“Well, my dear, now look here. First, these four windows give you a wide view of the country toward the four points of the compass. Then these four mirrors between the windows are on hinges, and behind their silken curtains open into turret chambers belonging to your suite of apartments. See here!” she said, gently pushing one of the mirrors outward and revealing an alcove of pure white silk and lace in which stood a fairy bed of soft white draperies. “Oh, how lovely!” exclaimed the delighted girl. “Now look here,” the lady said, opening a second mirror and revealing a dressing-room fitted with marble bath, basins, ewers, bureaus, presses and all conveniences for the toilet. “Here is everything that even a princess might desire!” exclaimed Em. “And here!” continued the lady, turning in a third mirror, showing a little room fitted up as an oratory, library or study. The floor was covered with a carpet of shaded green, like forest leaves; the walls were lined with white satinwood shelves, filled with choice books; in the middle of the room stood an elegant rosewood writing-table, covered with a richly-embroidered green cloth. Near the table stood an ebony-backed reading chair, cushioned with green and gold; under the window, which was draped with green and gold fringe velvet, stood a lounge in the same colors. “Oh, this is like the inside of an elegant casket!” exclaimed Em. with enthusiasm. “Yes, it is a casket, and there are the jewels,” said the lady, pointing to the books. “And now let me show you the fourth turret room,” she continued, leading Em. to the only remaining mirror. Turning it inward, she revealed the fairy-like, spiral staircase by which they had ascended to this floor, and by which she now proposed that they should mount still higher to the observatory. Em. followed her conductress up an aerial flight of steps and through a stained glass window, which the lady slid aside, and thence out upon the top of the tower. It was round. The center was formed of the clear glass crystal that gave light to the chamber below. Around this crystal was a slender ring of white marble balustrades; around that a marble walk; outside the walk a row of white benches, and around the edge of the tower a circular colonnade so massive as to insure the safety even of a sleepwalker, if such should venture upon the giddy height. But the grand view, north, east, south, west, from that high and central point! There was the island immediately beneath, with its lovely grounds; the river all around; the wooded banks; the distant mountains! “Em.,” exclaimed Mrs. Lynn, “you can see The Breezes, Commodore Bruce’s place, and the Wilderness Manor-house, and even the spire of Gray Rock church from this point.” “Oh, it is grand! It is glorious!” exclaimed Em. in delight. “When you wish to leave the world far below you, you can come up here to meditate, read, sew, sketch, dream, do as you please.” “It is like a place in a vision!” murmured Em.