their boats, and
escaped to Finland."

"They finished him, then," laughed Captain Lincoln. "But what sort of
boats had they?"

"I don't know," replied Dr. Winstock.

"Could they cross the Baltic in boats?"

"Yes. When you go to Finland you will find that the course will be
through islands nearly all the way. There is no difficulty in crossing
in an open boat."

"What is the population of Stockholm?" asked Paul.

"One hundred and thirty-five thousand," replied Moeller. "It was
founded by King Birger in 1250."

"There is a monitor," said Paul, pointing to the waters near
Castelholmen, not far from the anchorage of the squadron.

"We have four in the Swedish navy, and Russia has plenty of them.
Ericsson, who invented them, was a Swede, you know."

After the tourists had surveyed the panorama to their satisfaction,
they descended, and entering the carriage, drove over to the
Riddarholm, where the guide pointed out the church, the statue of
Gustavus Vasa, the house of the Nobles, and other objects of interest.
Returning to the quay, they stopped to look at the little steamers
which were whisking about in every direction.

"That is the National Museum," said Moeller, pointing to a large and
elegant building across the stream.

"I should like to sail in one of those little boats," said Mrs.
Kendall.

"We can go over and back in ten minutes, if you like," added the
guide.

"Let us go."

The party alighted from the carriage, and entered the little boat.

"How much did you pay, Paul?" asked Grace.

"The fare is no larger than the boat. It is three oere each person."

"How much is that?"

"Let me see; eight tenths of a cent, or less than a halfpenny,
English."

The excursionists returned without landing.

"I should like to go again," said Grace. "It is delightful sailing in
such dear little steamers."

"If you please, we will ride over to the Djurgarden, and return by the
steamer, which will land us at the Stroemparterre," said the guide.

This proposition was accepted, and by a circuitous route they reached
the place indicated, which, in English, is the Deer Garden. It is on
an island, separated from the main land by a channel. The southern
portion of it is a thickly-populated village, but the principal part
of the island is laid out as a park, of which the people of Stockholm
are justly proud. It was originally a sterile tract of land: the first
improvements converted it into a deer park for the ro