In a few weeks the tiring tricks I was forced to do every day made a large changebin my health. The more money my master made from me, the greedier he became. I became very weak. The farmer observed it, and, concluding that I would soon die, decided to sell me to make as much money from me as he could. While he was thinking about this, a messenger came from the royal palace, commanding my master to take me thare immediately to entertian the Queen. She had heard reports about my wonderful appearance and the great tricks I did.