adventures of the Prince in Lantern
Land! Shall I tell you the story?"
And that's the way the author heard about the Shepherd of Clouds,
Florian, Marianna, Giles, Bobo, and all the other new friends. That you
may long enjoy their adventures is the wish of
HENRY BESTON
MAURICE E. DAY
THE FAIRY GOLDENWAND
The Parson Capen Home
Topsfield, Massachusetts
CONTENTS
THE QUEEN OF LANTERN LAND
THE ADVENTURES OF FLORIAN
THE SELLER OF DREAMS
THE TREASURE CASTLE
PRINCE SNEEZE
MARIANNA
THE LOST HALF-HOUR
THE ENCHANTED ELM
THE BIRD-BOY
THE MASTER MARINER
THE MARVELOUS DOG AND THE WONDERFUL CAT
THE SHEPHERD OF CLOUDS
THE CITY UNDER THE SEA
ILLUSTRATIONS
THE QUEEN OF LANTERN LAND
The Prince begins his journey through the caverns
THE ADVENTURES OF FLORIAN
Over hill, over dale, Florian followed the magic ball
THE SELLER OF DREAMS
"How much does a dream cost?" asked Peter
"A golden florin," answered the Seller of Dreams
THE TREASURE CASTLE
The three rogues were locked in the flying room
PRINCE SNEEZE
The chest of secrets was made of black stone
MARIANNA
Into the world went Marianna and the yellow bird
THE LOST HALF-HOUR
Just as the dragon's mouth was at its widest
THE ENCHANTED ELM
The maiden watched the woodcutters coming through the wood
THE BIRD-BOY
Every year, on the Bird-Boy's birthday, a great gray bird was seen
THE MASTER MARINER
Splash! and the Master Mariner fell into the sea
THE MARVELOUS DOG AND THE WONDERFUL CAT
The Dog and the Cat studying their lessons
THE SHEPHERD OF CLOUDS
It was Giles's task to open the door of the cloud-bowl
THE CITY UNDER THE SEA
For three days the Merchant pursued the ship with the fiery sails
THE QUEEN OF LANTERN LAND
Once upon a time the youngest son of a king became filled with the
desire to go abroad and see the world. He got his father's permission to
depart, kissed his parents good-bye, mounted his black horse, and
galloped away down the high road. Soon the gray towers of the old castle
in which he was born hid themselves behind him.
The Prince journeyed on, spending the days in traveling, and the nights
in little wayside inns, till one day he found himself in the heart of
the Adamant Mountains. The great, red granite crags of the surrounding
peaks rose out of the gleaming snow like ugly fingers, and the slopes of
giant glaciers sparkled in the sun like tor
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