The Hope of the Katzekopfs; or, The Sorrows of Selfishness. A Fairy Tale.
CHAPTER I.
The Heir and many Friends.
“This little one shall make it holy day.”
_Shakespeare._
“Unheard and unespied, Through keyholes we do glide; Over tables, stools, and shelves; We trip with our fairy elves.”
_Poole’s English Parnassus._