rself on one!), "Rosalie, the Prairie
Flower," "Old Dog Tray," and ever so many others. It was a very
miscellaneous concert, but did as well for Eyebright and the fishes as
the most classical music could have done; better, perhaps, for Mozart
and Beethoven might have sounded a little mournful, and "songs without
words" would never have answered. Songs _with_ words were what were
wanted in that emergency.

The tide halted at last, after filling the cave about two-thirds full.
Once sure that it had turned and was going down, Eyebright felt
easier, and could even enjoy herself again. She ate the bread and
butter with a good appetite, only wishing there was more of it, and
then made up a delightful story about robbers and a cave and a
princess, in which she herself played the part of the princess, who
was shut in the cave of an enchanter till a prince should come and
release her through a hole in the top. By the time that this happened
and the princess was safely out, the uppermost pool was uncovered, and
Eyebright clambered down the wet rocks and took another long look at
it, "making believe" that it was a garden which a good fairy had
planted to amuse the princess; and, indeed, no fairy could have
invented a prettier one. So, little by little, and following the
receding sea, she was able at last, with a jump and a long step, to
reach the rocky pathway by which she had come down, and two minutes
later she was on top of the cliff again, and in the sunshine, which
felt particularly warm and pleasant. The sun was half-way down the
sky; she had been in the cave almost six hours, and she knew it must
be late in the afternoon.

Neither Mrs. Waurigan nor the party of children was visible as she
passed the house. They had probably gone in for tea, and she did not
stop to look them up, for a great longing for home had seized upon
her. The tide delayed her a little while at the causeway, so that it
was past six when she finally reached the island, and her boots were
wet from the soaked sand; but she didn't mind that a bit, she was so
very glad to be safely there again. She pulled them off, put on dry
stockings and shoes, made the fire, filled the tea-kettle, set the
table, and, after a light repast of bread and milk, curled herself up
in the rocking-chair for a long nap, and did not wake till nearly
nine, when papa came in, having been set ashore by the schooner's boat
as it passed by. He had a large codfish in his hand, swung fro