44 the rose without prickles, a tale. Sept. tt. 
céived a flat denial, he was convinced he could not 
succeed in his intention by intreaties, and sent them 
a present. They returned him thanks,—sent his 
present back, and ordered to tell him that they were 
in want of nothing. 
The Han, obstinate and fixedin his resolution, consi- 
dered what was to be done? It came into his head to 
drefs himself in tattered clothes ; and he sat down at 
the gate of the garden, as if he were asick old man ; 
and he begged alms of the pafsengers. The Czaro- 
witz happened that day to take a walk in the gar- 
den; and observing that a certain old man sat at the 
gate, sent to afk who the old man was? They re- 
turned with answer that he was a sick beggar. 
Ivan, like a boy pofsefsed of much curiosity, alked 
leave to look at the sick beggar. The matrons to 
pacify Ivan, told him that there was nothing to be 
seen; and that he might send the beggar alms. Ivan 
wilhed to give the money himsclf, and ran off. The 
attendants ran after him; but the faster they ran, 
the faster the child set out, and got witbout the 
gate. Having run up to the feigned beggar, his 
foot catched a stone, and he fell upon his face. The 
beggar sprung up,—took the child under his arm, and 
set a running down the hill. A gilded rospoofki, (a 
kind of cart with four wheels,) trimmed with vel- 
vet, stood there:—he got on the rospoofki, and galloped 
away with the Czarwitz into the desert. 
When the guardians had run up to the gate, they 
found neither beggar nor child; nor did they s-e any 
traces of them. Indeed there was no road at the place 
where the Han went down the hill. Sitting on the ros- 
poofki, he held the Czarowitz before him with one 
