"I will see that they are restored to their parents from whom they were stolen," asserted Dragonfel hastily. "Furthermore they shall all be given handsome dowries, with a beautiful solitaire diamond of a half-dozen karats more or less for each, so that when the right young man comes along the engagement-ring will be easy." Here the mine-sprite who had expressed her preference for the Policeman gave him a coy glance, but he twirled his club, and looked the other way. [Illustration] "It's too bad about your palace," said the Dude to Dragonfel. "Oh, don't trouble yourself about that," said the enchanter cheerfully. "I never did like its style of architecture, anyhow. I'll soon have it rebuilt, and give the Union scale for labor, with double pay for over-time. The palace was a rather tame affair anyway, I ran too much to the emerald, topaz, and turquoise in its composition. I'll make more use of the sapphire, the ruby and cornelian, in the makeup of the new structure; and those columns, I always felt a little weak over them, as they were only imitation chalcedony, the real thing goes in the next one, if I have to import it from Palestine." The glances the Brownies exchanged showed they felt that they had struck a master in his line. It is said, that some of the Brownies, to this day, annually celebrate their deliverance from the mine, and the reformation of Dragonfel, by proudly parading half the night, bearing the implements they had to use while in captivity. [Illustration] So delighted was King Stanislaus over the general outcome that his blithe spirits found expression in a jolly song that was a great favorite of his, and the Brownies all joined in the chorus. The words follow: I'M RULER OF THE BROWNIE BAND! KING STANISLAUS I'm ruler of the Brownie band, Most favored of personages; I sway my sceptre o'er a land Not found upon hist'ry's pages; I take my nightly promenade By anarchists unmolested; On me no bomb or hand grenade Has ever by them been tested! If you could only see me dine, You'd find me extremely placid; I never fear a dish of mine Is seasoned with prussic acid! BROWNIES Oh, you're all right! KING STANISLAUS Eh, I didn't catch it quite; Repeat it, please! I didn't understand. BROWNIES Why, you, you, you, you! You're all right! KING STANISLAUS And so is the Brownie band! KING STANISLAUS I need no sabre, lance, or spear To guard me whene'er I slumber; My people kneel, but not thro' fear; Love governs the entire number. My slightest wish they all obey; I never use any axes; I always let them have their way; They don't have to pay high taxes; No undertaker need apply; I'm not for embalmment crazy; My subjects cry as I pass by, "The Brownie king is a daisy!" BROWNIES Oh, you're all right, etc.