(Back of card)

One day as the Prince sat behind a tree, he saw a witch come to the tower, and he heard her call out—

Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair,
That I may climb without a stair.

Then the Prince saw a long plait thrown over the little balcony at the window, and it reached to the ground beneath. Looking up he saw a beautiful girl in a dainty white dress with red spots, her golden hair decked with pearls. She held the top of her plait tight with both hands, and the witch climbed up by it.

"If that is the ladder by which one may enter the tower, I will climb it," said the Prince to himself, as he sauntered home.

The next evening, at twilight, he stood at the foot of the tower and called out—

Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair
That I may climb without a stair.

In a moment the plait was thrown down, and the Prince climbed up by it....

Artist: Katharine Cameron 1910