Mrs. Tiptoe had to tell the Princess of her adventure as they went
inside the Castle.
“And to think you were the Soft-Voiced Cow,” laughed the Princess, “and
that none of us suspected it! My, I am glad we are all safe and sound
and home again!”
“We are very glad too,” Gran’ma said, “but Gran’pa, Janey, Johnny and I
are still very far from home!”
“Oh, you will like it here,” the Princess laughed as she threw her arms
about Gran’ma. “And I shall have you live here with me all the time in
the Castle, for we owe everything to you!”
“You saved the Princess from the Green Jar and charmed away the wicked
magic from Mrs. Tiptoe!” exclaimed the General of the Guard.
“We must keep you with us always,” the Princess said as the party walked
into a great hall. “Now, Gran’pa,” she continued, “I will let Mr. Tiptoe
show you and Johnny to your rooms, and when all have dressed we are
going to have a nice little party all to ourselves. I will take Gran’ma
and Janey and Mrs. Tiptoe to their rooms and we will meet you in the
Banquet Hall very soon.”
The Princess led Gran’ma, Janey and Mrs. Tiptoe to a wonderful room with
ivory and gold beds. Beautiful draperies hung from the windows, and a
merry little fountain tinkled in one corner of the room.
“Here are your clothes,” the Princess said, opening a closet and
displaying rows and rows of wonderful silk and satin dresses.
Janey’s eyes were the size of saucers. Some of the dresses were pink—and
pink was her favorite color!
“I had them all made to fit you and Janey,” she told Gran’ma. “I am so
sorry I did not know that Mrs. Tiptoe was to be with us, but she may
have one of Janey’s dresses, I’m sure!”
“Indeed she may!” Janey cried. “Oh, thank you so much, Your Majesty!”
“Now, see here!” cried the Princess, pretending to be very stern. “Do
not ‘Your Majesty’ me! I am to be plain Nidia to all of you, so you must
begin to get used to calling me that!”
When the Princess, Mrs. Tiptoe, Gran’ma and Janey reached the Banquet
Hall, Gran’pa, Johnny and the Tiptoe Brothers were there waiting for
them.
“Whee! How fine you all look!” Johnny cried, as he saw the beautiful
silk and satin dresses.
“You look fine, too!” Janey exclaimed. “All of you!”
“How did the Princess know our measurements?” Johnny whispered to Janey
as they took their seats at the table.
“I don’t know,” Janey replied, rather puzzled. “Just see Gran’pa! My,
doesn’t he look nice in that purple velvet!”
“We are very anxious to know how you got rid of the wicked Witch when
you returned to the Castle,” Gran’ma said to the Princess.
The Princess laughed a merry laugh and replied, “I am afraid you will be
disappointed with my adventure, for when I left you upon the mountain
side at Mr. Tiptoe’s Cottage-Cave I wished the Magic Umbrella to take me
to my mother, but as I flew over the City of Nite I changed my mind.
“‘No,’ I said to myself, ‘I will go right to the Castle and face the
wicked Witch!’
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