And Proserpina came running , and flung herself upon her mother 's bosom . Their mutual transport is not to be described . The grief of their separation had caused both of them to shed a great many tears ; and now they shed a great many more , because their joy could not so well express itself in any other way . When their hearts had grown a little more quiet , Mother Ceres looked anxiously at Proserpina . `` My child , '' said she , `` did you taste any food while you were in King Pluto 's palace ? '' `` Dearest mother , '' exclaimed Proserpina , `` I will tell you the whole truth . Until this very morning , not a morsel of food had passed my lips . But to-day , they brought me a pomegranate -LRB- a very dry one it was , and all shriveled up , till there was little left of it but seeds and skin -RRB- , and having seen no fruit for so long a time , and being faint with hunger , I was tempted just to bite it . The instant I tasted it , King Pluto and Quicksilver came into the room . I had not swallowed a morsel ; but -- dear mother , I hope it was no harm -- but six of the pomegranate seeds , I am afraid , remained in my mouth . '' `` Ah , unfortunate child , and miserable me ! '' exclaimed Ceres . `` For each of those six pomegranate seeds you must spend one month of every year in King Pluto 's palace . You are but half restored to your mother . Only six months with me , and six with that good-for-nothing King of Darkness ! '' `` Do not speak so harshly of poor King Pluto , '' said Prosperina , kissing her mother . `` He has some very good qualities ; and I really think I can bear to spend six months in his palace , if he will only let me spend the other six with you . He certainly did very wrong to carry me off ; but then , as he says , it was but a dismal sort of life for him , to live in that great gloomy place , all alone ; and it has made a wonderful change in his spirits to have a little girl to run up stairs and down . There is some comfort in making him so happy ; and so , upon the whole , dearest mother , let us be thankful that he is not to keep me the whole year round . '' THE GOLDEN FLEECE .
When Jason , the son of the dethroned King XXXXX Iolchos , was a little boy , he was sent away from his parents , and placed under the queerest schoolmaster that ever you heard of .
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