"Well," said Uncle Henry, "the dragon is very terrible, but he is afraid of bears, so he is squirming away as fast as he can from them. He is wriggling a little faster too, because _Ursa Major_ is on one side of him and _Ursa Minor_ on the other. Draw a line through the stars in the tips of the swan's wings, back toward the head of the bear-driver, and you'll find the dragon's head about halfway. (5) It's a little triangle of stars, and from that the dragon's body winds around the little bear's body and down above the big bear's back." "I see all of him!" exclaimed Paul. "Here are the pebbles," said Uncle Henry, "put the dragon, or _Draco_, where he belongs." Paul did, and Uncle Henry finished him. "To-morrow night," said Uncle Henry, "we'll find some more of the star people and sky animals. They even have musical instruments in this Skyland of ours, so we'll find the lyre that the sky ladies play on! One of the sky gentlemen is a great archer, too, so we'll find him shooting his bow and arrow at a giant scorpion, and----" "Oh, let's find _that_ now!" pleaded Peter and Paul in unison. Betty did not join in the chorus. She was asleep, with her head in Uncle Henry's lap. [Illustration] "To-morrow night," smiled Uncle Henry. "Betty will want to hear, too, about the sky lady's mandolin, or harp, or lyre, or whatever it is." Then he picked up the little girl without waking her, and the boys followed him up the walk into "Seven Oaks"--and bed. THIRD EVENING UNCLE HENRY'S MAGIC TURNS THE LYRE INTO A UKELELE--AND THE ARCHER'S ARROW MISSES THE LOVELY SWAN AND HITS THE HORRID SCORPION Betty had been informed by her brothers that Uncle Henry had promised, after she fell asleep, to show the lyre that the star ladies play when they have nothing else to do. Since she had a new ukelele herself, and was learning to play it, her interest in all stringed instruments was keen, and as soon as the Society of Star-Gazers had come together on the beach the next evening, she demanded that the lyre be found. "All right," said Uncle Henry, "find the swan's wing, on the side of him toward the dragon. Get that? Well then, look for a very bright star between that wing and the swan's neck, and about the length of the swan's neck away from the tip of the wing. You can't miss it, for it's the brightest star anywhere near. Its name is _Vega_, and some one has called it 'the arc-light of the sky.'" (6) "I see it!" cried Betty and the boys together. "Look for two smaller stars that make a triangle with _Vega_, and then for three more that make a long diamond shape. That's right, Peter, put down the pebbles and finish the lyre." [Illustration] "It's sort of a harp on a foot!" said Betty in disappointment. "I want to make a ukelele of it." "Sure, easy as breathing," agreed Uncle Henry, and promptly rubbed out _Lyra_ from the sand, and made it over.