What❜s the Hidden Truth in Biden❜s Confidential Files? 👥📂️

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥, 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘕𝘦𝘸 𝘠𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢 “𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘵” 𝘰𝘧 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘩, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘜𝘚 𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘤 𝘴𝘺𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘮 [Main logotype Expert Modern Advice](       The Ніddеn Details in Biden's Secret Files Honestly, the specifics are irrelevant. [Неrе's the ACTUAL controversy.]( [𝘝𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘸 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘦]( Porter Stansberry Once upon a time, in a very far- country, t lived a merchant who had been so fortunate in his undertakings that he was enormously rich. As he had, however, six sons and six daughters, he found that his was not too much to let them have everything they fancied, as they were accustomed to do. But one day a most unexpected misfortune befell them. Their house caught fire and was speedily burnt to the ground, with the splendid furniture, the books, pictures, , silver, and precious goods it contained; and this was the beginning of their troubles. Their father, who had until this moment prospered in ways, suddenly lost every ship he had upon the sea, either by dint of pis, shipwreck, or fire. Then he heard that his clerks in distant countries, whom he trusted entirely, had proved unfaithful; and at last from wealth he fell into the direst poverty. that he had left was a little house in a desolate place at least a hundred leagues from the town in which he had lived, and to this he was forced to retreat with his children, who were in despair at the idea of leading such a different . Indeed, the daughters at first hoped that their friends, who had been so numerous while they were rich, would insist on their staying in their houses they no longer possessed one. But they found that they were left alone, and that their er friends even attributed their misfortunes to their own extravagance, and showed no intention of ering them any help. So nothing was left for them but to take their departure to the cottage, which stood in the midst of a dark forest, and seemed to be the most dismal place upon the face of the earth. As they were too poor to have any servants, the girls had to work hard, like peasants, and the sons, for their part, cultivated the fields to their living. Roughly clothed, and living in the simplest way, the[pg 003] girls regretted unceasingly the luxuries and amusements of their er ; the youngest tried to be brave and cheerful. She had been as sad as anyone when misfortune first overtook her father, but, recovering her natural gaiety, she set to work to make of things, to amuse her father and brothers as well as she could, and to try to persuade her sisters to join her in dancing and singing. But they would do nothing of the sort, and, because she was not as doleful as themselves, they declared that this miserable was she was fit for. But she was rey far prettier and cleverer than they were; indeed, she was so lovely that she was always ced Beauty. After two years, when they were beginning to used to their , something happened to disturb their tranquillity. Their father received the s that one of his ships, which he had believed to be lost, had come safely into port with a rich cargo. the sons and daughters at once thought that their poverty was at an end, and wanted to set out directly for the town; but their father, who was more prudent, begged them to wait a little, and, though it was harvest-time, and he could ill be spared, determined to go himself first, to make inquiries. the youngest daughter had any doubt but that they would again be as rich as they were before, or at least rich enough to live comfortably in some town w they would find amusement and gay companions once more. So they loaded their father with commissions for jewels and dresses which it would have taken a fortune to ; Beauty, feeling sure that it was of no use, did not ask for anything. Her father, noticing her silence, said: And what sh I bring , Beauty? The thing I wish for is to see you come safely, she answered. But this reply vexed her sisters, who fancied she was blaming them for having asked for such ly things. Her father, however, was d, but as he thought that at her age she certainly ought to like pretty presents, he told her to choose something. Well, dear father, she said, as you insist upon it, I beg that you will bring me a rose. I have not seen one since we came , and I love them so much. So the merchant set out and reached the town as quickly as possible, but to find that his er companions, believing him to be dead,[pg 004] had divided between them the goods which the ship had brought; and after six months of trouble and expense he found himself as poor as when he started, having been able to recover just enough to pay the of his journey. To make matters worse, he was obliged to the town in the most terrible weather, so that by the time he was within a few leagues of his he was almost exhausted with cold and fatigue. Though he k it would take some hours to through the forest, he was so anxious to be at his journey's end that he resolved to go on; but night overtook him, and the deep s and bitter frost made it impossible for his horse to carry him any further. Not a house was to be seen; the shelter he could was the hollow trunk of a tree, and t he crouched the night, which seemed to him the longest he had ever kn. In spite of his weariness the howling of the wolves kept him awake, and even when at last the day broke he was not much better , for the fing s had covered up every path, and he did not k which way to turn. At length he made out some sort of track, and though at the beginning[pg 005] it was so rough and slippery that he fell down more than once, it became easier, and led him into an avenue of trees which ended in a splendid castle. It seemed to the merchant very strange that no s had fen in the avenue, which was entirely composed of orange trees, covered with flowers and fruit. When he reached the first court of the castle he saw before him a flight of agate steps, and went up them, and passed through several splendidly furnished rooms. The pleasant warmth of the air revived him, and he felt very hungry; but t seemed to be nobody in this vast and splendid palace whom he could ask to give him something to eat. Deep silence reigned everyw, and at last, tired of roaming through empty rooms and geries, he stopped in a room smer than the rest, w a clear fire was burning and a couch was drawn up cosily close to it. Thinking that this must be prepared for someone who was expected, he sat down to wait till he should come, and very fell into a sweet sleep. When his extreme hunger wakened him after several hours, he was still alone; but a little table, upon which was a good dinner, had been drawn up close to him, and, as he had eaten nothing for twenty-four hours, he lost no time in beginning his meal, hoping that he might have an of thanking his conside entertainer, whoever it might be. But no one appeared, and even after another long sleep, from which he awoke completely refreshed, t was no sign of anybody, though a fresh meal of dainty cakes and fruit was prepared upon the little table at his elbow. Being natury timid, the silence began to terrify him, and he resolved to search once more through the rooms; but it was of no use. Not even a servant was to be seen; t was no sign of in the palace! He began to wonder what he should do, and to amuse himself by pretending that the treasures he saw were his own, and considering how he would divide them among his children. Then he went down into the garden, and though it was winter everyw else, the sun shone, and the birds sang, and the flowers bloomed, and the air was soft and sweet. The merchant, in ecstacies with he saw and heard, said to himself: this must be meant for me. I will go this minute and bring my children to share these delights. In spite of being so cold and weary when he reached the castle, he had[pg 006] taken his horse to the stable and fed it. he thought he would saddle it for his ward journey, and he turned down the path which led to the stable. This path had a hedge of roses on each side of it, and the merchant thought he had seen or smelt such exquisite flowers. They reminded him of his to Beauty, and he stopped and had just gatd one to take to her when he was startled by a strange noise behind him. Turning round, he saw a frightful Beast, which seemed to be very angry and said, in a terrible voice: Who told you that you might gather my roses? Was it not enough that I owed you to be in my palace and was kind to you? This is the way you show your gratitude, by stealing my flowers! But your insolence sh not go unpunished. The merchant, terrified by these furious words, dropped the fatal rose, and, throwing himself on his knees, cried: Pardon me, noble sir. I am truly gful to you r hospitality, which was so magnificent that I could not imagine that you would be ended by[pg 007] my taking such a little thing as a rose. But the Beast's anger was not lessened by this speech. You are very ready with excuses and flattery, he cried; but that will not you from the death you deserve. Alas! thought the merchant, if my daughter Beauty could k what danger her rose has brought me into! And in despair he began to tell the Beast his misfortunes, and the reason of his journey, not forting to mention Beauty's . A king's ransom would hardly have procured that my other daughters asked, he said; but I thought that I might at least take Beauty her rose. I beg you to forgive me, see I meant no harm. The Beast considered for a moment, and then he said, in a less furious tone: I will forgive you on one condition--that is, that you will give me one of your daughters. Ah! cried the merchant, if I were cruel enough to my own at the expense of one of my children's, what excuse could I invent to bring her ? No excuse would be necessary, answered the Beast. If she comes at she must come willingly. On no other condition will I have her. See if any one of them is courageous enough, and loves you well enough to come and your . You seem to be an honest man, so I will trust you to go . I give you a month to see if either of your daughters will come back with you and stay , to let you go . If neither of them is willing, you must come alone, after bidding them good-bye for ever, for then you will belong to me. And do not imagine that you can hide from me, for if you fail to keep your word I will come and fetch you! added the Beast grimly. The merchant accepted this proposal, though he did not rey think any of his daughters would be persuaded to come. He d to return at the time appointed, and then, anxious to escape from the presence of the Beast, he asked permission to set at once. But the Beast answered that he could not go until the next day. Then you will find a horse ready , he said. go and eat your supper, and await my orders. The poor merchant, more dead than alive, went back to his room, w[pg 008] the most delicious supper was already served on the little table which was drawn up before a blazing fire. But he was too terrified to eat, and tasted a few of the dishes, for fear the Beast should be angry if he did not obey his orders. When he had finished he heard a noise in the next room, which he k meant that the Beast was coming. As he could do nothing to escape his visit, the thing that remained was to seem as little afraid as possible; so when the Beast appeared and asked roughly if he had supped well, the merchant answered humbly that he had, thanks to his host's kindness. Then the Beast warned him to remember their agreement, and to prepare his daughter exactly for what she had to expect. Do not up to-morrow, he added, until you see the sun and hear a en bell ring. Then you will find your breakfast waiting , and the horse you are to ride will be ready in the courtyard. He will also bring you back again when you come with your daughter a month hence. Farewell. Take a rose to Beauty, and remember your ! The merchant was too glad when the Beast went away, and though he could not sleep for sadness, he lay down until the sun rose. Then, after a hasty breakfast, he went to gather Beauty's rose, and mounted his horse, which carried him so swiftly that in an he had lost sight of the palace, and he was still wrapped in gloomy thoughts when it stopped before the door of the cottage. His sons and daughters, who had been very uneasy at his long absence, rushed to meet him, eager to k the result of his journey, which, seeing him mounted upon a splendid horse and wrapped in a rich mantle, they supposed to be favorable. But he hid the truth from them at first, saying sadly to Beauty as he gave her the rose: is what you asked me to bring you; you little k what it has . But this excited their curiosity so ly that he told them his adventures from beginning to end, and then they were very unhappy. The girls lamented loudly over their lost hopes, and the sons declared that their father should not return to this terrible castle, and began to make plans for killing the Beast if it should come to fetch him. But he reminded them that he had d to go back. Then the girls were very angry[pg 009] with Beauty, and said it was her fault, and that if she had asked for something sensible this would have happened, and complained bitterly that they should have to suffer for her folly. Poor Beauty, much distressed, said to them: I have indeed caused this misfortune, but I assure you I did it innocently. Who could have guessed that to ask for a rose in the middle of summer would cause so much misery? But as I did the mischief it is just that I should suffer for it. I will tfore go back with my father to keep his . At first nobody would hear of this arrangement, and her father and brothers, who loved her dearly, declared that nothing should make them let her go; but Beauty was firm. As the time drew near she divided her little possessions between her sisters, and said good-bye to everything she loved, and when the fatal day came she encouraged and cheered her father as they mounted toher the horse which had brought him back. It seemed to fly rather than gop, but so smoothly that Beauty was not frightened; indeed, she would have enjoyed the journey if she had not feared what might happen to her at the end of it. Her father still tried to persuade her to go back, but in vain. While they were talking the night fell, and then, to their surprise, colored lights began to shine in directions, and splendid fireworks blazed out before them; the forest was illuminated by them, and even felt pleasantly warm, though it had been bitterly cold before. This lasted until they reached the avenue of orange trees, w were statues holding flaming torches, and when they got nearer to the palace they saw that it was illuminated from the roof to the ground, and music sounded softly from the courtyard. The Beast must be very hungry, said Beauty, trying to laugh, if he makes this rejoicing over the arrival of his prey. But, in spite of her anxiety, she could not help admiring the things she saw. The horse stopped at the foot of the flight of steps leading to the terrace, and when they had dismounted her father led her to the little room he had been in before, w they found a splendid fire burning, and the table daintily spread with a delicious supper. The merchant k that this was meant for them, and Beauty, who was rather less frightened that she had passed through so many rooms[pg 010] and seen nothing of the Beast, was quite willing to begin, for her long ride had made her very hungry. But they had hardly finished their meal when the noise of the Beast's footsteps was heard approaching, and Beauty clung to her father in terror, which became the er when she saw how frightened he was. But when the Beast rey appeared, though she trembled at the sight of him, she made a effort to hide her horror, and saluted him respectfully. This evidently d the Beast. After looking at her he said, in a tone that might have struck terror into the boldest heart, though he did not seem to be angry:     I am d with you, said the Beast. As you have come of your own accord, you may stay. As , old man, he added, turning to the merchant, at sunrise to-morrow you will take your departure. When the bell rings up quickly and eat your breakfast, and you will find the same horse waiting to take you ; but remember that you must expect to see my palace again. Then turning to Beauty, he said: Take your father into the next room, and help him to choose everything you think your brothers and sisters would like to have. You will find two traveling-trunks t; fill them as full as you can. It is just that you should send them something very precious as a remembrance of yourself. Then he went away, after saying, Good-bye, Beauty; good-bye, old man; and though Beauty was beginning to think with dismay of her father's departure, she was afraid to disobey the Beast's orders; and they went into the next room, which had shelves and cupboards round it. They were ly surprised at the riches it contained. T were splendid dresses fit for a queen, with the ornts that were to be worn with them; and when Beauty opened the cupboards she was quite dazzled by the gorgeous jewels that lay in heaps upon every shelf.[pg 011] After choosing a vast quantity, which she divided between her sisters--for she had made a heap of the dresses for each of them---she opened the last chest, which was full of . I think, father, she said, that, as the will be more useful to you, we had better take out the other things again, and fill the trunks with it. So they did this; but the more they put in, the more room t seemed to be, and at last they put back the jewels and dresses they had taken out, and Beauty even added as many more of the jewels as she could carry at once; and then the trunks were not too full, but they were so heavy that an elephant could not have carried them! The Beast was mocking us, cried the merchant; he must have pretended to give us these things, king that I could not carry them away. Let us wait and see, answered Beauty. I cannot believe that he meant to deceive us. we can do is to fasten them up and them ready. So they did this and returned to the little room, w, to their astonishment, they found breakfast ready. The merchant ate his with a good appetite, as the Beast's generosity made him believe that he might perhaps venture to come back and see Beauty. But she felt sure that her father was leaving her for ever, so she was very sad when the bell rang sharply for the second time, and warned them that the time was come for them to part. They went down into the courtyard, w two horses were waiting, one loaded with the two trunks, the other for him to ride. They were pawing the ground in their impatience to start, and the merchant was forced to bid Beauty a hasty farewell; and as as he was mounted he went at such a pace that she lost sight of him in an . Then Beauty began to cry, and wandered sadly back to her own room. But she found that she was very sleepy, and as she had nothing better to do she lay down and ly fell asleep. And then she dreamed that she was walking by a brook bordered with trees, and lamenting her sad fate, when a young prince, handsomer than anyone she had ever seen, and with a voice that went straight to her heart, came and said to her, Ah, Beauty! you are not so unfortunate as you suppose. you will be rewarded for you have suffered elsew. Your every wish sh be gratified. try to find me out, no matter how I may be[pg 012] disguised, as I love you dearly, and in making me happy you will find your own happiness. Be as true-hearted as you are beautiful, and we sh have nothing left to wish for. What can I do, Prince, to make you happy? said Beauty. be gful, he answered, and do not trust too much to your eyes. And, above , do not desert me until you have d me from my cruel misery. After this she thought she found herself in a room with a stately and beautiful lady, who said to her: Dear Beauty, try not to regret you have left behind you, are destined to a better fate. do not let yourself be deceived by appearances. Beauty found her dreams so interesting that she was in no hurry to awake, but the clock roused her by cing her softly twelve times, and then she got up and found her dressing-table set out with everything she could possibly want; and when her toilet was finished she found dinner was waiting in the room next to hers. But dinner does not take very long when you are by yourself, and very she sat down cosily in the corner of a sofa, and began to think about the charming Prince she had seen in her dream. He said I could make him happy, said Beauty to herself. It seems, then, that this horrible Beast keeps him a prisoner. How can I set him ? I wonder why they both told me not to trust to appearances? I don't understand it. But, after , it was a dream, so why should I trouble myself about it? I had better go and find something to do to amuse myself. So she got up and began to explore some of the many rooms of the palace. The first she entered was lined with mirrors, and Beauty saw herself reflected on every side, and thought she had seen such a charming room. Then a bracelet which was hanging from a chandelier caught her eye, and on taking it down she was ly surprised to find that it held a portrait of her unkn admirer, just as she had seen him in her dream. With delight she slipped the bracelet on her arm, and went on into a gery of pictures, w she found a portrait of the same handsome Prince, as large as , and so well painted that as she studied it he seemed to smile kindly at her. Tearing herself away from the portrait at last, she passed through into a room which contained every musical instrument under the sun, and she amused herself for a long while in trying some of them, and singing until she was tired. The next room was a library, and she saw everything she had ever wanted to read, as well as everything she had read, and it seemed to her that a whole time would not be enough even to read the s of the books, t were so many. By this time it was growing dusk, and wax candles in diamond and ruby candlesticks were beginning to light themselves in every room. Beauty found her supper served just at the time she preferred to have it, but she did not see anyone or hear a sound, and, though her father had warned her that she would be alone, she began to find it rather dull. But she heard the Beast coming, and wondered tremblingly if he meant to eat her up . However, as he did not seem at ferocious, and said gruffly: Good-evening, Beauty, she answered cheerfully and managed to conceal her terror. Then the Beast asked her how she had been amusing herself, and she told him the rooms she had seen. Then he asked if she thought she could be happy in his palace; and Beauty answered that everything was so beautiful that she would be very[pg 014] hard to if she could not be happy. And after about an hour's talk Beauty began to think that the Beast was not nearly so terrible as she had supposed at first. Then he got up to her, and said in his gruff voice: Good-night, Beast, very glad to find that her refusal had not provoked him. And after he was gone she was very in bed and asleep, and dreaming of her unkn Prince. She thought he came and said to her: Ah, Beauty! why are you so unkind to me? I fear I am fated to be unhappy for many a long day still. And then her dreams changed, but the charming Prince figured in them ; and when morning came her first thought was to look at the portrait and see if it was rey like him, and she found that it certainly was. This morning she decided to amuse herself in the garden, for the sun shone, and the fountains were playing; but she was astonished to find that every place was familiar to her, and she came to the brook w the myrtle trees were growing w she had first met the Prince in her dream, and that made her think more than ever that he must be kept a prisoner by the Beast. When she was tired she went back to the palace, and found a room full of materials for every kind of work--ribbons to make into bows, and silks to work into flowers. Then t was an aviary full of rare birds, which were so tame that they flew to Beauty as as they saw her, and perched upon her shoulders and her head. Pretty little creatures, she said, how I wish that your cage was nearer to my room, that I might often hear you sing! So saying she opened a door, and found to her delight that it led into her own room, though she had thought it was quite the other side of the palace. T were more birds in a room farther on, parrots and cockatoos that could talk, and they greeted Beauty by ; indeed, she found them so entertaining that she took one or two back to her room, and they talked to her while she was at supper; after which the Beast paid her his usual visit, and asked the same questions as before, and then with a gruff good-night he took his departure, and Beauty went to bed to dream of her mysterious Prince. The days passed swiftly in different amusements, and after a while Beauty found out another strange thing in the palace, which often d her when she was tired of being alone. T was one room which she had not noticed particularly; it was empty, except that under each of the windows stood a very comfortable chair; and the first time she had looked out of the window it had seemed to her that a black curtain prevented her from seeing anything outside. But the second time she went into the room, happening to be tired, she sat down in one of the chairs, when ly the curtain was rolled aside, and a most amusing pantomime was acted before her; t were dances and colored lights, and music, and pretty dresses, and it was so gay that Beauty was in ecstacies. After that she tried the other seven windows in turn, and t was some and surprising entertainment to be seen from each of them, so that Beauty could feel lonely any more. Every evening after supper the Beast came to see her, and always before saying good-night asked her in his terrible voice: Beauty, will you marry me? And it seemed to Beauty, she understood him better, that when she said, No, Beast, he went away quite sad. But her happy dreams of the handsome young Prince made her for the poor Beast, and the thing that at disturbed her was to be constantly told to distrust appearances, to let her heart guide her, and not her eyes, and many other equy perplexing things, which, consider as she would, she could not understand. So everything went on for a long time, until at last, happy as she was, Beauty began to long for the sight of her father and her brothers and sisters; and one night, seeing her look very sad, the Beast asked her what was the matter. Beauty had quite ceased to be afraid of him. she k that he was rey gentle in spite of his ferocious looks and his dreadful voice. So she answered that she was longing to see her once more. Upon hearing this the Beast seemed sadly distressed, and cried miserably. Ah! Beauty, have you the heart to desert an unhappy Beast like this? What more do you want to make you happy? Is it The Beast, who had been sighing dolefully while she spoke, replied: I cannot refuse you anything you ask, even though it should me my . Take the four boxes you will find in the room next to your own, and fill them with everything you wish to take with you. But remember your and come back when the two months are over, or you may have cause to repent it, for if you do not come in good time you will find your faithful Beast dead. You will not need any chariot to bring you back. say good-bye to your brothers and sisters the night before you come away, and when you have gone to bed turn this ring round upon your finger and say firmly: 'I wish to go back to my palace and see my[pg 017] Beast again.' Good-night, Beauty. Fear nothing, sleep peacefully, and before long you sh see your father once more. As as Beauty was alone she hastened to fill the boxes with the rare and precious things she saw about her, and when she was tired of heaping things into them did they seem to be full. Then she went to bed, but could hardly sleep for joy. And when at last she did begin to dream of her beloved Prince she was grieved to see him stretched upon a grassy sad and weary, and hardly like himself. What is the matter? she cried. But he looked at her reproachfully, and said: How can you ask me, cruel one? Are you not leaving me to my death perhaps? Ah! don't be so sorrowful, cried Beauty; I am going to assure my father that I am safe and happy. I have d the Beast faithfully that I will come back, and he would die of grief if I did not keep my word! What would that matter to you? said the Prince. Surely you would not care? Indeed I should be ungful if I did not care for such a kind Beast, cried Beauty indignantly. I would die to him from pain. I assure you it is not his fault that he is so ugly. Just then a strange sound woke her--someone was speaking not very far away; and opening her eyes she found herself in a room she had seen before, which was certainly not nearly so splendid as those she was used to in the Beast's palace. W could she be? She got up and dressed hastily, and then saw that the boxes she had packed the night before were in the room. While she was wondering by what magic the Beast had transported them and herself to this strange place she suddenly heard her father's voice, and rushed out and greeted him joyfully. Her brothers and sisters were astonished at her appearance, as they had expected to see her again, and t was no end to the questions they asked her. She had also much to hear about what had happened to them while she was away, and of her father's journey . But when they heard that she had come to be with them for a short time, and then must go back to the Beast's palace for ever, they lamented[pg 018] loudly. Then Beauty asked her father what he thought could be the meaning of her strange dreams, and why the Prince constantly begged her not to trust to appearances. After much consideration he answered: You tell me yourself that the Beast, frightful as he is, loves you dearly, and deserves your love and gratitude for his gentleness and kindness; I think the Prince must mean you to understand that you ought to reward him by doing as he wishes you to, in spite of his ugliness. Beauty could not help seeing that this seemed very probable; still, when she thought of her dear Prince who was so handsome, she did not feel at inclined to marry the Beast. At any , for two months she need not decide, but could enjoy herself with her sisters. But though they were rich , and lived in a town again, and had plenty of acquaintances, Beauty found that nothing amused her very much; and she often thought of the palace, w she was so happy, especiy as at she once dreamed of her dear Prince, and she felt quite sad without him. Then her sisters seemed to have got quite used to being without her, and even found her rather in the way, so she would not have been sorry when the two months were over but for her father and brothers, who begged her to stay, and seemed so grieved at the thought of her departure that she had not the courage to say good-bye to them. Every day when she got up she meant to say it at night, and when night came she put it again, until at last she had a dismal dream which helped her to make up her mind. She thought she was wandering in a lonely path in the palace gardens, when she heard groans which seemed to come from some bushes hiding the entrance of a cave, and running quickly to see what could be the matter, she found the Beast stretched out upon his side, apparently dying. He reproached her faintly with being the cause of his distress, and at the same moment a stately lady appeared, and said very gravely: Ah! Beauty, you are just in time to his . See what happens when people do not keep their s! If you had delayed one day more, you would have found him dead. Beauty was so terrified by this dream that the next morning she announced her intention of going back at once, and that very night she said good-bye to her father and her brothers and sisters, and as as she was in bed she turned her ring round upon her finger, and said firmly: I wish to go back to my palace and see my Beast again, as she had been told to do. Then she fell asleep ly, and woke up to hear the clock saying, Beauty, Beauty, twelve times in its musical voice, which told her at once that she was rey in the palace once more. Everything was just as before, and her birds were so glad to see her! but Beauty thought she had kn such a long day, for she was so anxious to see the Beast again that she felt as if supper-time would come. Oh! he is dead; and it is my fault, said Beauty, crying bitterly. But then, looking at him again, she fancied he still breathed, and, hastily[pg 020] fetching some water from the nearest fountain, she sprinkled it over his face, and to her delight he began to revive. Oh! Beast, how you frightened me! she cried. I k how much I loved you until just , when I feared I was too late to your . Can you rey love such an ugly creature as I am? said the Beast faintly. Ah! Beauty, you came just in time. I was dying because I thought you had forgotten your . But go back and rest, I sh see you again by-and-by. Beauty, who had half expected that he would be angry with her, was reassured by his gentle voice, and went back to the palace, w supper was awaiting her; and afterwards the Beast came in as usual, and talked about the time she had spent with her father, asking if she had enjoyed herself, and if they had been very glad to see her. Beauty answered politely, and quite enjoyed telling him that had happened to her. And when at last the time came for him to go, and he asked, as he had so often asked before: Beauty, will you marry me? she answered softly: Yes, dear Beast. As she spoke a blaze of light sprang up before the windows of the palace; fireworks crackled and guns banged, and across the avenue of orange trees, in letters made of fire-flies, was written: Long live the Prince and his Bride. Turning to ask the Beast what it could mean, Beauty found that he had disappeared, and in his place stood her long-loved Prince! At the same moment the wheels of a chariot were heard upon the terrace, and two ladies entered the room. One of them Beauty recognized as the stately lady she had seen in her dreams; the other was also so grand and queenly that Beauty hardly k which to greet first. But the one she already k said to her companion: Well, Queen, this is Beauty, who has had the courage to rescue your son from the terrible enchantment. They love one another, and your consent to their marriage is wanting to make them perfectly happy. I consent with my heart, cried the Queen. How can I ever thank you enough, charming girl, for having restored my dear son to his natural ? And then she tenderly embraced Beauty and the Prince, who had meanwhile been greeting the Fairy and receiving her .   ExpertModernAdvice.com is sending this newsletter on behalf Inception Media, LLC. Inception Media, LLC appreciates your comments and inquiries. Please keep in mind, that Inception Media, LLC are not permitted to provide individualized financial аdvіsе. This email is not financial advice and any investment decіsіоn you make is solely your responsibility. Feel frее to contact us toll frее Domestic/International: +17072979173 Mon–Fri, 9am–5pm ET, or email us support@expertmodernadvice.com. [Unsubscrіbe]( to stop receiving marketing communication from us. 600 N Broad St Ste 5 PMB 1 Middletown, DE 19709 2023 Inception Media, LLC. AІІ rights reserved [Unsubscrіbe]( [Privacy Policy](