44 PRINCE PRIGIO.

 

The prince clapped the glass to his eye,
stared out of window, and there, sure enough,
he saw the Firedrake. He was floating about
in a sea of molten lava, on the top of a volcano.
There he was, swimming and diving for pleasure,
tossing up the flaming waves, and blowing
eens of fire out of his nostrils, like a whale
spouting !

The prince did not slike the looks of him.

 

_“ With all my cap of darkness, and my shoes
of swiftness, and my sword of sharpness, I
never could get near that beast,” he said; ‘“‘and
if I did stalk him, L could not hurt him. - Poor
little Alphonso! poor Enrico! what plucky
fellows they were! I fancied that there was
no such thing as a Firedrake: he’s not in the