Story title: The Elfin Grove
"He told how at midnight his boat was carried away, and how hundreds of little beings seemed to load it with treasures; how a strange piece of gold was left for him in the boat, as his fare; how the air seemed full of fairy forms fluttering around; and how at last a great train passed over that seemed to be guarding their leader to the meadows on the other side; and how he heard soft music floating around as they flew; and how sweet voices sand as they hovered over his head"
"but instead of a gloomy grove of firs, a delightful garden, where flowers and shrubs of every kind grew upon turf of the softest green; colourful butterflies flew around her, the birds sang sweetly, and, what was the strangest, the prettiest little fairies were dancing in rings upon the shady spots beneath the trees. In the middle there was a palace that dazzled her eyes with its brightness"
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