of beauty and ruler of all the Saboes,” said the General when the Poet had finished, “we do not wish to fight, and we ask only for the return of our friends. For their safe return we will free your brothers. The hams you have offered we could not think of taking, for we took up arms against you, not for gain, but only for the freedom of the Lady of Fashion and the Poet.” The Queen was greatly pleased at the General’s words and arrangements were made for the exchange of the prisoners. That same day all the wild men, except the ones who were in the hospital and who were too sick to leave, were set free. The General and the Queen of the Wild Men at the Peace Dance.—Chapter Twenty-five. The General and the Queen of the Wild Men at the Peace Dance.—Chapter Twenty-five. The General and the Queen of the Wild Men at the Peace Dance. They were taken, under guard of several soldiers, to the stream where the General had met the Queen. The Lady of Fashion and the Poet were waiting for them and the Teenie Weenie soldiers gave three mighty cheers when they saw their friends. The prisoners were exchanged and the Lady of Fashion and the Poet were taken to the Teenie Weenie camp, where they were given a royal welcome. The Lady of Fashion was so happy to be again among her friends that she did a very ladylike thing—she cried. The nurses cried and several of the men were seen to blow their tiny noses and blink their eyes. “Oh, I’m so happy to be safe with you all again,” cried the Lady of Fashion as she hugged the General for the tenth time. “I don’t know what those nasty wild men captured us for, we never could find out, but I will say for them that they were very good to us.” “Well, we are mighty glad to have you with us again,” said the General. “And it’s through the loyalty of every soldier in our army that your rescue has been accomplished.” “I know it. I know it,” cried the little lady, and she hugged every single man in the army except the Chinaman, who was so embarrassed that he ran off and hid in a hollow log for nearly an hour. The two nurses took the Lady of Fashion to their tent, where she washed until she was as clean as a drop of dew. That night the army gathered around a roaring bonfire and eagerly listened