"I said she was a lady," said Uncle Henry, "but I'm not so sure that she is acting like one. In fact, she is in an attitude that few ladies would like to be seen in, at least not in the plain view of everybody who looks at the sky." "What's she doing, Uncle Henry?" inquired Betty, in a tone that said, "I guess it can't be anything so _very_ bad." Betty was herself fond of climbing trees, in spite of motherly disapproval of such tomboy activities. "She's lying flat on her back, with her arms and legs sprawled out and her head resting against the corner of _Pegasus'_ box stall. I should think it might be very uncomfortable for her, unless she is lying on a pile of hay, for _Andromeda_ has been there a very long time in the same position. The ancient Greeks said that _Andromeda_ was chained to a rock. Let's not have her that way; it would be so disagreeable." "She's probably asleep and doesn't notice, but we'll give her the hay," said Betty. "There's nobody to tell her not to lie down where she likes. How do we find her, Uncle Henry?" "First look for her head," said Uncle Henry. "It is the same star we found forming the lower corner of _Pegasus'_ square on the side toward the pole star. _Andromeda's_ feet are just below the W-shaped _Cassiopeia_. A line drawn from the swan's beak through his tail, and extended across the sky, will reach the stars in the feet. (25) Another line drawn diagonally across the square of _Pegasus_ to _Andromeda's_ head and extended will pass along her body, and farther on, her left foot will be seen just above the line. You see her now, don't you, Betty?" "Yes," said Betty, "and I think I see her arms." "All right, draw her in," Uncle Henry encouraged. Betty did, but didn't think she could draw well enough to outline the sleeping girl, so Uncle Henry did that. Then _Andromeda_ looked like this: [Illustration] Betty added a few lines to show that _Andromeda_ was lying on a pile of hay, instead of being chained to that hard rock the Greeks insisted upon. "What is that fuzzy little star just to her right, about at her hip?" asked Paul. "I'm glad you noticed that," said Uncle Henry. "The astronomers who lived ever so long ago, long before the birth of Christ Jesus, noticed that it looked 'fuzzy,' just as you have, and called it 'the little cloud.' It is now called 'The Great Nebula in _Andromeda_.' If you looked at it through a telescope you would see that it is not one star, but a great many. Some of them, as astronomers who live now tell us, are as large as our sun." "Ooh, how wonderful!" said Betty softly, and the boys' faces showed that they thought so, too. "Some night," promised Uncle Henry, "we'll bring up a little telescope and look at 'the little cloud' again. It is a fine sight." "Now," said Paul after a moment, "please can I find the ram and the little dog?"