love you! Behold your mortal lover. Will you be my
wife?”
As he spoke he threw off the green-and-silver costume he wore,
and there stood the mortal who had come to woo her.
The pretty little mermaid blushed and hung her head. “I did not
know; I could never have guessed you were a mortal,” she
stammered.
“Of course you couldn’t,” said Nicko, almost forgetting why he was
there, he was so very much in love with the pretty creature. “Now
where shall I find your father?” he asked.
The little mermaid clapped her tiny hands, and from under the rock
came many little silver-colored fish, swimming all around her.
“Run quickly and tell the dolphin to find Father Neptune,” said the
mermaid.
Soon the water began to roll and tumble about, and Nicko saw
swimming toward them two sea-horses drawing a chariot in which
stood a man carrying in one hand a curious and big three-pronged
fork.
“He is Father Neptune,” said the mermaid. “Ask him for me if you
wish.”
“Well, young mortal, what do you wish here at the bottom of my
river?” asked Father Neptune.
At first Nicko did not know what to say, for Father Neptune was
very big and stern-looking; but when he saw the little mermaid swim
up to him and lean her head against his shoulder he took courage
and spoke.
“I wish to marry your daughter,” he said, “and live at the bottom of
the river.”
Father Neptune began to smile. “The spell is broken for you, my
dear,” he said to the little mermaid, “and I am glad. I would have
helped you before this if I could, but it was not in my power.
 “She is yours, mortal youth,” said Neptune. “I pronounce you man
and wife. And now we will see what can be done to get rid of that
awful ogre on the bank of the river. He has bothered me so much, I
shall be glad to have him gone.”
“Now we are married,” said the mermaid to Nicko, “I can tell you I
am not a mermaid at all, but a king’s daughter who was changed into
a mermaid to sing for the ogre because my father did not invite the
dreadful ogre to a feast at his palace one night.
“The ogre cast a spell over me which could be broken only when a
mortal should come to the bottom of the river and ask me to marry
him, which the ogre thought never could happen.
“Now it is my turn to have the ogre changed into another form, and
if Father Neptune will consent I will ask the old forest witch to change
him into a big rock in the middle of the river.”
“Very well, my dear,” said Father Neptune, “a big rock will be an
addition to my river, and when I run in here to rest my sea-horses will
have a place to play and my dolphins a place to sit.”
“Good-by, Father Neptune,” said the mermaid. “I shall no longer
wear this form after to-night, for when I touch the land I shall be a
mortal again.”
“I will take you to the shore,” said Father Neptune; “jump in, both
of you.” It took only a minute for the sea-horses to dash to the top of
the river, and another for them to bring the chariot to the bank of the
river near the forest.
Nicko jumped out and lifted the little mermaid to the ground, which
she no sooner touched than before him stood a beautiful young girl
on two dainty feet.
When he looked around Father Neptune was gone and the
Princess (for we must call her so now) said: “We must hurry to the
witch and tell her before sunrise, or the ogre will have another day in
which to bother the river-town people.”
When the old witch saw the Princess she began to laugh. “Ha-ha!”
she said. “Now the ogre will be in my power. Leave him to me, my
dear. I will change him into any shape you wish.”
The Princess told her she wished him changed into a huge rock to
be placed in the middle of the river.
“Come along, my pretties; you shall see it done,” said the old
witch, clapping her hands as she spoke.
Up from behind the cave jumped a big broomstick, and on it
hopped the witch and the Princess and Nicko, and off they flew to
the place where the ogre sat fishing by the river.
When they were near enough for the old witch to touch him with
her crooked cane she leaned over and tapped him on the head and
said:

“In the middle of the river,

To dwell there forever,
A rock you shall be
So all folks may see.”

A peal of thunder that shook the woods around was heard, and
then a loud splash.
When the mist of the splashing water cleared Nicko and the
Princess saw a huge black rock in the middle of the river, and the
next thing they knew they were flying through the air with the old
witch again.
“Here is your home, Princess,” said the witch at last. “They will be
waiting for you and your husband, for I sent word you had been
rescued, and a feast is being made in honor of your marriage.”
Before Nicko or his bride could thank the witch she was far above
their heads and flying away.
The King and the Queen were overjoyed to have their daughter
again and gave Nicko such a welcome that he quite forgot his home
by the river and never returned.
But this did not matter, as he was an orphan, but no one thought of
him as being the cause of the ogre’s disappearance. The people in
the river town knew the ogre had gone, and they cared not who
brought it about.
Nicko and the Princess lived happily ever after, and one day
became the King and Queen in the country where they lived.
 THE GINGERBREAD ROCK
nce there lived near a forest a little boy named Hans and his
O sister, whose name was Lisbeth.
Their parents had died when they were tiny and their uncle had
taken them because he thought they could do all the work and so
save the money he would have to pay for a servant.
But this uncle was a miser and gave Hans and Lisbeth very little to
eat, so very little that often they went to bed very hungry.
One night when they were more hungry than usual, for they had
worked hard all day, Hans whispered from his cot in one corner of
the room: “Lisbeth, let us get up and go into the woods. It is bright
moonlight and we may be able to find some berries. I am so hungry I
cannot go to sleep.”
So out of the house they went, making sure their uncle was sound
asleep, and soon they were running along the path through the
woods.
Suddenly Hans stopped and drew Lisbeth back of a tree. “Look!”
he said, in a whisper, “there is smoke coming from the side of that
great rock.”
 Lisbeth looked and, sure enough, a tiny curling smoke was coming
from a little opening in the rock.
Very cautiously the children crept up to the rock and Hans stood
on tiptoe and sniffed at the smoke.
“It is a pipe,” he whispered into Lisbeth’s ear. “Some one is inside
the rock, smoking.”
“No one could live inside a rock,” said Lisbeth, creeping closer and
standing on a stone that she, too, might sniff at the curling smoke.
Lisbeth became curious when she discovered it was the smoke
from a pipe. “You could boost me, Hans,” she said, “and I could peep
in and see if some one is inside.”
Hans told her he did not think it was nice to peek, but Lisbeth told
him it was very different from peeking into a house, and so Hans
boosted her, for he was just as curious as his sister.
Lisbeth grasped the edge of the opening in the big rock with both
her little hands, when, to the surprise of both children, it crumbled
and Lisbeth lost her balance.
Over went both of them on the soft moss, and when they sat up
Lisbeth held something in both her little hands.
“It’s cake!” she said, with wide open eyes. “No; it is gingerbread!”
she corrected, as she tasted it.
And, sure enough, it was gingerbread; the rock, instead of being
stone, was all gingerbread.
Hans and Lisbeth forgot the smoke and their curiosity in the joy of
their discovery, and soon both of them were eating as fast as they
could big pieces of the Gingerbread Rock.
Hans and Lisbeth were not greedy children. So when they had
satisfied their hunger they ran off home without taking even a piece
of the gingerbread with them to eat the next day.
They were soon in bed and asleep, and if each had not told to the
other the same story the next morning they would have been sure
they had dreamed it all.
 The next night they were hungry, as usual, and when the moon
was well up in the sky out they crept again and ran into the woods.
But this time there was no curling smoke to guide them, and they
tried several rocks before they found the gingerbread. For, strange to
say, the place they had broken away did not show at all and there
were so many rocks the children could not find it.
But at last Hans cried out with joy, “Here it is, Lisbeth!” and held up
a big piece of gingerbread he had broken off.
Lisbeth, in her hurry to get a piece, broke off much more than she
intended, and, to the surprise of both children, a big opening was
made, large enough for them to step through.
“Perhaps we may find out where the smoke came from,” said
Lisbeth, suddenly remembering the smoke they had seen the night
before.
Eating as they went, both of them stepped inside the rock and
walked into a big room where, by the table, sat an old man asleep.
His glasses had tumbled off his nose and the pipe he had been
smoking was on the floor beside him, where it had tumbled. His lamp
had gone out and his paper had slipped from his hand.
Lisbeth and Hans looked at him and then at the gingerbread they
held. “It is his house,” said Hans.
“And we are eating it up! What shall we do?” asked Lisbeth,
looking very much frightened.
“Better wake him up and tell him,” said Hans, “and perhaps he will
let us bake some more and mend the place we have broken.”
“I’ll pick up his paper and pipe and brush up the ashes,” said tidy
little Lisbeth, “and you light his lamp, and perhaps he will forgive us
when we tell him we did not know it was his house we were eating.”
But instead of being cross when he awoke, the old man smiled at
them and asked, “Did you eat all you wanted of the gingerbread?”
Hans told him they were very sorry and that they did not know any
one lived inside when they ate the gingerbread.
 “We will bake you some more and patch the place we made,” said
Lisbeth.
“Right through that door you will find the kitchen,” said the old
man. “Run along, if you like, and bake it.”
And such a kitchen as Hans and Lisbeth found, for Hans went
along, you may be sure, to fix the fire for his sister!
The shelves and cupboards were filled with flour and butter and
eggs and milk and cream and meat and pies, cookies, puddings, but
no gingerbread.
“We will get breakfast first for the man,” said Lisbeth, “for I am sure
he must be hungry and it is growing light. Look out the window.”
To Hans’s surprise there was a window. Then he saw a door, and
when he looked out he found they were in a pretty white house with
green blinds and not a rock, as he had supposed.
Hans and Lisbeth became so interested in cooking they quite
forgot their own home or the unkind uncle who almost starved them,
and when the breakfast was ready they put it on the table beside the
old man.
“I thought you would like your breakfast,” explained Lisbeth, “and
now we will make the gingerbread and repair your house.”
“After breakfast you may, if you like,” said the old man, “but first
both of you must eat with me.”
My, how Hans and Lisbeth did eat, for while Lisbeth had cooked
only ham and eggs enough for the old man’s breakfast, there
seemed to be quite enough for them all.
And while they are eating we will see what the miser uncle was
doing, for he had called the children at break of day and they were
not to be found.
It happened that the ground was damp and the uncle saw the
prints of their feet from the door to the road and along the road to the
path in the woods, and then the soft leaves and moss did not show
where they went.
 Thinking they had run away and gone into the woods, their uncle
hurried along, calling their names at the top of his voice.
As he came near the Gingerbread Rock the children heard him
and began to tremble. “It is uncle,” said Hans. “He will be very angry
because we have not done our work.”
“Sit still,” said the old man as the children started to leave the
table, and, taking his pipe, the old man sat down under a little
opening like a tiny window and began to smoke.
Soon the children could hear their uncle climbing up outside, and
they knew he had seen the smoke just as they had the night before,
and was trying to look in.
Then they heard him tumble just as Lisbeth had when the
Gingerbread Rock broke off in her hands, and they knew he had
discovered it was good to eat, for all was still for a few minutes.
Nothing was heard again for a long time, and then the sound of
some one breaking off big pieces was heard, and when Hans and
Lisbeth climbed up, as the old man told them to do, and looked out
of the opening they saw their uncle with a shovel and a wheelbarrow.
He was breaking off big pieces of gingerbread and filling the
barrow as fast as he could.
But when he had filled it he could not move it, for it was no longer
gingerbread, but stone he had to carry.
The old man motioned to the children to keep quiet, and he
opened a door they had not noticed and went out.
Just what he said the children never knew. But they soon found
out that instead of being poor, as they had thought, their miser uncle
had taken all the silver and gold their parents had left and hidden it in
his cellar under the stones.
The miser uncle disappeared and was never seen again, and the
old man, who was really a wizard, told them where to go and what to
do with their wealth. So they were happy ever after.
 Of course, they never forgot the Gingerbread Rock or the kind old
man. But because he was a wizard they knew they would never see
him again, for fairies and witches and wizards are all enchanted and
disappear in a very strange manner.
“Our good fortune came to us because we tried to be kind to the
old man, I am sure,” said Hans one day, when they were talking
about the Gingerbread Rock.
“Yes, and because we wanted to repair the damage we had done
he knew we did not mean to do any harm,” said Lisbeth; “but I shall
never eat gingerbread again without thinking of him.”
“Nor I,” said Hans.
 PRINCE ROUL’S BRIDE

O
nce upon a time in a far-off land there lived by an ocean an ogre
and his wife.
Their home was a cave in a big white rock which was so white it
shone like a light even in the darkest night, and many a ship had
thought it a harbor in a storm and been wrecked by the shore where
the ogre lived.
And this was the way he lived, because the ships carried rich
cargoes and the ogre lost no time in helping himself to all that he
could find, while the sailors were glad to escape in lifeboats when
they saw the dreadful-looking ogre, who was so big and strong he
could lift a ship.
In the same country, miles and miles away from the ogre’s cave,
lived a rich king, who had a son named Roul, and one day while the
Prince was out hunting he passed in the woods a cabin where lived
a poor girl named Leta.
But while Leta was very poor she was also very pretty, and as the
Prince rode past he saw her at the window and raised his plumed
hat and smiled.
 The next day Prince Roul again rode to the woods and this time he
did not pass Leta’s cabin. He stopped his horse in front of her door
and asked for a drink of water.
He had thought Leta pretty through the window, but when he
beheld her this time he completely lost his heart, and day after day
he went to the cottage and talked to pretty Leta.
After a while the King told his son it was time he was looking for a
wife, as he wanted to see him married before he died and know that
his wife was worthy to be a queen.
So the King gave a feast which lasted for weeks, and princesses
from far and near were asked that Prince Roul might choose for
himself a wife, for, as I said before, the King was very rich and all the
kings in the other countries were anxious, of course, to have Prince
Roul for a son-in-law.
But Prince Roul did not choose a wife from among the beautiful
princesses, for he was already in love with pretty Leta, and while he
knew full well his father would never give his consent to their
marriage, he was determined he would wed no one else.
On the last day of the feast the King told him he would have to
choose. “You have before you the beautiful women of the land,” said
the King. “Make your choice at once, and the wedding shall take
place this night.”
“Father, you have not brought to me the most beautiful woman in
the world,” replied Prince Roul. “If you had I should have asked her
to be my wife before this.”
“What do you mean?” asked the King. “All the princesses in the
land are here.”
“Ah yes, that is true,” replied the Prince, “but the most beautiful
woman in the world is not a princess, as you think of them, but she is
a Princess for all that. Father, she is the Princess of my heart and I
cannot marry any other woman.”
Then the King made the Prince tell him who she was that he loved
so dearly, and when he learned Leta was a poor girl who lived in the
woods close by, he was very angry and told the Prince he should
never wed her.
All the beautiful princesses were sent home, and the angry King
called his servants to him and commanded that they should go to the
woods and find this girl who had upset his plans for his son.
“Find her and chase her out of the woods; drive her into another
land where the Prince will never find her,” he told them.
But the King had forgotten one very important thing, and that was
his son, for he should have made him a prisoner before he gave
such an order. This he did not do, and Prince Roul, who overheard
what his father had said, lost no time in jumping on his horse and
making his way to the woods ahead of the servants of the King.
“Jump up behind me,” he said to Leta when she came out of the
cabin, and away they rode, the feet of Prince Roul’s horse scarcely
touching the ground as they fled.
The King’s servants were not long in discovering that the Prince
had outwitted them, but they gave chase and away they went
through the woods, while poor frightened little Leta clung to the
Prince, wondering what it was all about.
On and on they rode, but to Leta clinging to her lover, it seemed
they flew over the ground and through the woods. She could see the
bright trimmings of the servants’ coats glistening in the sun, and she
knew they were gaining on them.
By this time Prince Roul had told her that his father, the King, had
tried to make him marry a princess, but that he would marry no one
but the girl he loved and that was herself.
When Leta heard this she was more frightened than ever, for she
knew now that she was the cause of all this trouble and that the
servants must be chasing them to take Roul from her.
Leta put her hand to her breast. Yes; it was there—the little paper
with the powder a fairy had given her a long time ago, because Leta
had left a beautiful rose on its stem she was about to pick when she
discovered a little fairy sleeping inside the rose.
 “If you ever are in trouble, open this paper and throw the powder
around you,” the fairy had told her. “It will protect you from all harm.”
Leta had never before needed protection, and she was not
thinking so much of herself now as of her lover, wondering what the
King would do if he did not obey him.
Just then the horse on which they were riding came to a full stop
with such force that Leta was thrown to the ground and the next
thing she knew over the side of a cliff leaped the horse with the
Prince on his back.
The ocean was below, but before the horse and his rider had
reached it Leta drew from her dress the magic powder and threw it
over the cliff.
“Make the ocean dry,” she screamed as she threw the powder,
and, to her surprise, as she threw it over she went, too, and the next
instant she stood beside Prince Roul on dry land before a beautiful
white castle and the ocean was miles away.
The cliff over which they had gone was the white rock where the
ogre and the ogress lived, but when Leta threw the powder she had
also summoned the little fairy who had given it to her and she had
changed the big white cave into a castle.
When the King’s servants came dashing up to the cliff they saw
nothing of the Prince or his horse, and the bottom of the cliff was so
far below that they felt sure they had been destroyed, and they rode
home to the King with the sad news.
The King’s grief was deep and bitter, for he really loved his son
very much, and now when it was too late he cried out that he wished
he had let the Prince marry the girl he loved; if only he had him alive
that would be all he would ask.
The little fairy did not make herself visible to either Leta or the
Prince, but if they could have seen with fairy eyes they would have
seen the fairy flying ahead of them into the castle, touching
everything with her magic wand as she went.
 When Leta entered the door, which was open, for they had called
and no one answered, she stood spellbound by what she saw.
The long white marble hall had a floor of silver and marble and the
doors were silver also.
The Prince, who was used to beautiful things, was quite surprised
at all the splendor, too.
Opening a big silver door, they entered a room hung with silver
and deep-blue curtains, and on a silver table Leta saw a big white
envelop. When she looked at it she read her own name.
Wondering who could have left it, she opened it and read:
“Princess Leta, this is your castle; it is the gift of the fairies who love
roses.”
“Your father will not object now to having me for the wife of his
son,” she said, with a blush, as she gave the note to the Prince, and
then they ran like two happy children through the beautiful castle that
had come to them so strangely.
In the deep dungeons under the castle they found all the wealth
that the ogre had taken from the ships, and after they had become
used to their new home they gave it all to the poor, and so the ogre’s
stolen wealth did not help him, and while it could not be given back
to those who had lost it, it did much good.
And what became of the old ogre and his wife, you are wondering.
I will tell you. When the fairy changed the cave into a castle she
changed the ogre and ogress into two big silver statues in the big
hall, one at each end, like huge mummies, holding a big light in their
hands, which lighted the long hall of the castle.
Then one day Prince Roul and Princess Leta rode away to the
palace of the old King, and when he saw his son he wept for joy and
hugged him to his heart, and Leta’s pretty face won the old King’s
heart at once, so they all lived happily ever after.
But while the old King wanted them to make the palace their
home, Prince Roul and Leta could not give up their white castle by
the sea, so part of the year they lived in the white castle, and when
Prince Roul grew old and his grandchildren begged for a story, the
King told them of Prince Roul’s bride and the wonderful leap they
took over the cliff which forms the back of the castle.
 SUNEV

T
here was once a poor peasant and his wife who had a very
beautiful daughter named Sunev. So beautiful was she that her
hair rivaled the sun in its golden brightness. Her eyes were like
the blue sky and her lips were so red that the roses beheld her with
envy. Her skin was so white and fair that the winter snow was not
whiter. Her teeth were like the pearls. And when an old witch named
Zitna, who lived in the forest near by, saw Sunev one day she
became enraged because she was more beautiful than her own
daughter.
Witch Zitna had thought till then that her own daughter was the
most beautiful creature in the world, for the witch child was as dark
as Sunev was fair, and Witch Zitna wished the Prince of Esor, who
was looking for a wife, to wed her.
She knew that the Prince had sent out his servants far and near to
look for the most beautiful lady in the country for his wife, and if
Sunev were brought before the Prince of Esor her daughter would
never be chosen.
There was only one thing to do, and that was to entice the lovely
Sunev into the forest and there change her into the shape of an
animal and leave her to her fate.