"Keep close to me, my children," said the Queen, "and do not fear. Now
we shall see the vision of the Mother of Gold in all its splendor."
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CHAPTER XXVIII
THE MOTHER OF GOLD
As the Fairy Queen spoke, she descended from the coach and held out a
hand each to Lulu and Zuzu. She led them onward through a sort of hedge
of dense trees which lay before them, and beyond which there arose the
flickering light, yellow and warm, that had appeared to color all the
air of the Secret Valley. At length they stepped out in full view of the
great source of all this light, and saw before them the most strange and
wonderful thing they had ever seen in all their lives.
From directly at their feet, entirely across the Valley as far as they
could see, there ran a great ledge or dam of pure gold, which yet did
not seem solid, for it seemed to rise and fall and flutter as though it
were almost ready to melt and flow; but it never did so. This great vein
of gold was many miles in length, so far as they could tell; and how far
back at each end it ran into the foot of the walls of the Valley no one
could tell. Its front or face broke off like a wall, or rather like the
side of a dam, perhaps fifty feet or more from top to bottom. Over this
ledge or dam, a short distance out toward the wall of the valley, there
flowed a broad river of clear water, white as crystal, which made a deep
pool below the ledge of gold; and thrusting up through this sheet of
falling water were points of rock which sparkled like diamonds, or
gleamed dull and white like pearls; and such was the peculiar quality of
this great ledge of seemingly living gold, that, as the water fell over
it, it partly turned into a sort of vapor; and in this vapor, rising
continually and floating away up into the sky, were thousands of
butterflies, all gold and black and green, floating away upon
many-colored bubbles, like soap bubbles, very light and fine. These came
streaming up and up all the time, and danced out toward the top of the
Valley as far as any one could see. So now Lulu and Zuzu knew where the
butterflies come from in the spring, when they appear fluttering up from
the south to play among the flowers. They come from the hidden Valley
of Gold; and the gold they have upon their wings they certainly get from
this great ledge of gold which lies across the Fairy Valley.
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