And so it was; Helga understood it all now， and sank on her knees. the sun burst forthin all its glory， and， as in olden times， the form of the frog vanished in his beams， and thebeautiful form stood forth in all its loveliness; so now， bathed in light， rose a beautifulform， purer， clearer than air—a ray of brightness—from the Source of light Himself. The bodycrumbled into dust， and a faded lotus-flower lay on the spot on which Helga had stood.
“Now that is a new ending to the story，” said stork-papa; “I really never expected itwould end in this way， but it seems a very good ending.”
“And what will the young ones say to it， I wonder?” said stork-mamma.
“Ah， that is a very important question，” replied the stork.