A Long “fourney 165

“Tt is like my treasure!” exclaimed
Doris, as she listened.

“Tsn’t it?” said the Visitor. “ Well,
the blacksmith gave the gardener an idea,
‘I will make myself a kingdom,’ he said to
himself, ‘I will be a king of flowers and
plants !?”

“So he just stopped his search and
went away to his garden. Now that he had
disappeared the people wondered what had
become of him, for he kept within the walls
of the garden (which were very high) and
set about the making of his kingdom.
But first of all he had a new lock put on
the big green gate, so that no one should
enter.

‘After this he never troubled about
wandering outside the garden. The people
missed him a little, for he had gone about
doing many kind things, just to show them
what a fine king he would make. I fancy
he might have found a kingdom out there
now, if he had still cared to try. But he
had given up hoping, and the blacksmith’s