"Get your pony back and I'll help you," said Mr. Merry Laugh kindly. So Mary Louise blew on her whistle and made a wish, when, all of a sudden, quicker than a wink, they heard a neigh in the courtyard, and looking out of the window, saw Dapple Gray. "Here, take this little ring," said the giant, "and if ever you are in trouble, turn it around your finger three times and a half." Just then the little yellow bird began to sing: "'Tis a little golden ring, Such a tiny, pretty thing. But be careful lest you lose it, For you may have need to use it, It possesses such a charm It will keep you from all harm." "Good luck," said Mr. Merry Laugh as he opened the castle door. "Good-by and good luck. Drop in the next time you're in town, and don't forget Castle Merry Laugh, Forest City, U.S.A." "Thank you," answered Mary Louise. Just then down flew the beautiful Dream Bird. "I'll take you home," he said. "Climb up between my wings!" Then away he went through the air so softly that maybe the little girl fell asleep, for when she woke up, there she was on the beach where she had first met the little Mermaid Princess. "Oh, oh," yawned Mary Louise, "am I really here?" But nobody answered, so she jumped to her feet and ran home to her mother. Well, well, have we come to the end of the story, you and I, little reader? I'm sorry I've nothing more to tell you in this book, but listen--lean over to me and listen--I've written another book for the "Little Journeys to Happyland" series--it is called "The Wind Wagon." Isn't that a strange title? But I know you'll like it--yes, I'm sure you will. So don't forget. It will be published next year. Yours for a story, David Cory.