Nowthen,letusbegin.Whenweareattheendofthestory,weshallknowmorethanweknownow:buttobegin. Onceuponatimetherewasawickedsprite,indeedhewasthemostmischievousofallsprites. Onedayhewasinaverygoodhumor,forhehadmadeamirrorwiththepowerofcausingallthatwasgoodandbeautifulwhenitwasreflectedtherein,tolookpoorandmean;butthatwhichwasgood–for–nothingandlookeduglywasshownmagnifiedandincreasedinugliness. Inthismirrorthemostbeautifullandscapeslookedlikeboiledspinach,andthebestpersonswereturnedintofrights,orappearedtostandontheirheads;theirfacesweresodistortedthattheywerenottoberecognised;andifanyonehadamole,youmightbesurethatitwouldbemagnifiedandspreadoverbothnoseandmouth. "That'sgloriousfun!"saidthesprite. Ifagoodthoughtpassedthroughaman'smind,thenagrinwasseeninthemirror,andthespritelaughedheartilyathiscleverdiscovery. Allthelittlespriteswhowenttohisschool—forhekeptaspriteschool—toldeachotherthatamiraclehadhappened;andthatnowonly,astheythought,itwouldbepossibletoseehowtheworldreallylooked. Theyranaboutwiththemirror;andatlasttherewasnotalandorapersonwhowasnotrepresenteddistortedinthemirror. Sothentheythoughttheywouldflyuptothesky,andhaveajokethere. Thehighertheyflewwiththemirror,themoreterriblyitgrinned:theycouldhardlyholditfast. Higherandhigherstilltheyflew,nearerandnearertothestars,whensuddenlythemirrorshooksoterriblywithgrinning,thatitflewoutoftheirhandsandfelltotheearth,whereitwasdashedinahundredmillionandmorepieces. Andnowitworkedmuchmoreevilthanbefore;forsomeofthesepieceswerehardlysolargeasagrainofsand,andtheyflewaboutinthewideworld,andwhentheygotintopeople'seyes,theretheystayed;andthenpeoplesaweverythingperverted,oronlyhadaneyeforthatwhichwasevil. Thishappenedbecausetheverysmallestbithadthesamepowerwhichthewholemirrorhadpossessed. Somepersonsevengotasplinterintheirheart,andthenitmadeoneshudder,fortheirheartbecamelikealumpofice. Someofthebrokenpiecesweresolargethattheywereusedforwindowpanes,throughwhichonecouldnotseeone'sfriends. Otherpieceswereputinspectacles;andthatwasasadaffairwhenpeopleputontheirglassestoseewellandrightly. Thenthewickedspritelaughedtillhealmostchoked,forallthistickledhisfancy. Thefinesplintersstillflewaboutintheair:andnowweshallhearwhathappenednext.