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But Barbara would not stay. She avoided the watchman's grasp and ran as fast as ever she could through the city gate. BUT BARBARA WOULD NOT STAY SHE AVOIDED THE WATCHMAN'S GRASP AND RAN AS FAST AS EVER SHE COULD THROUGH THE CITY GATE
 his way; and he would not see her, for she would hide among the trees and vines. "Whirr-r-r, whirr-r-r!" It was the mischievous, romping wind once more; and it fluttered Barbara's tattered shawl, and set her hair to streaming in every direction, and swept the snowflake from her cheek and sent it spinning through the air. Barbara trudged toward the forest. When she came to the city gate the watchman stopped her, and held his big lantern in her face, and asked her who she was and where she was going. "I am Barbara, and I am going into the forest," said she boldly. "Into the forest?" cried the watchman, "and in this storm? No, child; you will perish!" "But I am going to see the prince," said Barbara. "They will not let me watch for him in the church, nor in any of their pleasant homes, so I am going into the forest." The watchman smiled sadly. He was a kindly man; he thought of his own little girl at home. "No, you must not go to the forest," said he, "for you would perish with the cold. ARS BARBARA SMILED IN THE FOREST SHE COULD BEHOLD THE PRINCE COMING ON HIS WAY AND HE WOULD NOT SEE HER FOR SHE WOULD HIDE AMONG THE TREES AND VINES IT WAS THE MISCHIEVOUS ROMPING WIND ONCE MORE AND IT FLUTTERED BARBARA'S TATTERED SHAWL AND SET HER HAIR TO STREAMING IN EVERY DIRECTION AND SWEPT THE SNOWFLAKE FROM HER CHEEK AND SENT IT SPINNING THROUGH THE AIR BARBARA TRUDGED TOWARD THE FOREST WHEN SHE CAME TO THE CITY GATE THE WATCHMAN STOPPED HER AND HELD HIS BIG LANTERN IN HER FACE AND ASKED HER WHO SHE WAS AND WHERE SHE WAS GOING I AM BARBARA AND I AM GOING INTO THE FOREST SHE SAID BOLDLY INTO THE FOREST CRIED THE WATCHMAN AND IN THIS STORM NO CHILD YOU WILL PERISH BUT I AM GOING TO SEE THE PRINCE SAID BARBARA THEY WILL NOT LET ME WATCH FOR HIM IN THE CHURCH NOR IN ANY OF THEIR PLEASANT HOMES SO I AM GOING INTO THE FOREST THE WATCHMAN SMILED SADLY HE WAS A KINDLY MAN HE THOUGHT OF HIS OWN LITTLE GIRL AT HOME NO YOU MUST NOT GO TO THE FOREST SAID HE FOR YOU WOULD PERISH WITH THE COLD
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