were moving to one side and the other, to make room for a
most elegant little omnibus, drawn by six goats, that were harnessed
before it like horses. The omnibus was made precisely like a large
omnibus, such as are used in the streets of Paris for grown persons;
only this one was small, just large enough for the goats to draw. It was
very beautifully painted, and had elegant silken curtains. It was full
of children, who were looking out the windows with very smiling faces,
as if they were enjoying their ride very much. A very pretty little
boy, about seven years of age, was holding the reins of the goats, and
appearing to drive; but there was a large boy walking along by the side
of the goats all the time, to take care that they did not go wrong. The
omnibus belonged to his father, who kept it to let children ride in it
on their paying him a small sum for each ride.

Jennie was very much pleased with the omnibus; but what followed it
pleased her still more. This was a carriage, made in all respects like a
real carriage, and large enough to contain several children. It was
open, like a barouche, so that the children who were riding in it could
see all around them perfectly well. It had two seats inside, besides a
high seat in front for the coachman, and one behind for the footman.
There were children upon all these seats. There was one on the
coachman's box to drive. The carriage, like the omnibus, was drawn by
goats, only there were four instead of six. The coachman drove them by
means of long, silken reins.

As soon as the omnibus and the carriage had passed by, and the crowd had
closed again behind them so as to conceal them from view, Rollo and
Jennie looked about for Mr. George and the other gentleman; but they
were nowhere to be seen. Jane was quite frightened; but Rollo said he
did not care.

"Look there!" said Rollo, pointing back.

"What is it?" said Jennie.

"The obelisk," said Rollo.

Jane saw the tall, needle-like form of the obelisk towering into the air
from the middle of the great square behind them, and a part of the long
front of the Tuileries, at the end of a vista of trees, far beyond.

"As long as we have the obelisk in sight," said Rollo, "we cannot get
lost."

Just then Rollo's attention was called to a broad sheet of paper
fastened up upon a tree that he was passing by. He stopped to see what
it was. A little girl, about as old as Jennie, came up at the same time,
leading the maid who ha