"Nobody else ever found it, either," said Uncle Sam as he finished the story. "People used to have such silly notions," said one of the party, as they packed up to go home. "The more they traveled, the wiser they became," replied Uncle Sam. "There is nothing like travel to make our minds grow. Some time I may go round the world myself. I'm not too old yet." "I hope you will let Joe and me go with you," said Lucy, as she took hold of his hand and pointed to the waiting carriage. CHAPTER V THE GOOD KNIGHT AND THE LOST BABY Joe and Lucy were sitting on Uncle Sam's steps. They were busy making daisy wreaths. "We will put a double crown on Uncle Sam's head," Lucy whispered. "Then we will play he is the king of Spain sending Ponce de Leon to Florida." The old man heard her. "I shall look quite royal with such a grand crown," he said with a laugh. "But to-night you had better pretend I am England's good Queen Bess. She lived long after John Cabot. Let me see! It was about seventy-five years from then to the time Walter Raleigh first met her." "There! I've finished my wreath, so please let me put it on your head. Then I'll be very still while you talk to us," said Lucy. "Mine is done, too," cried Joe. "Oh, Uncle Sam, you look just lovely," exclaimed the little girl, standing up to admire her friend. Then she and Joe settled themselves at his feet to hear the story of Queen Elizabeth and her brave knight: A long time ago there was a little boy in England named Walter Raleigh. He was a very beautiful child and as brave as he was handsome. While he was still very young he left his quiet home in the country and went to war in other lands. In a few years he came back to England. Now, however, he was a tall, strong man, as brave and handsome as ever. One afternoon he dressed himself in rich and beautiful clothes and went out to walk. He wore a white satin vest, a brown doublet embroidered with pearls, yellow shoes tied with white satin ribbons and sparkling with precious stones, and a wide hat trimmed with a long black plume. His dark hair fell in curls over his shoulders. He was a grand sight, indeed. He had not walked far when lo! he saw Queen Elizabeth coming that way. The ladies of her court were with her. Suddenly the queen stopped. A pool of muddy water stood in her pathway, for a shower had fallen only a short time before. What should she do? The queen stopped to think how she could keep from wetting her dainty shoes. No sooner had she done this than Walter Raleigh stepped forward, threw off his rich cloak, and spread it over the pool. A dry way was thus made for the queen to pass over. She turned to the young man and, thanking him, gave him a sweet smile. Then she went on her way, but she did not forget him. She asked her ladies his name. When he afterwards appeared at court she was ready to show him kindness. She found that Walter Raleigh was not only a true gentleman, but that he was also brave and wise.