186 THE FAIRY-FOLK OF THE BLUE HILL.

“T know what ought to be done, and what
would be if I were thy pa,” exclaimed Wassa,
beside herself with vexation.

Another comical look of the elf Toto
twinkled for an instant in the fairy prince’s
eye, but it vanished before Wassa caught it,
and the imperious prince opened his mouth to
utter another loud cry, when Wassa quickly
caught him up in her arms, saying : —

“Oh! do hush, and I'll take thee to the
world’s end, thou naughty child.”

So off set the prince and Wassa on their
expedition to the prairies.

For a time the road lay through broad fields
covered with velvety grass and bright flowers,
and along gently running brooks; but grad-
ually the scene changed. Instead of the smooth
fields, forests appeared, and the brooks no
longer flowed peacefully, but rushed tumultu-
ously onward, foaming and gurgling as they
went.

Wassa, carrying her charge, soon grew
weary, after she had left the smooth fields, and
ler tired feet stumbled over the rough stones
and uneven ground.

“I cannot go to the prairies!” exclaimed