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Well, at last the first chapters of Richard's story were ready. As you can guess, Gwen and Ted were impatient to hear all about it. "And." said Gwen "I hope it will be worth listening to." “You wait and see." replied Richard, as he commenced the first pages. "Are you ready?” "Of course." said Gwen. "Do get on with it.”

"Many years ago," react Richard, “when the moon was full, a Troubadour sat at the edge of the forest playing and singing. Away across the country a stately castle arose from its battlements.” ' Gracious!” exclaimed Gwen. "What was he singing for?” “He was singing to lure a little Prince to him," said Richard. "But the Prince couldn't hear him that far away.” said Gwen. "Oh yes. he could. The Troubadour happened to be a magician.”

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Nelson Evening Mail, Volume LXXII, 31 December 1938, Page 13

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Well, at last the first chapters of Richard's story were ready. As you can guess, Gwen and Ted were impatient to hear all about it. "And." said Gwen "I hope it will be worth listening to." “You wait and see." replied Richard, as he commenced the first pages. "Are you ready?” "Of course." said Gwen. "Do get on with it.” "Many years ago," react Richard, “when the moon was full, a Troubadour sat at the edge of the forest playing and singing. Away across the country a stately castle arose from its battlements.” ' Gracious!” exclaimed Gwen. "What was he singing for?” “He was singing to lure a little Prince to him," said Richard. "But the Prince couldn't hear him that far away.” said Gwen. "Oh yes. he could. The Troubadour happened to be a magician.” Nelson Evening Mail, Volume LXXII, 31 December 1938, Page 13

Well, at last the first chapters of Richard's story were ready. As you can guess, Gwen and Ted were impatient to hear all about it. "And." said Gwen "I hope it will be worth listening to." “You wait and see." replied Richard, as he commenced the first pages. "Are you ready?” "Of course." said Gwen. "Do get on with it.” "Many years ago," react Richard, “when the moon was full, a Troubadour sat at the edge of the forest playing and singing. Away across the country a stately castle arose from its battlements.” ' Gracious!” exclaimed Gwen. "What was he singing for?” “He was singing to lure a little Prince to him," said Richard. "But the Prince couldn't hear him that far away.” said Gwen. "Oh yes. he could. The Troubadour happened to be a magician.” Nelson Evening Mail, Volume LXXII, 31 December 1938, Page 13