under the blissful spell of Morpheus, Robin heard a noise
that made his heart throb with expectation. He pushed aside the leaves
and looked in. There, sure enough, something was coming out that was
not common. Nearer it came on the surface of the pool. What could it
be? A beautiful little ship, with white sails spread, and manned by
Mississagua sailors dressed in vivid red. The gallant ship sailed
round the pool most gracefully, and Robin's eyes looked down and
followed it with intense interest. When this was done three times all
sails were taken down, then a silver anchor was thrown out, and the
ship stood still. Two Indian sailors stepped forward from the rest,
seized something, swung their arms to and fro for a moment, and then
flung a long ladder of yellow silken ropes right over an overhanging
branch a short distance away from Robin's head.

After a brief pause, a beautiful little lady in white, with a golden
crown upon her head, ascended the ladder and stood erect among the
leaves of the branch. Then the captain of the ship took off his peaked
hat and called for a cheer for their good Queen Celeste of happy and
beautiful Fairyland. And the sailors cheered Her Majesty mightily.
Robin thought her the prettiest creature he had ever seen, and when she
smiled upon him sweetly, he put his hand to his cap politely and smiled
his best in return.

"Art thou the dreamer of dreams?" enquired the Queen with a merry but
dignified look.

"I am," answered Robin with a blush, and wondering what was going to
happen.

"Art thou he that I have heard so much of in my hidden realm?"

"I don't know," said Robin modestly.

"Art thou he that hast so much interest in my people?"

"I am," replied Robin, feeling relieved.

"Art thou Robin of Castle Frank who lovest all animals?"

"I am, your Majesty," answered Robin happily, and at last managing to
address a queen as he ought.

"Wilt thou come with me, and I will show thee wonderful things?"

"I shall, your Gracious Majesty, with great pleasure."

The Queen then raised a jewelled sceptre in her right hand, the captain
of the ship saw it and flashed a signal inward towards the cavern, when
by-and-bye a silver canoe shot out with an Indian chief at the stern,
and halted underneath the branch upon which Robin rested. The boy was
delighted, and without a moment's hesitation he clasped the branch
firmly with both hands and let himself drop as gently as possible into
the