“I live in the City of Nite,” she began, “or at least I did live there until I was shut up in the Green Jar. I was out walking one day near the river, and as I stopped on the bank to gather some beautiful flowers growing there I came upon a Queer Horse standing in the water. At first I thought he could not be alive, for he stood so still and he had no head; but as I stood gazing at him in wonderment he switched his tail and knocked some flies from his back, and I heard him say, ‘There now! I hope I switched all of you off!’ “‘Dear me!’ I cried out aloud. ‘A horse without a head talking! Whoever heard of such a thing!’ “At this the Queer Horse came out of the water and sat down upon the bank. “‘I don’t see how you are able to travel about without a head!’ I said. “‘Well, it is a handicap,’ the Queer Horse answered, ‘but I have grown used to it!’ “‘Where is your head?’” I asked him. “‘I ate it off!’ he answered. “‘Ate it off!’” I exclaimed in wonder. “‘Yes!’ he replied. ‘You see, I was always a sort of pig when it came to eating, and one day a Strange Man came up to me and hit me with his cane and cried, “If you don’t quit your eating you’ll burst! I believe if you were given all you could eat, you would eat your head off!”’ “‘I should like to have a trial at it!’ I answered the man. “‘Then,’ he said, ‘You shall have it!’ and he led me to a field where hay and corn and oats grew thick! ‘Now,’ said the Strange Man, ‘Eat!’ “‘So I ate and ate, until I really did eat my head off!’ “And,” continued the Beautiful Girl, “I felt so sorry for the Queer Horse I went up and patted him where his head should have been, and, lo! and behold, his head came into view! “At this the Queer Horse was very happy, and told me he was very grateful to me. ‘If I can ever be of assistance to you, I shall be very glad!’ he said. “And as we stood there talking the Strange Man came up to us and said, ‘Why did you pat the Queer Horse where his head wasn’t?’” [Illustration] “‘I don’t know!’ I replied. ‘I just felt sorry for him and wished to pat him!’ “‘You’ve spoiled my magic!’ the Strange Man said, ‘and as punishment you will have to be shut up in the Green Jar!’ And he struck me with his cane. “I did not know another thing until you took the lid off the Green Jar,” the Beautiful Girl told Gran’ma, as she ended her tale. “And you don’t know how long you were in the Green Jar?” asked the children. “No, I have no recollection of any time at all. It just seems as if I had gone to sleep and just awakened.” “I never knew such things were possible,” Gran’pa exclaimed, “until we came here, to the Magical Land of Noom!” “Don’t you live on the Moon?” the Beautiful Girl asked. “No,” Gran’ma answered, “we just came to the Moon. We live upon the Earth, and we shall be very glad when we can get back there, too, I tell you!” [Illustration] “Why don’t you return to the Earth?” the Beautiful Girl inquired.