"That I call good advice," cried Mrs. Grabem, and at once she fastened the cobweb so that poor Fuz-buz could walk just a little way from the web and no farther.
"And now," said she, "twice a day you must tell my children a story. But never let me find you trying to get away or I will eat you in a moment."
The young spiders could hardly wait.
"Quick!" they cried, "a story!" "a story!"
"What about?" replied Fuz-buz, glad to be spared.
"Oh about men, big men like Robert Bruce," said they, "and about a Princess too."
"Very well," returned Fuz-buz, "Don't eat me, and I will tell you no end of stories and the first shall be about
Lady Golden Hair and her Two Lovers, Prince Clever and Prince Sturdy.
"A long while ago, and far far away, a lady lived who had such beautiful locks that the people named her Lady Golden Hair. Folks said that when she was little, her fairy Godmother had so well woven three strands of sunshine with her curly tresses that it never got loose again, and I suppose this must have been so, because when at night she walked in the garden all the flowers woke up and looked about thinking the daylight had come.