your will, and providence waits on your counsels tremblingly."
"The little stone-breaker sparkled in the heavens."
The stone-breaker said to himself:
"Very good! these people know my value."
The sun, which had been shining very ardently for some days, had parched the country. The road was dusty, and the glare from it fatigued the eyes of the apprentice Mikado, who, addressing his minister, the bearer of the jingling umbrella, said:
"Inform the sun that he is incommoding me. His familiarities displease me. Tell him that the great Emperor of Japan authorises him to retire. Go!"
The prime minister confided to a chamberlain the honour of carrying the jingling umbrella, and went on his mission.
He returned almost instantly, his face expressing the utmost consternation.
"Great Emperor, sovereign of gods and men, it is inconceivable! The sun pretends not to have heard me, and continues to burn up the road!"
"Let him be chastised."
"Certainly! such insolence deserves it; but how am I to get hold of him to administer his punishment?"
"Am I not the equal of the gods?"
"Assuredly, great Mikado, at least their equal."
"You told me, just now, that nothing is impossible to me. Either you have lied, or you resist me, or you have badly executed my orders; I give you five minutes to extinguish the sun, or ten to have your head chopped off. Go!"
The prime minister departed, and did not return.
The exasperated stone-breaker was purple with anger.
"This is a pretty sort of a dog's business, upon my word, to be emperor, if he has to submit to the familiarities, caprices, and brutalities of a mere circulating star. It is plain that the sun is more powerful than I. I wish I were the sun."
"Be it as you wish!" said the angel.
"Never did so much rain fall."
And the little stone-breaker sparkled in the highest heavens, radiant, flaming. He took pleasure in scorching trees, withering their leaves, and parching up springs; in
