THE

GOLD THREAD

AND

WEE DAVIE

TWO STORIES FOR THE YOUNG

BY

NORMAN MACLEOD, D.D.

AUTHOR OF “THE STARLING,” “THE OLD
LIEUTENANT AND HIS SON,” ETC.

THOMAS NELSON AND SONS, Ltd.
LONDON, EDINBURGH, AND NEW YORK

LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS.

THE GOLD THREAD

A STORY FOR THE YOUNG

THE GOLD THREAD.

CHAPTER I.

Once upon a time, a boy lost hisway in a vast forest that filledmany a valley and passed over manya hill—a rolling sea of leaves for milesand miles, farther than the eye couldreach. His name was Eric, son of thegood King Magnus. He was dressed ina blue velvet dress, with a gold bandround his waist, and his fair locks insilken curls waved from his beautifulhead. He was a lovely boy, and if youlooked into his large blue eyes, and sawhis sweet smile, you would say in yourheart, “There is a boy so winning andbrave and true, that I would dearly liketo have him as a friend and companion.”But, alas! his hands and face werescratched, and his clothes torn withthe briars, as he ran here and therelike one much perplexed. Sometimeshe made his way through tangled brushwood,or crossed the little grassy plainsin the forest, now losing himself in darkravines, then climbing up their steepsides, or crossing with difficulty thestreams that hurried through them.For a long time he kept his heart up,and always said to himself, “I shall findit, I shall find it;” until, as the dayadvanced, he was wearied and hungry;and every now and then he cried, “Oh,my father! where is my father? I’mlost! I’m lost!” And “Where, oh,where is my gold thread?”

All day the forest seemed to him tobe very sad. He had never seen it sogloomy. There was a strange sadnessin the rustle of the leaves, and a sadnessin the noise of the streams. He did nothear the birds sing as they used to do.But he heard the ravens croak withtheir hoarse voice, as their black formsswept along the precipices which hereand there rose above the forest, and henever saw so many large

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