attitudes as I had beheld in my vision. I saw her foot come slowly toward me and stop again; her red lips quivered into a smile, and lo, there was the dimple! Dorothy saw it, too—children are wonderfully quick in such matters—and next moment was ensconced in the boat, Louise in her lap, and there was nothing left for Lisbeth but to follow. 

 The Imp went forward to keep a "lookout," and finding a length of fishing line, announced his intention of "heaving the lead." 

 I have upon several occasions ridden with Lisbeth—she is a good horsewoman—frequently danced with her, but never before had I been with her in a boat. The novelty of it was therefore decidedly pleasing, the more so as she sat so close that by furtively reaching out a foot I could just touch the hem of her dress. 

 "Uncle Dick," said Dorothy, looking up at me with her big grey eyes, "where is the Land of Heart's Delight?" 

 "It lies beyond the River of Dreams," I answered. 

 "Is it far away?" 

 "I afraid it is, Dorothy." 

 "Oh!—and hard to get to?" 

 "Yes though it depends altogether upon who is at the helm." 

 Lisbeth very slowly began to tie a knot in the rudder-line. 

 "Well, Auntie's steering now. Could she get us there?" 

 "Yes, she could get us there, if she would." 

 "Oh!" cried Dorothy, "do—do steer for the Land of Heart's Delight, Auntie Lisbeth; it sounds so pretty, and I'm sure Louise would like it ever so much." 

 But Lisbeth only laughed, and tied another knot in the rudder-line. 

 "The Land of Heart's Delight!" repeated Dorothy.  "It sounds rather like Auntie's tale of the Fairy Prince. His name was Trueheart." 

 "And what was Prince Trueheart like?" I inquired. 

 "Fine!" broke in the Imp.  "He used to fight dragons, you know." 

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