p, which drowsy herb soon had him in a quiet sleep.

Sally went about in a Fairy-like dream.

The back of her right hand seemed to have been touched with a golden
wand where the Fairy Prince had kissed it.

Yet she was puzzling over the question how best to answer when her
Prince would seek to know more about her, as he surely would.

Tell her own story she never could, at least not the first part of it.
At length she murmured:

"Oh, my good Fairy, please tell me once more what had I better do?"

And the Fairy answered:

"Why not tell Mammy Leezer the truth about the pine woods, and let her
repeat it? She loves the Fairy Prince with all her heart, and would
dress up the story in rosiest colors.

"What if you were a poor little girl then, or thought to be? Mammy knew
you had a fine father, and will say so. And what if the Fairy Prince
finds out that twice you were in a tree when he needed help? Fairies are
supposed to lurk in forests and midst trees and flowers.

"Mammy can begin the story, you must finish it. Tell him of your love
for Ingleside, but not of the rocky seat. It would not be maidenly or
needful. Tell him your name, and hide not the fact of his relationship."

Maid Sally took her good Fairy's advice, and at the story Mammy Leezer
cried, "Sho' now!" and "Bress yo' dear lil heart!" and "Lorr de massy
sakes alive!" until Sally knew how her music-full voice and flowery
speech would set forth all that she would pour into the ears of the
listening Prince.

Then for several days, the young Lionel, who never tired of the whole
pleasing story, was set and determined to have Maid Sally near him every
moment that he could.

But good Parson Kendall had talked and prayed with hurt and troubled
men, while Doctor Hancocke had given medicines and good advice, and
nursing dames of kind hearts and willing hands had waited on the sick.

Now a fortnight had slipped away since the battle of Great Bridge, the
wounded men were doing well, a number had been taken to their homes,
and Parson Kendall and Doctor Hancocke were about to return homeward.

The Fairy Prince, still too weak for removal, rebelled at thought of
missing the sweet face of his dear Fairy Girl.

But Parson Kendall was firm as a rock.

In vain Mammy Leezer said, with rolling eyes and fearful air:

"I dunno what de consekens will be, ef dat lil missy go 'way!"

The good parson believed that Sally had gone forth in time of need, and
now that she