```And I think he was made of tin, `And I noticed the paint on the top of his head ```Was getting remarkably thin. ``And I asked him why, at that hour of the night, ```He was making that horrible noise; ``And I told him to stop and behave like a man, ``Or like other respectable toys.= ``"Oh! how would you like it yourself,” quoth he, ```"To be married to such a wife; ``To be treated as no loving husband should be, ```And be plagued almost out of your life? ``She carries on with the other toys, ```She’s extravagant and vain; ``No wonder,” he said, “that I’m sorry I wed ```And long to be single again."= ``"It’s all very well,” said another voice, ```"But he’s just as bad as me, ``And he needn’t have wed, for I had my choice ```Of many as good as he.” ``And a waxen doll, in a dress of blue ```That was rather the worse for wear, ``Looked up from under our Baby’s shoe ```With a discontented air.= `"You naughty, naughty toys,” I cried, ```"To quarrel now you’re wed.” ``And as I packed them side by side ```I sadly shook my head. ``To think that this man and his wife ```To such extremes should go-- `How glad I am that in this life ```_We_ never quarrel so!= “Dear me!” thought Boy, “I suppose that is the same Dolly-girl and Tin Soldier that he sang about before. Well, One-and-Nine has the best of the bargain after all, if it is true; I must ask Pierrot about it if I get a chance of speaking to him.” While the concert was still going on a Messenger arrived from the King of Limesia saying that he was very pleased to have his Portmanteau again, and that he had quite forgiven his daughter for marrying the Prince now, and wished them every joy and happiness; and sent them as a peace-offering a number of Flying Machines, which had just been invented by one of his subjects, and which were most popular at Limesia. “Flying is now the popular craze of the day in our land,” explained the Messenger, “and the Park is reserved certain hours in the day for the convenience of ‘Flyists.’ Ladies now hold their ‘At Homes’ at the top of the highest trees, and Flying Tours are all the rage.” The machines, of which forty or fifty were sent, were very simple, and consisted of two large silk and whalebone wings, fastened on to the back with straps. Another strap was fastened at the wrist, and by flapping one’s arms about it was possible to fly quite comfortably. His Absolute Nothingness the Public Rhymester had to try one first. “For,” as the Lord High Adjudicator explained, “if he is killed it doesn’t matter in the least.” He got on very well, though, and then some of the others ventured to try them, and amused themselves and the rest of the Company by flying up into the trees and down again. Boy tried a pair, but thought them very clumsy. I suppose that really they were too big for him. [Illustration: 0209]