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the possibility exist of such a discord between constitution and its natural outcome! Life and law cannot be so<br />

at variance that perfection must be gained by thwarting development! But the growth of the Little Ones WAS<br />

arrested! something interfered with it: what was it? Lona seemed the eldest of them, yet not more than fifteen,<br />

and had been long in charge of a multitude, in semblance and mostly in behaviour merest children, who<br />

regarded her as their mother! Were they growing at all? I doubted it. Of time they had scarcely the idea; of<br />

their own age they knew nothing! Lona herself thought she had lived always! Full of wisdom and empty of<br />

knowledge, she was at once their Love and their Law! But what seemed to me her ignorance might in truth be<br />

my own lack of insight! Her one anxiety plainly was, that her Little Ones should not grow, and change into<br />

bad giants! Their "good giant" was bound to do his best for them: without more knowledge of their nature,<br />

and some knowledge of their history, he could do nothing, and must therefore leave them! They would only<br />

be as they were before; they had in no way become dependent on me; they were still my protectors, I was not<br />

theirs; my presence but brought them more in danger of their idiotic neighbours! I longed to teach them many<br />

things: I must first understand more of those I would teach! Knowledge no doubt made bad people worse, but<br />

it must make good people better! I was convinced they would learn mathematics; and might they not be<br />

taught to write down the dainty melodies they murmured and forgot?<br />

The conclusion was, that I must rise and continue my travels, in the hope of coming upon some elucidation of<br />

the fortunes and destiny of the bewitching little creatures.<br />

My design, however, would not so soon have passed into action, but for what now occurred.<br />

To prepare them for my temporary absence, I was one day telling them while at work that I would long ago<br />

have left the bad giants, but that I loved the Little Ones so much−−when, as by one accord, they came rushing<br />

and crowding upon me; they scrambled over each other and up the tree and dropped on my head, until I was<br />

nearly smothered. With three very little ones in my arms, one on each shoulder clinging to my neck, one<br />

standing straight up on my head, four or five holding me fast by the legs, others grappling my body and arms,<br />

and a multitude climbing and descending upon these, I was helpless as one overwhelmed by lava. Absorbed<br />

in the merry struggle, not one of them saw my tyrant coming until he was almost upon me. With just one cry<br />

of "Take care, good giant!" they ran from me like mice, they dropped from me like hedgehogs, they flew<br />

from me up the tree like squirrels, and the same moment, sharp round the stem came the bad giant, and dealt<br />

me such a blow on the head with a stick that I fell to the ground. The children told me afterwards that they<br />

sent him "such a many bumps of big apples and stones" that he was frightened, and ran blundering home.<br />

When I came to myself it was night. Above me were a few pale stars that expected the moon. I thought I was<br />

alone. My head ached badly, and I was terribly athirst.<br />

I turned wearily on my side. The moment my ear touched the ground, I heard the gushing and gurgling of<br />

water, and the soft noises made me groan with longing. At once I was amid a multitude of silent children, and<br />

delicious little fruits began to visit my lips. They came and came until my thirst was gone.<br />

Then I was aware of sounds I had never heard there before; the air was full of little sobs.<br />

I tried to sit up. A pile of small bodies instantly heaped itself at my back. Then I struggled to my feet, with<br />

much pushing and pulling from the Little Ones, who were wonderfully strong for their size.<br />

"You must go away, good giant," they said. "When the bad giants see you hurt, they will all trample on you."<br />

"I think I must," I answered.<br />

"Go and grow strong, and come again," they said.<br />

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