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298 THE ELDER TREE MOTHER
Hand in hand they went forth out of the arbour, and now they stood in the beauteous flower garden of home. The father's staff was tied up near the fresh grass-plot, and for the little boy there was life in that staff. As soon as they seated themselves upon it, the polished head |
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turned into a noble neighing horse's head, with a flowing mane, and four slender legs shot forth ; the creature was strong and spirited, and they rode at a gallop round the grass-plot—hurrah !
' Now we're going to ride many miles away,' said the boy; ' we'll ride to the nobleman's estate, where we went last year!'
And they rode round and round the grass-plot, and the little girl, who, as we know, was no one else but Elder Mother, kept crying out, |
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