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-The Project Gutenberg EBook of Bobbie Bubbles, by

-E. Hugh Sherwood and Maud Gridley Budlong

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-This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with

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-Title: Bobbie Bubbles

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-Author: E. Hugh Sherwood and Maud Gridley Budlong

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-Illustrator: E. Hugh Sherwood

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-Release Date: March 7, 2014 [EBook #45070]

-Last Updated: March 16, 2018

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-Language: English

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-*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK BOBBIE BUBBLES ***

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-Produced by David Widger from page images generously

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-BOBBIE BUBBLES

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-By E. Hugh Sherwood

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-And

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-By Maud Gridley Budlong

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-Illustrated by E. Hugh Sherwood

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-BOBBIE BUBBLES

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-Bobbie Bubbles was the most wonderful bubble blower that ever lived.

-

-No, his father's name wasn't Bubbles, and bubble blowing wasn't

-the family trade. Maybe the Smiths got their name because their

-great-great-great-grandfather's grandfather was a blacksmith, and maybe

-the Johnsons got their name because once, ages ago, a man named John had

-a son; but Bobbie Bubbles didn't get his name secondhand from anybody.

-He got it himself, because he was a famous person. And this is how it

-happened.

-

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-

-One day Bobbie and Betty and Billy were out in the garden blowing

-bubbles. They all blew bubbles, big ones and little ones, till evening

-came and it was almost time for tea. Then Billy said, “I can blow the

-biggest bubble anybody's blown to-day,” and blew a bubble as big as an

-apple.

-

-“I can blow one bigger than that,” said Betty, and blew a bubble as big

-as a toy balloon.

-

-“I'll blow a bigger one still,” said Bobbie, and he blew and blew, and

-the bubble grew and grew--as big as a pumpkin, as big as the snowball

-they'd rolled in the yard at Christmas.

-

-Even then the wonderful bubble did not stop, but kept growing bigger

-and bigger. And still Bobbie blew and blew, and still the shining bubble

-grew and grew.

-

-Then, wonder of wonders! The great shimmering bubble, floating in the

-sunlit air and glowing with all the colors of the rainbow, suddenly

-reached out and took in Bobbie--pipe, arm, and all.

-

-Slowly the bubble rose with the surprised Bobbie and, light as

-thistledown, floated gently to and fro in the soft summer air just above

-the garden.

-

-[Illustration: 0012]

-

-“Dear me!” thought Bobbie, looking down through what seemed like walls

-of gleaming crystal. “Dear me! That's not our garden where Betty and

-Billy and I blew soap bubbles. No, that rainbow-colored place looks just

-like Fairyland in our story books. Really, now,” thought he, “have we

-sailed over into Fairyland?”

-

-Then, just as he was wondering what would happen next, along came a puff

-of wind, and, whiff! away sailed the bubble with Bobbie in it.

-

-Over the trees they went, up toward the clouds. Bobbie looked down

-through the bubble and saw his house grow smaller and smaller. Soon the

-whole village was only a little dark speck.

-

-Honk! Honk! Honk!

-

-“Mercy!” thought Bobbie. “Have they automobiles up here?” He looked

-around at the smooth sides of his delicate airship, but there was no way

-to steer it that he could see. Honk! Honk! Honk!

-

-“I can't!” shouted Bobbie. “I'd get out of the way if I could, but--”

-

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-

-By this time he'd managed to wiggle around in the bubble so that he

-could see what was behind him. It was a flock of geese.

-

-“Honk! Honk!” cried the leader again. He seemed to be dashing straight

-toward the bubble.

-

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-

-“I'd get out of the way if I could--” began Bobbie once more.

-

-“Certainly, certainly,” the goose interrupted rudely, “but there's no

-occasion. Don't you think we've made this trip often enough not to run

-into things?”

-

-“But you honked,” said Bobbie, as the goose flapped his great wing

-within a feather's breadth of the bubble.

-

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-

-“Why have a danger signal if you don't use it?” answered the goose,

-craning his head back over his wing; and in a moment nearly the whole

-flock had skimmed past and were honking away again, though there was

-nothing in the sky that Bobbie could see.

-

-“What are they honking at now?” he cried to an old goose, straggling

-behind.

-

-“That rooster on the weather vane,” said the goose. “It'd better look

-out. It's only two miles off.” And he went honking on after the others.

-

-Up soared the bubble, and Bobbie soon saw that the clouds now formed

-themselves into a long, crooked roadway lined with little houses and

-barns and windmills. Tiny cows grazed on the fleecy pink clouds, like

-cows in a meadow of pink and white clover. And, strange to say, what had

-looked like stars were buttercups--golden buttercups.

-

-Soon Bobbie sailed up close to a funny little farmer who was milking a

-cow.

-

-“Please, sir,” Bobbie called to him “will you tell me what country this

-is?”

-

-The little farmer turned around in such surprise that his stream of milk

-followed his glance, and came splashing against the side of the bubble.

-Bobbie held up his hands, for he was thirsty. But the bubble was like

-a big glass, with Bobbie on the inside and the milk on the outside--and

-not a drop came through.

-

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-

-“Oh, whizaphats!” said Bobbie in disgust. “We don't put even goldfish

-in such a mean thing as this. At least we leave a hole in the top to put

-food in!”

-

-“Eh? What's that? I can't hear you,” said the little farmer in a squeaky

-voice.

-

-“Oh!” said Bobbie. “Oh! I was asking you what country this is.”

-

-“The Milky Way,” answered the little farmer. “This is where we make

-cheese and butter for his Beaming Majesty the Moon. I'm Chief Cheese

-Server,” he added proudly.

-

-Majesty! Was that jolly looking man in the moon, who'd winked at him so

-many times, a king? He didn't act very dignified.

-

-“Must be some relation to Old King Cole,” thought Bobbie. But before he

-had time to ask about this, up jumped the little farmer in such haste

-he overturned his milking stool, which rolled down perilously near the

-bubble.

-

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-

-“Time to serve his Majesty!” he cried, and dashed into the house for his

-court costume. A second later he appeared wearing a wig and goatee like

-Uncle Sam's and carrying a big cheese on a gold plate. Behind him came a

-pretty little milkmaid with a glass of buttermilk.

-

-“Follow us,” the farmer called out to Bobbie, and the bubble bounced

-along after them.

-

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-

-They didn't seem to have time to wait for Bobbie, and when he reached

-the door of the great hall he saw the moon beaming down on them as they

-stood before his throne. Bobbie wondered what he ought to do when he got

-in, but just then the bubble was caught up by the wind again, and sailed

-gently on.

-

-“Well, it's all very queer,” said Bobbie. “Anyway, I found out that's

-all wrong about the moon's being green cheese.”

-

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-

-Now just about this time it chanced that the King of Mars picked up his

-powerful spyglass and began to scan the heavens for signs of possible

-war. He was a crusty old fellow, the King of Mars, and nothing delighted

-him so much as to stir up trouble. In fact, he was one of those people

-who to make things unpleasant, _half_ the time they don't mean to.

-Even in his own court, where he _always_ manage when at least wished to

-appear very nice to every one, his wife was always having to step on

-his toes--under his royal robes, of course--to remind him to be polite.

-She'd stepped on them so often, indeed, that he had to have one foot

-bound up in a bandage.

-

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-

-Now when the king looked out, everything seemed very peaceful and

-uninteresting. There were the golden buttercups and the fleecy meadows

-of the Milky Way, and the calm blue sea of the sky--all quiet and

-everyday looking.

-

-But at length, as he looked at the sky, the king saw a little shining

-ball sailing up into the air. What could it be? A new planet, perhaps.

-He sent post haste for charts and maps, but not a thing could he find

-about any such fairylike world. He was about to declare himself the

-discoverer of a new heavenly body and to summon his army to conquer

-its people when another glance through his glasses showed him that this

-little globe had only one inhabitant, and that one a little boy!

-

-However, no telling but even this little boy might be a spy from some

-distant land and dangerous, so he summoned his soldiers and ordered them

-to capture the stranger.

-

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-

-Away went the soldiers at double quick, and in a moment Bobbie was

-surrounded by hundreds of little winged men. They had large heads and

-queer faces; but fortunately, when they saw Bobbie and his frail little

-“world” they thought it a huge joke and quite forgot to look warlike.

-They seized the bubble, however, and soon Bobbie was hovering over a

-great building that reminded him of pictures of either the English House

-of Parliament or the New York Terminal, he couldn't remember which.

-Anyway, it was very large and very high.

-

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-

-The king was greatly disappointed to see what a little world he'd found,

-but nevertheless, he commanded Bobbie to come forth and swear allegiance

-to him.

-

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-

-Now Bobbie would have been very glad, indeed, to step out of the bubble

-if he could have gone home, but he didn't much like the looks of the

-King of Mars. Anyway, as you know, it was quite impossible for him to

-leave the bubble.

-

-“I can't get out, your Majesty,” he said; “and besides, I'm not allowed

-to swear, so it wouldn't be any use to get out for that.”

-

-“Indeed!” cried the king in a great rage. “Indeed! Haven't I conquered

-your whole world and brought you here prisoner?”

-

-“Why, no,” answered Bobbie, frightened to see the king so very angry.

-“You haven't conquered my world at all. You don't think this little

-bubble is a world, do you? It's nothing but soap and water and air--a

-fairy balloon, my mother says--though why it's grown so big and sailed

-off with me like this, I'm sure I don't; know.”

-

-“Oh, it's water, is it? Well, then, why don't you say flowing? Say

-flowing, not sailing. Water doesn't sail, it flows,” cried the king.

-“Your language is something terrible. The whole thing's a case for the

-naval authorities. Admiral, scuttle this water balloon so the prisoner

-cannot flow away, and put the enemy under guard. But mind you don't

-wreck the water balloon. We'll use it as a model for our new fleet.”

- Poor little Bobbie! He had stuck a pin in a soap bubble one day, and he

-remembered how suddenly it collapsed into a little spot of soapy water.

-If they scuttled his bubble now, how would he ever get home?

-

-The king's funny little special guard was rushing forward with his spear

-to pierce the bubble, and Bobbie was almost ready to cry, when he heard

-a tinkling voice, and looking up he saw the daintiest of little fairies

-standing before the king. Without a doubt she was queen of the fairies.

-Bobbie seemed to know her quite well, he had seen her picture often in

-his picture books at home.

-

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-

-“Your Majesty,” she was saying, “this little boy is no enemy of yours.

-His mother was quite right; what you thought was his world is indeed

-a fairy balloon, and though he didn't know it, he is on his way to

-Flowerland at the special wish of the fairies. Will you not let him go?”

-

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-

-Now the King of Mars well knew the power of the fairies, and he usually

-listened to what they said; but it made him so angry to think he'd made

-such a mistake as to believe the fairy balloon a new world he shouted,

-“No! I'll not let him go! Put him under guard. Put 'em both under

-guard--put--” But before he could say another word, with a great buzzing

-and whirring, a whole host of fairy soldiers had fallen upon him. They

-stabbed the poor king right and left with their sharp little sabers and

-bayonets, so that he shrieked with pain and rage and--quite forgetting

-his bandaged foot--rushed down from his throne toward the door of

-the palace. Then the fairy soldiers fell upon the king's funny little

-admiral, and all the king's men, and drove them off helter skelter. The

-soldiers followed swiftly after them, and when they rushed past Bobbie,

-to his surprise he saw they were a swarm of bees!

-

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-

-At the same time the bubble began to rise. As it floated through the

-window Bobbie could see the king and his men tearing madly round and

-round the palace yard. My! how angry they were, and how their arms and

-legs did smart where the soldiers had stabbed them!

-

-They stabbed the poor king right and left with their sharp little

-sabers and bayonets, so that he shrieked with pain and rage and--quite

-forgetting his bandaged foot--rushed down from his throne toward the

-door of the palace. Then the fairy soldiers fell upon the king's funny

-little admiral, and all the king's men, and drove them off helter

-skelter. The soldiers followed swiftly after them, and when they rushed

-past Bobbie, to his surprise he saw they were a swarm of bees!

-

-At the same time the bubble began to rise. As it floated through the

-window Bobbie could see the king and his men tearing madly round and

-round the palace yard. My! how angry they were, and how their arms and

-legs did smart where the soldiers had stabbed them!

-

-The fairy summoned her soldiers, and the next instant they were all

-sailing away.

-

-To Flowerland the wee fairy took Bobbie, and here were sights to gladden

-one's heart. As far as he could see, spread great beds of brilliant

-tulips and nodding columbine, towering flowers that Bobbie could not

-name, and delicate trailing vines. Bees and butterflies half hidden in

-the blossoms made fluttering bits of brightness. Beautiful dragon flies

-darted about, and Bobbie could hear the soft whir of the humming birds'

-wings, though all he could see of them was a gold-green flash as they

-darted from flower to flower. The air was sweet with perfume, and as

-Bobbie gazed about there suddenly burst through the blossoms a band of

-smiling fairies.

-

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-

-There were seven of them, dressed in the seven colors of the rainbow,

-and as the dew-drops fell from the flowers upon their wings they

-sparkled like diamonds in the sunlight.

-

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-

-Half flying, half dancing, they circled round Bobbie and his fairy and

-led them to a tiny bower overhung with vines. In the center stood a

-great toadstool that served as a table, and around it smaller toadstool

-chairs. Upon the table was spread a wondrous banquet. There was honey in

-dainty flower cups, and the most delicious-looking food that Bobbie had

-ever seen. Gay-winged butterflies with lily-pad trays and little butler

-bees in smart striped waistcoats hovered about to serve the banquet.

-

-As Bobbie and the queen approached the table, five other fairies came

-tripping into the bower. “These are my faithful helpers, Bobbie,” said

-the queen, “my Right-hand Fairies. Thumb, how went the day?”

-

-“Most happily, your Majesty,” answered a little fairy in a tight-fitting

-suit, and as he spoke he made a quick bow backwards, for all the world

-like a thumb straightening up stiffly.

-

-“And yours, Pointer?” asked the queen.

-

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-

-“The same, your Majesty,” answered the fairy next to Thumb, and as she

-spoke she made a most curious bow with her whole body bent over from the

-ankles, so that she looked like a finger pointing straight and stern.

-

-“And Middleman?” asked the fairy queen, addressing the tallest of the

-five.

-

-“Most excellently, your Majesty,” replied Middleman. He was so tall and

-dignified he scarcely bowed at all.

-

-“Circlet next,” said the queen, and the fourth little fairy made a

-correct bow from the waist, like a polite gentleman at a ball.

-

-“Delightfully, your Majesty,” he said. “And how did your day go, Little

-One?” said the queen, turning to the smallest of the fairies.

-

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-

-“It was a beautiful day, your Majesty,” she replied, and made a little

-curly looking bow so that her hair touched the floor.

-

-“Ah, then,” said the queen, “let us refresh ourselves.”

-

-So they all gathered around the table and the bees and butterflies began

-to serve them--all but Bobbie; for the bubble was still as smooth as

-glass. He remembered how he had tried to get a drink in the Milky Way,

-and looked at the queen questioningly. She turned to him.

-

-“You cannot leave your fairy balloon, Bobbie,” she said, “unless you

-will stay with us a hundred years. But you need only wish for whatever

-you would like to eat, and you will find it in your hand.”

-

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-

-So Bobbie wished for one delicious thing after another, and each tasted

-better than the last. As the sun went down, fireflies danced into the

-bower and lighted it with their tiny candles until the moon spread its

-soft white light over all the land.

-

-Then, the fairy banquet finished, the queen rose from the table. “Now

-for a frolic,” she said to Bobbie, and as the Right-hand Fairies circled

-about them she led the way to where all the fairies of Flowerland were

-dancing on the green. Bobbie, of course, could not dance, shut up in the

-bubble, but Bobbie wished for one delicious thing after another he was

-so interested in watching the fairies' graceful, fantastic figures and

-mischievous pranks, he never thought of dancing himself; and when at

-cockcrow the fairies suddenly slipped out of sight in the flowers, he

-could scarcely believe it was day.

-

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-

-Back to the bower floated the bubble, and Bobbie slept until the sun was

-high in the morning sky. Then the fairy queen called him, and he awoke

-to see the Rainbow Fairies just outside. They were seated on brilliant

-butterflies which were harnessed to a spiderweb net.

-

-“To-day you shall visit the Rainbow,” said the queen.

-

-“And see the pot of gold?” asked Bobbie.

-

-“Yes,” answered the fairy, “and all the countless treasures the Rainbow

-Dwarf guards there.”

-

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-

-Then the Rainbow Fairies slipped down from the butterflies and threw the

-silken strands of the spiderweb net over the bubble.

-

-The fairy queen mounted her own golden butterfly, and away they flew.

-

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-

-They hadn't gone very far when they met the four little Breezes

-frolicking in the air. They bobbed their heads up and down three times

-out of respect to the fairy queen, but all the time they were looking

-out of the corners of their eyes at Bobbie.

-

-“These are the Breezes, Bobbie,” said the fairy, “the sons of the four

-Winds,” and turning to them, she added, “But perhaps you know Bobbie?”

-

-Bobbie was sure he had never seen the Breezes before, but they seemed to

-know him.

-

-“Oh, can't he stay and play with us?” cried West Breeze. But at that

-moment a big dirigible came in sight, and the four little Breezes went

-scurrying away.

-

-[Illustration: 0051]

-

-In it were four strange looking persons. Bobbie thought they must be sky

-pirates until the fairy introduced them as the four Winds! He wondered

-how such dreadful looking fathers could have such nice little sons.

-

-“Bobbie has been my guest since yesterday, and we 're now on our way to

-the Rainbow,” explained the fairy.

-

-“We are on our way to the Rainbow, too,” said North Wind, and his breath

-was so chilly the butterfly steeds huddled together in fright.

-

-“Let us take Bobbie with us, your Majesty,” said West Wind, and gave

-Bobbie a tremendous, friendly wink. “He ought to have a ride in our new

-dirigible--it's great!”

-

-Bobbie did wish he could have gone with the little Breezes instead of

-with their fathers, but he did n't like to offend West Wind, so he said,

-“I'd be glad to go with you, but I'd rather ride in my own balloon,

-please.”

-

-“Very well,” said the fairy. “That will be delightful, and I'll leave

-you. Have a good time!” and with that she waved good-by and flew back

-toward Flowerland with her butterfly team.

-

-[Illustration: 0049]

-

-The bubble floated alongside the dirigible, though the four Winds made

-such a gale with their constant talk and laughter the bubble certainly

-would have been blown to pieces if it had n't been a fairy balloon

-instead of an ordinary bubble. As they went along the brothers began

-planning what they would do to entertain Bobbie after they left the

-Rainbow.

-

-“We'll go down to Earth,” said West Wind. “That's the place to have fun!

-I'll blow off a man's hat and make him chase it, and I'll flap some

-washing off a line and let a dog get it, and--”

-

-“And I 'll blow up a rain,” interrupted East Wind, “and turn an umbrella

-wrong side out, and upset a signboard and a sailboat, and--”

-

-“What child's play!” said North Wind freezingly. “You must come with me,

-Bobbie. I'll show you a polar bear riding on an iceberg, and then we'll

-blow the berg crashing down on an ocean liner, and--”

-

-[Illustration: 0052]

-

-Bobbie began to be frightened. He didn't think he'd enjoy doing any such

-thing. He was wishing he'd never come with the Winds when he heard a

-great commotion behind him, and _their_ father, old King Eolus himself,

-came puffing up.

-

-“Here, you young scalawags,” he shouted in a big voice, “what's all this

-nonsense? Where are you going? I know where you are going--you 're going

-home, straight home.”

-

-“Sorry, sir,” said West Wind impudently, “but we told the fairy queen

-we'd take her friend Bobbie to the Rainbow.”

-

-[Illustration: 0053]

-

-“I'll take him there myself,” said the old king. “That's just what I'm

-here for.” So the four Winds had to say good-by to Bobbie and go back

-home; and Bobbie wasn't sorry to see them go, either.

-

-“My messengers, the geese, told me yesterday that you were up here,”

- said the old king. “I've been on the lookout for you ever since. I was

-afraid you'd fall in with those rascals of mine. They 're good boys,” he

-added, not stopping to think he'd just called them rascals, “good boys,

-but young.”

-

-“Oh,” said Bobbie.

-

-Then old King Eolus and Bobbie traveled on together until they came to

-a great shimmering many-colored arch. At the foot of the arch stood the

-Rainbow Dwarf beside the pot of gold, and piled around him were bags

-of coins and jewels, chests of silver, and wonderful jars and horns of

-precious metal. Their splendor dazzled one's eyes.

-

-[Illustration: 0055]

-

-“All hail!” cried the dwarf.

-

-“Good day!” cried King Eolus. “No hail in this weather.”

-

-But the Rainbow Dwarf didn't seem to see that any joke was intended, and

-was as solemn as an owl.

-

-“Did you see my daughters?” he asked Bobbie, so suddenly poor Bobbie

-could only gasp for a moment.

-

-“Did you see my daughters in Flower-land?” he questioned again.

-

-[Illustration: 0056]

-

-“Oh, the Rainbow Fairies,” answered Bobbie. “Yes; but why do they live

-in Flowerland? Why don't they live here with you?”

-

-“Listen to me, son,” answered the dwarf solemnly. “Listen to me. My

-daughters are the artists for all Fairyland. I taught them to paint here

-in the Rainbow, and now they paint all the flowers and trees and green

-things that grow. That's why they live in Flowerland. But they often

-come to visit me, and of course they have to come back to the Rainbow to

-get their paint.”

-

-Just then Bobbie heard the soft fluttering of wings, and looking up he

-saw coming toward him the seven dainty Rainbow Fairies. With them was

-the fairy queen seated on her golden butterfly and driving her brilliant

-butterfly team. Bobbie was very glad to see the beautiful little fairies

-again, and they all greeted him and the little dwarf affectionately.

-

-[Illustration: 0059]

-

-But the fairies seemed in a great hurry. Each carried a long dandelion

-stem with a fuzzy white head. One by one they went up to the rainbow,

-dipped the dandelion brush in gleaming color, and, in a second, were off

-again to Flowerland. The fairy queen told Bobbie of the new violets and

-buttercups, nodding sunflowers, and fields of new grass waiting to be

-painted by the Rainbow Fairies. Then she bade Bobbie good-by once more,

-and waving her hand to the dwarf, mounted her shining steed and flew

-swiftly away toward the golden sun.

-

-As Bobbie watched her, old King Eolus came puffing back from the chest

-of silver he'd been examining. “Time for me to be off again,” he said.

-“Old Eolus can't stay in one place very long, you know. Come on, Bobbie,

-and I'll start you on your way home!”

-

-“Here, here,” cried the dwarf, “before you go, help yourself to some of

-this treasure. It's the prize for reaching the Rainbow's end, and you've

-done it, Bobbie.”

-

-But again Bobbie could not reach through the bubble, and much as he

-hated to leave the glittering coins and sparkling stones, there seemed

-no help for it. He was just about to thank the dwarf for his kindness,

-however, when the dwarf said, “Next time you see the Raindrops, dig in

-your back yard. They are my messengers, and I'll send the gold by them.”

-

-So Bobbie thanked the dwarf for his promise, and bade him good-by. Then

-old King Eolus puffed out his cheeks and with a mighty breath sent the

-bubble spinning. Faster and faster it sped through space, and what with

-going so fast and thinking so hard about the gold the dwarf had promised

-him, Bobbie never noticed what was happening around him until he heard a

-hoarse voice shouting, “Off the track! Off the track! Off the track!”

-

-Imagine how shocked he was to see coming toward him a most remarkable

-person who was all head and no body--though at first glance the long

-sandy beard that trailed out behind him took the place of a body. But,

-indeed, he was no gentleman in any sense of the word. He had wicked

-looking eyes, and as he shouted again he pointed with one of his great

-ears.

-

-[Illustration: 0061]

-

-“Off the track! Off the track! Off the track!” he repeated at the top of

-his voice.

-

-Now Bobbie could n't see any track, and of course he couldn't have got

-off of his own accord if he had seen one. This curious person was coming

-like a fire engine, too, and things certainly seemed in a bad way.

-

-“He's just like those silly geese,” thought Bobbie. “Folks up here in

-the sky are always telling other folks to get out of the way!”

-

-Now the air was filled with a terrible rushing sound and the curious

-person was shouting away louder than ever. “Clear the road, clear the

-road there for the Comet Express!”

-

-“Whizaphats!” thought Bobbie. “Comet Express! Why, he _can't_

-stop--expresses never stop--and I can't--and--I'll signal him!”

-

-He grabbed at his red tie and, pulling it off his neck, waved it round

-and round his head. Too late--the Comet Expressman still dashed madly

-on.

-

-“Say,” cried Bobbie, “don't you see this signal? Danger! Danger, I tell

-you! There'll be a collision!”

-

-Bobbie grew more and more excited as he watched the grinning head with

-the long sandy beard rushing on and on. As it neared the Milky Way a

-flock of goats scurried wildly across its path and a herd of cows kicked

-up their heels and ran to the farthest corner of their pink pasture. And

-just then, with a fearful swoop, the Comet Express bore down upon Bobbie

-and the wonderful bubble.

-

-[Illustration: 0063]

-

-Whiz! Buzz! Boom! With a whirl and dash the rushing head came tearing

-along, then--Zip! Spat!

-

-The bubble was splashing in a burst of water and light. The Comet

-Expressman looked back with an evil grin, and Bobbie went hurtling

-down--down--over and over--down--down. There below him was the big, deep

-sea. Down--down went Bobbie, and you may be sure he had no chance to

-think of any way to stop himself. Sometimes his head was where his heels

-ought to be, and sometimes he spun around like a top. And what was worse

-yet, once in a while, as he whirled about, he caught sight of the Comet

-Expressman, and that hideous head with the long sandy beard trailing out

-behind would wiggle its ears and grin.

-

-My! but Bobbie would have given anything to get hold of that long

-trailing sandy beard and give it a sharp tug or two.

-

-But just holding his breath gave Bobbie enough to do.

-

-Down--down--he fell--over and over--down and down. He caught one more

-sight of the wiggling ears when--Splash!

-

-But to his surprise Bobbie did n't stop. He kept on going down, down

-through the soft green water. Away, 'way down he went, to the bottom of

-the deep sea.

-

-“Well, anyway,” thought he, “I'm done with the Comet Expressman.”

-

-He could see nothing but water, and more water, and he certainly felt

-wet clear through. Then, having reached the bottom, Bobbie had another

-surprise. He began going up again as fast as he had gone down, and in

-a moment found himself on the surface, being carried swiftly along by a

-great foaming wave that was rushing toward the sandy shore, and--

-

-Bump!

-

-There sat Bobbie in his garden at home!

-

-No wonder he was wet. The bubble bowl was upset and Fluff, the poodle,

-was just disappearing behind the lilac bush. The soapy water made a

-nice, cold, soaky puddle.

-

-A big, round, shining moon that made him think of the Comet Expressman

-seemed to be looking down and laughing at him.

-

-The garden was very quiet. Looking around, Bobbie spied a little white

-fuzzy head close beside him.

-

-“Fairy paint brush! Humph!” thought Bobbie, and he reached over to pluck

-a blade of grass. “Why, I declare,” he said, “the little new shoot just

-peeping out of the ground has almost no color at all. Think of all the

-grass that's been painted right in our own yard! Those Rainbow Fairies

-certainly have a good deal of work to do.” As Bobbie stood up, Fluff

-came bounding back. He leaped upon his little master as joyfully as

-though he had n't seen him for days and weeks. For a minute Bobbie felt

-that he really had been away on a long, long journey. Then he glanced

-down at the soapy little puddle behind him.

-

-“Fluff, sir,” he said with a frown, pretending to be very angry, “look

-at what you've done, and look at my clothes! But my whizaphats!” he

-added, seizing Fluff's paws. “If that dream had been true your ocean

-would have saved my life. If I'd landed on the _ground_ when the Comet

-Expressman hit me, no telling what _would_ have happened!”

-

-Just then the tea bell rang. “Come on, Fluff,” Bobbie cried, starting

-for the house, “come on. We can get a drink of milk here, even if it

-isn't the Milky Way!”

-

-

-

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+BOBBIE BUBBLES
+
+By E. Hugh Sherwood
+
+And
+
+By Maud Gridley Budlong
+
+Illustrated by E. Hugh Sherwood
+
+
+[Illustration: 0001]
+
+[Illustration: 0005]
+
+[Illustration: 0006]
+
+[Illustration: 0009]
+
+
+
+
+BOBBIE BUBBLES
+
+
+Bobbie Bubbles was the most wonderful bubble blower that ever lived.
+
+No, his father's name wasn't Bubbles, and bubble blowing wasn't
+the family trade. Maybe the Smiths got their name because their
+great-great-great-grandfather's grandfather was a blacksmith, and maybe
+the Johnsons got their name because once, ages ago, a man named John had
+a son; but Bobbie Bubbles didn't get his name secondhand from anybody.
+He got it himself, because he was a famous person. And this is how it
+happened.
+
+[Illustration: 8007]
+
+One day Bobbie and Betty and Billy were out in the garden blowing
+bubbles. They all blew bubbles, big ones and little ones, till evening
+came and it was almost time for tea. Then Billy said, “I can blow the
+biggest bubble anybody's blown to-day,” and blew a bubble as big as an
+apple.
+
+“I can blow one bigger than that,” said Betty, and blew a bubble as big
+as a toy balloon.
+
+“I'll blow a bigger one still,” said Bobbie, and he blew and blew, and
+the bubble grew and grew--as big as a pumpkin, as big as the snowball
+they'd rolled in the yard at Christmas.
+
+Even then the wonderful bubble did not stop, but kept growing bigger
+and bigger. And still Bobbie blew and blew, and still the shining bubble
+grew and grew.
+
+Then, wonder of wonders! The great shimmering bubble, floating in the
+sunlit air and glowing with all the colors of the rainbow, suddenly
+reached out and took in Bobbie--pipe, arm, and all.
+
+Slowly the bubble rose with the surprised Bobbie and, light as
+thistledown, floated gently to and fro in the soft summer air just above
+the garden.
+
+[Illustration: 0012]
+
+“Dear me!” thought Bobbie, looking down through what seemed like walls
+of gleaming crystal. “Dear me! That's not our garden where Betty and
+Billy and I blew soap bubbles. No, that rainbow-colored place looks just
+like Fairyland in our story books. Really, now,” thought he, “have we
+sailed over into Fairyland?”
+
+Then, just as he was wondering what would happen next, along came a puff
+of wind, and, whiff! away sailed the bubble with Bobbie in it.
+
+Over the trees they went, up toward the clouds. Bobbie looked down
+through the bubble and saw his house grow smaller and smaller. Soon the
+whole village was only a little dark speck.
+
+Honk! Honk! Honk!
+
+“Mercy!” thought Bobbie. “Have they automobiles up here?” He looked
+around at the smooth sides of his delicate airship, but there was no way
+to steer it that he could see. Honk! Honk! Honk!
+
+“I can't!” shouted Bobbie. “I'd get out of the way if I could, but--”
+
+[Illustration: 0014]
+
+By this time he'd managed to wiggle around in the bubble so that he
+could see what was behind him. It was a flock of geese.
+
+“Honk! Honk!” cried the leader again. He seemed to be dashing straight
+toward the bubble.
+
+[Illustration: 0015]
+
+“I'd get out of the way if I could--” began Bobbie once more.
+
+“Certainly, certainly,” the goose interrupted rudely, “but there's no
+occasion. Don't you think we've made this trip often enough not to run
+into things?”
+
+“But you honked,” said Bobbie, as the goose flapped his great wing
+within a feather's breadth of the bubble.
+
+[Illustration: 0016]
+
+“Why have a danger signal if you don't use it?” answered the goose,
+craning his head back over his wing; and in a moment nearly the whole
+flock had skimmed past and were honking away again, though there was
+nothing in the sky that Bobbie could see.
+
+“What are they honking at now?” he cried to an old goose, straggling
+behind.
+
+“That rooster on the weather vane,” said the goose. “It'd better look
+out. It's only two miles off.” And he went honking on after the others.
+
+Up soared the bubble, and Bobbie soon saw that the clouds now formed
+themselves into a long, crooked roadway lined with little houses and
+barns and windmills. Tiny cows grazed on the fleecy pink clouds, like
+cows in a meadow of pink and white clover. And, strange to say, what had
+looked like stars were buttercups--golden buttercups.
+
+Soon Bobbie sailed up close to a funny little farmer who was milking a
+cow.
+
+“Please, sir,” Bobbie called to him “will you tell me what country this
+is?”
+
+The little farmer turned around in such surprise that his stream of milk
+followed his glance, and came splashing against the side of the bubble.
+Bobbie held up his hands, for he was thirsty. But the bubble was like
+a big glass, with Bobbie on the inside and the milk on the outside--and
+not a drop came through.
+
+[Illustration: 0018]
+
+“Oh, whizaphats!” said Bobbie in disgust. “We don't put even goldfish
+in such a mean thing as this. At least we leave a hole in the top to put
+food in!”
+
+“Eh? What's that? I can't hear you,” said the little farmer in a squeaky
+voice.
+
+“Oh!” said Bobbie. “Oh! I was asking you what country this is.”
+
+“The Milky Way,” answered the little farmer. “This is where we make
+cheese and butter for his Beaming Majesty the Moon. I'm Chief Cheese
+Server,” he added proudly.
+
+Majesty! Was that jolly looking man in the moon, who'd winked at him so
+many times, a king? He didn't act very dignified.
+
+“Must be some relation to Old King Cole,” thought Bobbie. But before he
+had time to ask about this, up jumped the little farmer in such haste
+he overturned his milking stool, which rolled down perilously near the
+bubble.
+
+[Illustration: 0020]
+
+“Time to serve his Majesty!” he cried, and dashed into the house for his
+court costume. A second later he appeared wearing a wig and goatee like
+Uncle Sam's and carrying a big cheese on a gold plate. Behind him came a
+pretty little milkmaid with a glass of buttermilk.
+
+“Follow us,” the farmer called out to Bobbie, and the bubble bounced
+along after them.
+
+[Illustration: 0022]
+
+They didn't seem to have time to wait for Bobbie, and when he reached
+the door of the great hall he saw the moon beaming down on them as they
+stood before his throne. Bobbie wondered what he ought to do when he got
+in, but just then the bubble was caught up by the wind again, and sailed
+gently on.
+
+“Well, it's all very queer,” said Bobbie. “Anyway, I found out that's
+all wrong about the moon's being green cheese.”
+
+[Ill 9023]
+
+Now just about this time it chanced that the King of Mars picked up his
+powerful spyglass and began to scan the heavens for signs of possible
+war. He was a crusty old fellow, the King of Mars, and nothing delighted
+him so much as to stir up trouble. In fact, he was one of those people
+who to make things unpleasant, _half_ the time they don't mean to.
+Even in his own court, where he _always_ manage when at least wished to
+appear very nice to every one, his wife was always having to step on
+his toes--under his royal robes, of course--to remind him to be polite.
+She'd stepped on them so often, indeed, that he had to have one foot
+bound up in a bandage.
+
+[Illustration: 0024]
+
+Now when the king looked out, everything seemed very peaceful and
+uninteresting. There were the golden buttercups and the fleecy meadows
+of the Milky Way, and the calm blue sea of the sky--all quiet and
+everyday looking.
+
+But at length, as he looked at the sky, the king saw a little shining
+ball sailing up into the air. What could it be? A new planet, perhaps.
+He sent post haste for charts and maps, but not a thing could he find
+about any such fairylike world. He was about to declare himself the
+discoverer of a new heavenly body and to summon his army to conquer
+its people when another glance through his glasses showed him that this
+little globe had only one inhabitant, and that one a little boy!
+
+However, no telling but even this little boy might be a spy from some
+distant land and dangerous, so he summoned his soldiers and ordered them
+to capture the stranger.
+
+[Illustration: 0026]
+
+Away went the soldiers at double quick, and in a moment Bobbie was
+surrounded by hundreds of little winged men. They had large heads and
+queer faces; but fortunately, when they saw Bobbie and his frail little
+“world” they thought it a huge joke and quite forgot to look warlike.
+They seized the bubble, however, and soon Bobbie was hovering over a
+great building that reminded him of pictures of either the English House
+of Parliament or the New York Terminal, he couldn't remember which.
+Anyway, it was very large and very high.
+
+[Illustration: 0028]
+
+The king was greatly disappointed to see what a little world he'd found,
+but nevertheless, he commanded Bobbie to come forth and swear allegiance
+to him.
+
+[Illustration: 9027]
+
+Now Bobbie would have been very glad, indeed, to step out of the bubble
+if he could have gone home, but he didn't much like the looks of the
+King of Mars. Anyway, as you know, it was quite impossible for him to
+leave the bubble.
+
+“I can't get out, your Majesty,” he said; “and besides, I'm not allowed
+to swear, so it wouldn't be any use to get out for that.”
+
+“Indeed!” cried the king in a great rage. “Indeed! Haven't I conquered
+your whole world and brought you here prisoner?”
+
+“Why, no,” answered Bobbie, frightened to see the king so very angry.
+“You haven't conquered my world at all. You don't think this little
+bubble is a world, do you? It's nothing but soap and water and air--a
+fairy balloon, my mother says--though why it's grown so big and sailed
+off with me like this, I'm sure I don't; know.”
+
+“Oh, it's water, is it? Well, then, why don't you say flowing? Say
+flowing, not sailing. Water doesn't sail, it flows,” cried the king.
+“Your language is something terrible. The whole thing's a case for the
+naval authorities. Admiral, scuttle this water balloon so the prisoner
+cannot flow away, and put the enemy under guard. But mind you don't
+wreck the water balloon. We'll use it as a model for our new fleet.”
+ Poor little Bobbie! He had stuck a pin in a soap bubble one day, and he
+remembered how suddenly it collapsed into a little spot of soapy water.
+If they scuttled his bubble now, how would he ever get home?
+
+The king's funny little special guard was rushing forward with his spear
+to pierce the bubble, and Bobbie was almost ready to cry, when he heard
+a tinkling voice, and looking up he saw the daintiest of little fairies
+standing before the king. Without a doubt she was queen of the fairies.
+Bobbie seemed to know her quite well, he had seen her picture often in
+his picture books at home.
+
+[Illustration: 0030]
+
+“Your Majesty,” she was saying, “this little boy is no enemy of yours.
+His mother was quite right; what you thought was his world is indeed
+a fairy balloon, and though he didn't know it, he is on his way to
+Flowerland at the special wish of the fairies. Will you not let him go?”
+
+[Illustration: 0032]
+
+Now the King of Mars well knew the power of the fairies, and he usually
+listened to what they said; but it made him so angry to think he'd made
+such a mistake as to believe the fairy balloon a new world he shouted,
+“No! I'll not let him go! Put him under guard. Put 'em both under
+guard--put--” But before he could say another word, with a great buzzing
+and whirring, a whole host of fairy soldiers had fallen upon him. They
+stabbed the poor king right and left with their sharp little sabers and
+bayonets, so that he shrieked with pain and rage and--quite forgetting
+his bandaged foot--rushed down from his throne toward the door of
+the palace. Then the fairy soldiers fell upon the king's funny little
+admiral, and all the king's men, and drove them off helter skelter. The
+soldiers followed swiftly after them, and when they rushed past Bobbie,
+to his surprise he saw they were a swarm of bees!
+
+[Illustration: 0035]
+
+At the same time the bubble began to rise. As it floated through the
+window Bobbie could see the king and his men tearing madly round and
+round the palace yard. My! how angry they were, and how their arms and
+legs did smart where the soldiers had stabbed them!
+
+They stabbed the poor king right and left with their sharp little
+sabers and bayonets, so that he shrieked with pain and rage and--quite
+forgetting his bandaged foot--rushed down from his throne toward the
+door of the palace. Then the fairy soldiers fell upon the king's funny
+little admiral, and all the king's men, and drove them off helter
+skelter. The soldiers followed swiftly after them, and when they rushed
+past Bobbie, to his surprise he saw they were a swarm of bees!
+
+At the same time the bubble began to rise. As it floated through the
+window Bobbie could see the king and his men tearing madly round and
+round the palace yard. My! how angry they were, and how their arms and
+legs did smart where the soldiers had stabbed them!
+
+The fairy summoned her soldiers, and the next instant they were all
+sailing away.
+
+To Flowerland the wee fairy took Bobbie, and here were sights to gladden
+one's heart. As far as he could see, spread great beds of brilliant
+tulips and nodding columbine, towering flowers that Bobbie could not
+name, and delicate trailing vines. Bees and butterflies half hidden in
+the blossoms made fluttering bits of brightness. Beautiful dragon flies
+darted about, and Bobbie could hear the soft whir of the humming birds'
+wings, though all he could see of them was a gold-green flash as they
+darted from flower to flower. The air was sweet with perfume, and as
+Bobbie gazed about there suddenly burst through the blossoms a band of
+smiling fairies.
+
+[Illustration: 0037]
+
+There were seven of them, dressed in the seven colors of the rainbow,
+and as the dew-drops fell from the flowers upon their wings they
+sparkled like diamonds in the sunlight.
+
+[Illustration: 0039]
+
+Half flying, half dancing, they circled round Bobbie and his fairy and
+led them to a tiny bower overhung with vines. In the center stood a
+great toadstool that served as a table, and around it smaller toadstool
+chairs. Upon the table was spread a wondrous banquet. There was honey in
+dainty flower cups, and the most delicious-looking food that Bobbie had
+ever seen. Gay-winged butterflies with lily-pad trays and little butler
+bees in smart striped waistcoats hovered about to serve the banquet.
+
+As Bobbie and the queen approached the table, five other fairies came
+tripping into the bower. “These are my faithful helpers, Bobbie,” said
+the queen, “my Right-hand Fairies. Thumb, how went the day?”
+
+“Most happily, your Majesty,” answered a little fairy in a tight-fitting
+suit, and as he spoke he made a quick bow backwards, for all the world
+like a thumb straightening up stiffly.
+
+“And yours, Pointer?” asked the queen.
+
+[Ill 8040]
+
+“The same, your Majesty,” answered the fairy next to Thumb, and as she
+spoke she made a most curious bow with her whole body bent over from the
+ankles, so that she looked like a finger pointing straight and stern.
+
+“And Middleman?” asked the fairy queen, addressing the tallest of the
+five.
+
+“Most excellently, your Majesty,” replied Middleman. He was so tall and
+dignified he scarcely bowed at all.
+
+“Circlet next,” said the queen, and the fourth little fairy made a
+correct bow from the waist, like a polite gentleman at a ball.
+
+“Delightfully, your Majesty,” he said. “And how did your day go, Little
+One?” said the queen, turning to the smallest of the fairies.
+
+[Illustration: 8041]
+
+“It was a beautiful day, your Majesty,” she replied, and made a little
+curly looking bow so that her hair touched the floor.
+
+“Ah, then,” said the queen, “let us refresh ourselves.”
+
+So they all gathered around the table and the bees and butterflies began
+to serve them--all but Bobbie; for the bubble was still as smooth as
+glass. He remembered how he had tried to get a drink in the Milky Way,
+and looked at the queen questioningly. She turned to him.
+
+“You cannot leave your fairy balloon, Bobbie,” she said, “unless you
+will stay with us a hundred years. But you need only wish for whatever
+you would like to eat, and you will find it in your hand.”
+
+[Illustration: 0043]
+
+So Bobbie wished for one delicious thing after another, and each tasted
+better than the last. As the sun went down, fireflies danced into the
+bower and lighted it with their tiny candles until the moon spread its
+soft white light over all the land.
+
+Then, the fairy banquet finished, the queen rose from the table. “Now
+for a frolic,” she said to Bobbie, and as the Right-hand Fairies circled
+about them she led the way to where all the fairies of Flowerland were
+dancing on the green. Bobbie, of course, could not dance, shut up in the
+bubble, but Bobbie wished for one delicious thing after another he was
+so interested in watching the fairies' graceful, fantastic figures and
+mischievous pranks, he never thought of dancing himself; and when at
+cockcrow the fairies suddenly slipped out of sight in the flowers, he
+could scarcely believe it was day.
+
+[Illustration: 0044]
+
+Back to the bower floated the bubble, and Bobbie slept until the sun was
+high in the morning sky. Then the fairy queen called him, and he awoke
+to see the Rainbow Fairies just outside. They were seated on brilliant
+butterflies which were harnessed to a spiderweb net.
+
+“To-day you shall visit the Rainbow,” said the queen.
+
+“And see the pot of gold?” asked Bobbie.
+
+“Yes,” answered the fairy, “and all the countless treasures the Rainbow
+Dwarf guards there.”
+
+[Ill 945]
+
+Then the Rainbow Fairies slipped down from the butterflies and threw the
+silken strands of the spiderweb net over the bubble.
+
+The fairy queen mounted her own golden butterfly, and away they flew.
+
+[Illustration: 0047]
+
+They hadn't gone very far when they met the four little Breezes
+frolicking in the air. They bobbed their heads up and down three times
+out of respect to the fairy queen, but all the time they were looking
+out of the corners of their eyes at Bobbie.
+
+“These are the Breezes, Bobbie,” said the fairy, “the sons of the four
+Winds,” and turning to them, she added, “But perhaps you know Bobbie?”
+
+Bobbie was sure he had never seen the Breezes before, but they seemed to
+know him.
+
+“Oh, can't he stay and play with us?” cried West Breeze. But at that
+moment a big dirigible came in sight, and the four little Breezes went
+scurrying away.
+
+[Illustration: 0051]
+
+In it were four strange looking persons. Bobbie thought they must be sky
+pirates until the fairy introduced them as the four Winds! He wondered
+how such dreadful looking fathers could have such nice little sons.
+
+“Bobbie has been my guest since yesterday, and we 're now on our way to
+the Rainbow,” explained the fairy.
+
+“We are on our way to the Rainbow, too,” said North Wind, and his breath
+was so chilly the butterfly steeds huddled together in fright.
+
+“Let us take Bobbie with us, your Majesty,” said West Wind, and gave
+Bobbie a tremendous, friendly wink. “He ought to have a ride in our new
+dirigible--it's great!”
+
+Bobbie did wish he could have gone with the little Breezes instead of
+with their fathers, but he did n't like to offend West Wind, so he said,
+“I'd be glad to go with you, but I'd rather ride in my own balloon,
+please.”
+
+“Very well,” said the fairy. “That will be delightful, and I'll leave
+you. Have a good time!” and with that she waved good-by and flew back
+toward Flowerland with her butterfly team.
+
+[Illustration: 0049]
+
+The bubble floated alongside the dirigible, though the four Winds made
+such a gale with their constant talk and laughter the bubble certainly
+would have been blown to pieces if it had n't been a fairy balloon
+instead of an ordinary bubble. As they went along the brothers began
+planning what they would do to entertain Bobbie after they left the
+Rainbow.
+
+“We'll go down to Earth,” said West Wind. “That's the place to have fun!
+I'll blow off a man's hat and make him chase it, and I'll flap some
+washing off a line and let a dog get it, and--”
+
+“And I 'll blow up a rain,” interrupted East Wind, “and turn an umbrella
+wrong side out, and upset a signboard and a sailboat, and--”
+
+“What child's play!” said North Wind freezingly. “You must come with me,
+Bobbie. I'll show you a polar bear riding on an iceberg, and then we'll
+blow the berg crashing down on an ocean liner, and--”
+
+[Illustration: 0052]
+
+Bobbie began to be frightened. He didn't think he'd enjoy doing any such
+thing. He was wishing he'd never come with the Winds when he heard a
+great commotion behind him, and _their_ father, old King Eolus himself,
+came puffing up.
+
+“Here, you young scalawags,” he shouted in a big voice, “what's all this
+nonsense? Where are you going? I know where you are going--you 're going
+home, straight home.”
+
+“Sorry, sir,” said West Wind impudently, “but we told the fairy queen
+we'd take her friend Bobbie to the Rainbow.”
+
+[Illustration: 0053]
+
+“I'll take him there myself,” said the old king. “That's just what I'm
+here for.” So the four Winds had to say good-by to Bobbie and go back
+home; and Bobbie wasn't sorry to see them go, either.
+
+“My messengers, the geese, told me yesterday that you were up here,”
+ said the old king. “I've been on the lookout for you ever since. I was
+afraid you'd fall in with those rascals of mine. They 're good boys,” he
+added, not stopping to think he'd just called them rascals, “good boys,
+but young.”
+
+“Oh,” said Bobbie.
+
+Then old King Eolus and Bobbie traveled on together until they came to
+a great shimmering many-colored arch. At the foot of the arch stood the
+Rainbow Dwarf beside the pot of gold, and piled around him were bags
+of coins and jewels, chests of silver, and wonderful jars and horns of
+precious metal. Their splendor dazzled one's eyes.
+
+[Illustration: 0055]
+
+“All hail!” cried the dwarf.
+
+“Good day!” cried King Eolus. “No hail in this weather.”
+
+But the Rainbow Dwarf didn't seem to see that any joke was intended, and
+was as solemn as an owl.
+
+“Did you see my daughters?” he asked Bobbie, so suddenly poor Bobbie
+could only gasp for a moment.
+
+“Did you see my daughters in Flower-land?” he questioned again.
+
+[Illustration: 0056]
+
+“Oh, the Rainbow Fairies,” answered Bobbie. “Yes; but why do they live
+in Flowerland? Why don't they live here with you?”
+
+“Listen to me, son,” answered the dwarf solemnly. “Listen to me. My
+daughters are the artists for all Fairyland. I taught them to paint here
+in the Rainbow, and now they paint all the flowers and trees and green
+things that grow. That's why they live in Flowerland. But they often
+come to visit me, and of course they have to come back to the Rainbow to
+get their paint.”
+
+Just then Bobbie heard the soft fluttering of wings, and looking up he
+saw coming toward him the seven dainty Rainbow Fairies. With them was
+the fairy queen seated on her golden butterfly and driving her brilliant
+butterfly team. Bobbie was very glad to see the beautiful little fairies
+again, and they all greeted him and the little dwarf affectionately.
+
+[Illustration: 0059]
+
+But the fairies seemed in a great hurry. Each carried a long dandelion
+stem with a fuzzy white head. One by one they went up to the rainbow,
+dipped the dandelion brush in gleaming color, and, in a second, were off
+again to Flowerland. The fairy queen told Bobbie of the new violets and
+buttercups, nodding sunflowers, and fields of new grass waiting to be
+painted by the Rainbow Fairies. Then she bade Bobbie good-by once more,
+and waving her hand to the dwarf, mounted her shining steed and flew
+swiftly away toward the golden sun.
+
+As Bobbie watched her, old King Eolus came puffing back from the chest
+of silver he'd been examining. “Time for me to be off again,” he said.
+“Old Eolus can't stay in one place very long, you know. Come on, Bobbie,
+and I'll start you on your way home!”
+
+“Here, here,” cried the dwarf, “before you go, help yourself to some of
+this treasure. It's the prize for reaching the Rainbow's end, and you've
+done it, Bobbie.”
+
+But again Bobbie could not reach through the bubble, and much as he
+hated to leave the glittering coins and sparkling stones, there seemed
+no help for it. He was just about to thank the dwarf for his kindness,
+however, when the dwarf said, “Next time you see the Raindrops, dig in
+your back yard. They are my messengers, and I'll send the gold by them.”
+
+So Bobbie thanked the dwarf for his promise, and bade him good-by. Then
+old King Eolus puffed out his cheeks and with a mighty breath sent the
+bubble spinning. Faster and faster it sped through space, and what with
+going so fast and thinking so hard about the gold the dwarf had promised
+him, Bobbie never noticed what was happening around him until he heard a
+hoarse voice shouting, “Off the track! Off the track! Off the track!”
+
+Imagine how shocked he was to see coming toward him a most remarkable
+person who was all head and no body--though at first glance the long
+sandy beard that trailed out behind him took the place of a body. But,
+indeed, he was no gentleman in any sense of the word. He had wicked
+looking eyes, and as he shouted again he pointed with one of his great
+ears.
+
+[Illustration: 0061]
+
+“Off the track! Off the track! Off the track!” he repeated at the top of
+his voice.
+
+Now Bobbie could n't see any track, and of course he couldn't have got
+off of his own accord if he had seen one. This curious person was coming
+like a fire engine, too, and things certainly seemed in a bad way.
+
+“He's just like those silly geese,” thought Bobbie. “Folks up here in
+the sky are always telling other folks to get out of the way!”
+
+Now the air was filled with a terrible rushing sound and the curious
+person was shouting away louder than ever. “Clear the road, clear the
+road there for the Comet Express!”
+
+“Whizaphats!” thought Bobbie. “Comet Express! Why, he _can't_
+stop--expresses never stop--and I can't--and--I'll signal him!”
+
+He grabbed at his red tie and, pulling it off his neck, waved it round
+and round his head. Too late--the Comet Expressman still dashed madly
+on.
+
+“Say,” cried Bobbie, “don't you see this signal? Danger! Danger, I tell
+you! There'll be a collision!”
+
+Bobbie grew more and more excited as he watched the grinning head with
+the long sandy beard rushing on and on. As it neared the Milky Way a
+flock of goats scurried wildly across its path and a herd of cows kicked
+up their heels and ran to the farthest corner of their pink pasture. And
+just then, with a fearful swoop, the Comet Express bore down upon Bobbie
+and the wonderful bubble.
+
+[Illustration: 0063]
+
+Whiz! Buzz! Boom! With a whirl and dash the rushing head came tearing
+along, then--Zip! Spat!
+
+The bubble was splashing in a burst of water and light. The Comet
+Expressman looked back with an evil grin, and Bobbie went hurtling
+down--down--over and over--down--down. There below him was the big, deep
+sea. Down--down went Bobbie, and you may be sure he had no chance to
+think of any way to stop himself. Sometimes his head was where his heels
+ought to be, and sometimes he spun around like a top. And what was worse
+yet, once in a while, as he whirled about, he caught sight of the Comet
+Expressman, and that hideous head with the long sandy beard trailing out
+behind would wiggle its ears and grin.
+
+My! but Bobbie would have given anything to get hold of that long
+trailing sandy beard and give it a sharp tug or two.
+
+But just holding his breath gave Bobbie enough to do.
+
+Down--down--he fell--over and over--down and down. He caught one more
+sight of the wiggling ears when--Splash!
+
+But to his surprise Bobbie did n't stop. He kept on going down, down
+through the soft green water. Away, 'way down he went, to the bottom of
+the deep sea.
+
+“Well, anyway,” thought he, “I'm done with the Comet Expressman.”
+
+He could see nothing but water, and more water, and he certainly felt
+wet clear through. Then, having reached the bottom, Bobbie had another
+surprise. He began going up again as fast as he had gone down, and in
+a moment found himself on the surface, being carried swiftly along by a
+great foaming wave that was rushing toward the sandy shore, and--
+
+Bump!
+
+There sat Bobbie in his garden at home!
+
+No wonder he was wet. The bubble bowl was upset and Fluff, the poodle,
+was just disappearing behind the lilac bush. The soapy water made a
+nice, cold, soaky puddle.
+
+A big, round, shining moon that made him think of the Comet Expressman
+seemed to be looking down and laughing at him.
+
+The garden was very quiet. Looking around, Bobbie spied a little white
+fuzzy head close beside him.
+
+“Fairy paint brush! Humph!” thought Bobbie, and he reached over to pluck
+a blade of grass. “Why, I declare,” he said, “the little new shoot just
+peeping out of the ground has almost no color at all. Think of all the
+grass that's been painted right in our own yard! Those Rainbow Fairies
+certainly have a good deal of work to do.” As Bobbie stood up, Fluff
+came bounding back. He leaped upon his little master as joyfully as
+though he had n't seen him for days and weeks. For a minute Bobbie felt
+that he really had been away on a long, long journey. Then he glanced
+down at the soapy little puddle behind him.
+
+“Fluff, sir,” he said with a frown, pretending to be very angry, “look
+at what you've done, and look at my clothes! But my whizaphats!” he
+added, seizing Fluff's paws. “If that dream had been true your ocean
+would have saved my life. If I'd landed on the _ground_ when the Comet
+Expressman hit me, no telling what _would_ have happened!”
+
+Just then the tea bell rang. “Come on, Fluff,” Bobbie cried, starting
+for the house, “come on. We can get a drink of milk here, even if it
+isn't the Milky Way!”
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Bobbie Bubbles, by
+E. Hugh Sherwood and Maud Gridley Budlong
+
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-<div>*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 45070 ***</div>

-

-    <div style="height: 8em;">

-      <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h1>

-      BOBBIE BUBBLES

-    </h1>

-    <h2>

-      By E. Hugh Sherwood and Maud Gridley Budlong

-    </h2>

-    <h3>

-      Illustrated by E. Hugh Sherwood

-    </h3>

-      <h4>

-     1916

-      </h4>

-<p>

-      <br /> <br />

-    </p>

-<div class="mynote">

-<h3><i>Dedicated to Anna Sophia</i></h3>

-</div>

-

-    <p>

-      <br /> <br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <br /> <br /> <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0001" id="linkimage-0001"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0001m.jpg" alt="0001m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0001.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0002" id="linkimage-0002"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0005m.jpg" alt="0005m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0005.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0003" id="linkimage-0003"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0006m.jpg" alt="0006m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0006.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0004" id="linkimage-0004"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0009m.jpg" alt="0009m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0009.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="link2H_4_0001" id="link2H_4_0001"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div style="height: 4em;">

-      <br /><br /><br /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h1>

-      BOBBIE BUBBLES

-    </h1>

-    <p class="pfirst">

-      <span class="dropcap" style="font-size: 4.00em">B</span>obbie Bubbles was

-      the most wonderful bubble blower that ever lived.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      No, his father's name wasn't Bubbles, and bubble blowing wasn't the family

-      trade. Maybe the Smiths got their name because their

-      great-great-great-grandfather's grandfather was a blacksmith, and maybe

-      the Johnsons got their name because once, ages ago, a man named John had a

-      son; but Bobbie Bubbles didn't get his name secondhand from anybody. He

-      got it himself, because he was a famous person. And this is how it

-      happened.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0005" id="linkimage-0005"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="figright" style="width:30%;">

-      <img src="images/8007.jpg" alt="8007 " width="100%" /><br /><a

-      href="images/8007.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </div>

-    <p>

-      One day Bobbie and Betty and Billy were out in the garden blowing bubbles.

-      They all blew bubbles, big ones and little ones, till evening came and it

-      was almost time for tea. Then Billy said, &ldquo;I can blow the biggest bubble

-      anybody's blown to-day,&rdquo; and blew a bubble as big as an apple.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;I can blow one bigger than that,&rdquo; said Betty, and blew a bubble as big as

-      a toy balloon.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;I'll blow a bigger one still,&rdquo; said Bobbie, and he blew and blew, and the

-      bubble grew and grew&mdash;as big as a pumpkin, as big as the snowball

-      they'd rolled in the yard at Christmas.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      Even then the wonderful bubble did not stop, but kept growing bigger and

-      bigger. And still Bobbie blew and blew, and still the shining bubble grew

-      and grew.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      Then, wonder of wonders! The great shimmering bubble, floating in the

-      sunlit air and glowing with all the colors of the rainbow, suddenly

-      reached out and took in Bobbie&mdash;pipe, arm, and all.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      Slowly the bubble rose with the surprised Bobbie and, light as

-      thistledown, floated gently to and fro in the soft summer air just above

-      the garden.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0006" id="linkimage-0006"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0012m.jpg" alt="0012m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0012.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Dear me!&rdquo; thought Bobbie, looking down through what seemed like walls of

-      gleaming crystal. &ldquo;Dear me! That's not our garden where Betty and Billy

-      and I blew soap bubbles. No, that rainbow-colored place looks just like

-      Fairyland in our story books. Really, now,&rdquo; thought he, &ldquo;have we sailed

-      over into Fairyland?&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      Then, just as he was wondering what would happen next, along came a puff

-      of wind, and, whiff! away sailed the bubble with Bobbie in it.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      Over the trees they went, up toward the clouds. Bobbie looked down through

-      the bubble and saw his house grow smaller and smaller. Soon the whole

-      village was only a little dark speck.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      Honk! Honk! Honk!

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Mercy!&rdquo; thought Bobbie. &ldquo;Have they automobiles up here?&rdquo; He looked around

-      at the smooth sides of his delicate airship, but there was no way to steer

-      it that he could see. Honk! Honk! Honk!

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;I can't!&rdquo; shouted Bobbie. &ldquo;I'd get out of the way if I could, but&mdash;&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0007" id="linkimage-0007"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0014m.jpg" alt="0014m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0014.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      By this time he'd managed to wiggle around in the bubble so that he could

-      see what was behind him. It was a flock of geese.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Honk! Honk!&rdquo; cried the leader again. He seemed to be dashing straight

-      toward the bubble.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0008" id="linkimage-0008"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0015m.jpg" alt="0015m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0015.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;I'd get out of the way if I could&mdash;&rdquo; began Bobbie once more.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Certainly, certainly,&rdquo; the goose interrupted rudely, &ldquo;but there's no

-      occasion. Don't you think we've made this trip often enough not to run

-      into things?&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;But you honked,&rdquo; said Bobbie, as the goose flapped his great wing within

-      a feather's breadth of the bubble.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0009" id="linkimage-0009"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0016m.jpg" alt="0016m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0016.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Why have a danger signal if you don't use it?&rdquo; answered the goose,

-      craning his head back over his wing; and in a moment nearly the whole

-      flock had skimmed past and were honking away again, though there was

-      nothing in the sky that Bobbie could see.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;What are they honking at now?&rdquo; he cried to an old goose, straggling

-      behind.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;That rooster on the weather vane,&rdquo; said the goose. &ldquo;It'd better look out.

-      It's only two miles off.&rdquo; And he went honking on after the others.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      Up soared the bubble, and Bobbie soon saw that the clouds now formed

-      themselves into a long, crooked roadway lined with little houses and barns

-      and windmills. Tiny cows grazed on the fleecy pink clouds, like cows in a

-      meadow of pink and white clover. And, strange to say, what had looked like

-      stars were buttercups&mdash;golden buttercups.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      Soon Bobbie sailed up close to a funny little farmer who was milking a

-      cow.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Please, sir,&rdquo; Bobbie called to him &ldquo;will you tell me what country this

-      is?&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      The little farmer turned around in such surprise that his stream of milk

-      followed his glance, and came splashing against the side of the bubble.

-      Bobbie held up his hands, for he was thirsty. But the bubble was like a

-      big glass, with Bobbie on the inside and the milk on the outside&mdash;and

-      not a drop came through.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0010" id="linkimage-0010"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0018m.jpg" alt="0018m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0018.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Oh, whizaphats!&rdquo; said Bobbie in disgust. &ldquo;We don't put even goldfish in

-      such a mean thing as this. At least we leave a hole in the top to put food

-      in!&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Eh? What's that? I can't hear you,&rdquo; said the little farmer in a squeaky

-      voice.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Oh!&rdquo; said Bobbie. &ldquo;Oh! I was asking you what country this is.&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;The Milky Way,&rdquo; answered the little farmer. &ldquo;This is where we make cheese

-      and butter for his Beaming Majesty the Moon. I'm Chief Cheese Server,&rdquo; he

-      added proudly.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      Majesty! Was that jolly looking man in the moon, who'd winked at him so

-      many times, a king? He didn't act very dignified.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Must be some relation to Old King Cole,&rdquo; thought Bobbie. But before he

-      had time to ask about this, up jumped the little farmer in such haste he

-      overturned his milking stool, which rolled down perilously near the

-      bubble.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0011" id="linkimage-0011"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0020m.jpg" alt="0020m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0020.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Time to serve his Majesty!&rdquo; he cried, and dashed into the house for his

-      court costume. A second later he appeared wearing a wig and goatee like

-      Uncle Sam's and carrying a big cheese on a gold plate. Behind him came a

-      pretty little milkmaid with a glass of buttermilk.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Follow us,&rdquo; the farmer called out to Bobbie, and the bubble bounced along

-      after them.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0012" id="linkimage-0012"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0022m.jpg" alt="0022m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0022.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      They didn't seem to have time to wait for Bobbie, and when he reached the

-      door of the great hall he saw the moon beaming down on them as they stood

-      before his throne. Bobbie wondered what he ought to do when he got in, but

-      just then the bubble was caught up by the wind again, and sailed gently

-      on.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Well, it's all very queer,&rdquo; said Bobbie. &ldquo;Anyway, I found out that's all

-      wrong about the moon's being green cheese.&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      [Ill 9023]

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      Now just about this time it chanced that the King of Mars picked up his

-      powerful spyglass and began to scan the heavens for signs of possible war.

-      He was a crusty old fellow, the King of Mars, and nothing delighted him so

-      much as to stir up trouble. In fact, he was one of those people who to

-      make things unpleasant, <i>half</i> the time they don't mean to. Even in

-      his own court, where he <i>always</i> manage when at least wished to

-      appear very nice to every one, his wife was always having to step on his

-      toes&mdash;under his royal robes, of course&mdash;to remind him to be

-      polite. She'd stepped on them so often, indeed, that he had to have one

-      foot bound up in a bandage.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0013" id="linkimage-0013"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0024m.jpg" alt="0024m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0024.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      Now when the king looked out, everything seemed very peaceful and

-      uninteresting. There were the golden buttercups and the fleecy meadows of

-      the Milky Way, and the calm blue sea of the sky&mdash;all quiet and

-      everyday looking.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      But at length, as he looked at the sky, the king saw a little shining ball

-      sailing up into the air. What could it be? A new planet, perhaps. He sent

-      post haste for charts and maps, but not a thing could he find about any

-      such fairylike world. He was about to declare himself the discoverer of a

-      new heavenly body and to summon his army to conquer its people when

-      another glance through his glasses showed him that this little globe had

-      only one inhabitant, and that one a little boy!

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      However, no telling but even this little boy might be a spy from some

-      distant land and dangerous, so he summoned his soldiers and ordered them

-      to capture the stranger.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0014" id="linkimage-0014"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0026m.jpg" alt="0026m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0026.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      Away went the soldiers at double quick, and in a moment Bobbie was

-      surrounded by hundreds of little winged men. They had large heads and

-      queer faces; but fortunately, when they saw Bobbie and his frail little

-      &ldquo;world&rdquo; they thought it a huge joke and quite forgot to look warlike. They

-      seized the bubble, however, and soon Bobbie was hovering over a great

-      building that reminded him of pictures of either the English House of

-      Parliament or the New York Terminal, he couldn't remember which. Anyway,

-      it was very large and very high.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      The king was greatly disappointed to see what a little world he'd found,

-      but nevertheless, he commanded Bobbie to come forth and swear allegiance

-      to him.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0016" id="linkimage-0016"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="figleft" style="width:20%;">

-      <img src="images/9027.jpg" alt="9027 " width="100%" /><br /><a

-      href="images/9027.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </div>

-    <p>

-      Now Bobbie would have been very glad, indeed, to step out of the bubble if

-      he could have gone home, but he didn't much like the looks of the King of

-      Mars. Anyway, as you know, it was quite impossible for him to leave the

-      bubble.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;I can't get out, your Majesty,&rdquo; he said; &ldquo;and besides, I'm not allowed to

-      swear, so it wouldn't be any use to get out for that.&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Indeed!&rdquo; cried the king in a great rage. &ldquo;Indeed! Haven't I conquered

-      your whole world and brought you here prisoner?&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Why, no,&rdquo; answered Bobbie, frightened to see the king so very angry. &ldquo;You

-      haven't conquered my world at all. You don't think this little bubble is a

-      world, do you? It's nothing but soap and water and air&mdash;a fairy

-      balloon, my mother says&mdash;though why it's grown so big and sailed off

-      with me like this, I'm sure I don't; know.&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Oh, it's water, is it? Well, then, why don't you say flowing? Say

-      flowing, not sailing. Water doesn't sail, it flows,&rdquo; cried the king. &ldquo;Your

-      language is something terrible. The whole thing's a case for the naval

-      authorities. Admiral, scuttle this water balloon so the prisoner cannot

-      flow away, and put the enemy under guard. But mind you don't wreck the

-      water balloon. We'll use it as a model for our new fleet.&rdquo; Poor little

-      Bobbie! He had stuck a pin in a soap bubble one day, and he remembered how

-      suddenly it collapsed into a little spot of soapy water. If they scuttled

-      his bubble now, how would he ever get home?

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      The king's funny little special guard was rushing forward with his spear

-      to pierce the bubble, and Bobbie was almost ready to cry, when he heard a

-      tinkling voice, and looking up he saw the daintiest of little fairies

-      standing before the king. Without a doubt she was queen of the fairies.

-      Bobbie seemed to know her quite well, he had seen her picture often in his

-      picture books at home.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0017" id="linkimage-0017"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0030m.jpg" alt="0030m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0030.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Your Majesty,&rdquo; she was saying, &ldquo;this little boy is no enemy of yours. His

-      mother was quite right; what you thought was his world is indeed a fairy

-      balloon, and though he didn't know it, he is on his way to Flowerland at

-      the special wish of the fairies. Will you not let him go?&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0018" id="linkimage-0018"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0032m.jpg" alt="0032m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0032.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      Now the King of Mars well knew the power of the fairies, and he usually

-      listened to what they said; but it made him so angry to think he'd made

-      such a mistake as to believe the fairy balloon a new world he shouted,

-      &ldquo;No! I'll not let him go! Put him under guard. Put 'em both under guard&mdash;put&mdash;&rdquo;

-       But before he could say another word, with a great buzzing and whirring, a

-      whole host of fairy soldiers had fallen upon him. They stabbed the poor

-      king right and left with their sharp little sabers and bayonets, so that

-      he shrieked with pain and rage and&mdash;quite forgetting his bandaged

-      foot&mdash;rushed down from his throne toward the door of the palace. Then

-      the fairy soldiers fell upon the king's funny little admiral, and all the

-      king's men, and drove them off helter skelter. The soldiers followed

-      swiftly after them, and when they rushed past Bobbie, to his surprise he

-      saw they were a swarm of bees!

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0019" id="linkimage-0019"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0035m.jpg" alt="0035m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0035.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      At the same time the bubble began to rise. As it floated through the

-      window Bobbie could see the king and his men tearing madly round and round

-      the palace yard. My! how angry they were, and how their arms and legs did

-      smart where the soldiers had stabbed them!

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      They stabbed the poor king right and left with their sharp little sabers

-      and bayonets, so that he shrieked with pain and rage and&mdash;quite

-      forgetting his bandaged foot&mdash;rushed down from his throne toward the

-      door of the palace. Then the fairy soldiers fell upon the king's funny

-      little admiral, and all the king's men, and drove them off helter skelter.

-      The soldiers followed swiftly after them, and when they rushed past

-      Bobbie, to his surprise he saw they were a swarm of bees!

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      At the same time the bubble began to rise. As it floated through the

-      window Bobbie could see the king and his men tearing madly round and round

-      the palace yard. My! how angry they were, and how their arms and legs did

-      smart where the soldiers had stabbed them!

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      The fairy summoned her soldiers, and the next instant they were all

-      sailing away.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      To Flowerland the wee fairy took Bobbie, and here were sights to gladden

-      one's heart. As far as he could see, spread great beds of brilliant tulips

-      and nodding columbine, towering flowers that Bobbie could not name, and

-      delicate trailing vines. Bees and butterflies half hidden in the blossoms

-      made fluttering bits of brightness. Beautiful dragon flies darted about,

-      and Bobbie could hear the soft whir of the humming birds' wings, though

-      all he could see of them was a gold-green flash as they darted from flower

-      to flower. The air was sweet with perfume, and as Bobbie gazed about there

-      suddenly burst through the blossoms a band of smiling fairies.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0020" id="linkimage-0020"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0037m.jpg" alt="0037m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0037.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      There were seven of them, dressed in the seven colors of the rainbow, and

-      as the dew-drops fell from the flowers upon their wings they sparkled like

-      diamonds in the sunlight.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0021" id="linkimage-0021"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0039m.jpg" alt="0039m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0039.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      Half flying, half dancing, they circled round Bobbie and his fairy and led

-      them to a tiny bower overhung with vines. In the center stood a great

-      toadstool that served as a table, and around it smaller toadstool chairs.

-      Upon the table was spread a wondrous banquet. There was honey in dainty

-      flower cups, and the most delicious-looking food that Bobbie had ever

-      seen. Gay-winged butterflies with lily-pad trays and little butler bees in

-      smart striped waistcoats hovered about to serve the banquet.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      As Bobbie and the queen approached the table, five other fairies came

-      tripping into the bower. &ldquo;These are my faithful helpers, Bobbie,&rdquo; said the

-      queen, &ldquo;my Right-hand Fairies. Thumb, how went the day?&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Most happily, your Majesty,&rdquo; answered a little fairy in a tight-fitting

-      suit, and as he spoke he made a quick bow backwards, for all the world

-      like a thumb straightening up stiffly.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;And yours, Pointer?&rdquo; asked the queen.

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0041m.jpg" alt="0041m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0041.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;The same, your Majesty,&rdquo; answered the fairy next to Thumb, and as she

-      spoke she made a most curious bow with her whole body bent over from the

-      ankles, so that she looked like a finger pointing straight and stern.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;And Middleman?&rdquo; asked the fairy queen, addressing the tallest of the

-      five.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Most excellently, your Majesty,&rdquo; replied Middleman. He was so tall and

-      dignified he scarcely bowed at all.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Circlet next,&rdquo; said the queen, and the fourth little fairy made a correct

-      bow from the waist, like a polite gentleman at a ball.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Delightfully, your Majesty,&rdquo; he said. &ldquo;And how did your day go, Little

-      One?&rdquo; said the queen, turning to the smallest of the fairies.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0022" id="linkimage-0022"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="figright" style="width:30%;">

-      <img src="images/8040.jpg" alt="8040 " width="100%" /><br /><a

-      href="images/8040.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </div>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;It was a beautiful day, your Majesty,&rdquo; she replied, and made a little

-      curly looking bow so that her hair touched the floor.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Ah, then,&rdquo; said the queen, &ldquo;let us refresh ourselves.&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      So they all gathered around the table and the bees and butterflies began

-      to serve them&mdash;all but Bobbie; for the bubble was still as smooth as

-      glass. He remembered how he had tried to get a drink in the Milky Way, and

-      looked at the queen questioningly. She turned to him.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;You cannot leave your fairy balloon, Bobbie,&rdquo; she said, &ldquo;unless you will

-      stay with us a hundred years. But you need only wish for whatever you

-      would like to eat, and you will find it in your hand.&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0023" id="linkimage-0023"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0043m.jpg" alt="0043m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0043.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      So Bobbie wished for one delicious thing after another, and each tasted

-      better than the last. As the sun went down, fireflies danced into the

-      bower and lighted it with their tiny candles until the moon spread its

-      soft white light over all the land.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      Then, the fairy banquet finished, the queen rose from the table. &ldquo;Now for

-      a frolic,&rdquo; she said to Bobbie, and as the Right-hand Fairies circled about

-      them she led the way to where all the fairies of Flowerland were dancing

-      on the green. Bobbie, of course, could not dance, shut up in the bubble,

-      but Bobbie wished for one delicious thing after another he was so

-      interested in watching the fairies' graceful, fantastic figures and

-      mischievous pranks, he never thought of dancing himself; and when at

-      cockcrow the fairies suddenly slipped out of sight in the flowers, he

-      could scarcely believe it was day.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0024" id="linkimage-0024"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0044m.jpg" alt="0044m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0044.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      Back to the bower floated the bubble, and Bobbie slept until the sun was

-      high in the morning sky. Then the fairy queen called him, and he awoke to

-      see the Rainbow Fairies just outside. They were seated on brilliant

-      butterflies which were harnessed to a spiderweb net.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;To-day you shall visit the Rainbow,&rdquo; said the queen.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;And see the pot of gold?&rdquo; asked Bobbie.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Yes,&rdquo; answered the fairy, &ldquo;and all the countless treasures the Rainbow

-      Dwarf guards there.&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      [Ill 945]

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      Then the Rainbow Fairies slipped down from the butterflies and threw the

-      silken strands of the spiderweb net over the bubble.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      The fairy queen mounted her own golden butterfly, and away they flew.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0025" id="linkimage-0025"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0047m.jpg" alt="0047m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0047.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      They hadn't gone very far when they met the four little Breezes frolicking

-      in the air. They bobbed their heads up and down three times out of respect

-      to the fairy queen, but all the time they were looking out of the corners

-      of their eyes at Bobbie.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;These are the Breezes, Bobbie,&rdquo; said the fairy, &ldquo;the sons of the four

-      Winds,&rdquo; and turning to them, she added, &ldquo;But perhaps you know Bobbie?&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      Bobbie was sure he had never seen the Breezes before, but they seemed to

-      know him.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Oh, can't he stay and play with us?&rdquo; cried West Breeze. But at that

-      moment a big dirigible came in sight, and the four little Breezes went

-      scurrying away.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0026" id="linkimage-0026"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0051m.jpg" alt="0051m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0051.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      In it were four strange looking persons. Bobbie thought they must be sky

-      pirates until the fairy introduced them as the four Winds! He wondered how

-      such dreadful looking fathers could have such nice little sons.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Bobbie has been my guest since yesterday, and we 're now on our way to

-      the Rainbow,&rdquo; explained the fairy.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;We are on our way to the Rainbow, too,&rdquo; said North Wind, and his breath

-      was so chilly the butterfly steeds huddled together in fright.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Let us take Bobbie with us, your Majesty,&rdquo; said West Wind, and gave

-      Bobbie a tremendous, friendly wink. &ldquo;He ought to have a ride in our new

-      dirigible&mdash;it's great!&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      Bobbie did wish he could have gone with the little Breezes instead of with

-      their fathers, but he did n't like to offend West Wind, so he said, &ldquo;I'd

-      be glad to go with you, but I'd rather ride in my own balloon, please.&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Very well,&rdquo; said the fairy. &ldquo;That will be delightful, and I'll leave you.

-      Have a good time!&rdquo; and with that she waved good-by and flew back toward

-      Flowerland with her butterfly team.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0027" id="linkimage-0027"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0049m.jpg" alt="0049m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0049.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      The bubble floated alongside the dirigible, though the four Winds made

-      such a gale with their constant talk and laughter the bubble certainly

-      would have been blown to pieces if it had n't been a fairy balloon instead

-      of an ordinary bubble. As they went along the brothers began planning what

-      they would do to entertain Bobbie after they left the Rainbow.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;We'll go down to Earth,&rdquo; said West Wind. &ldquo;That's the place to have fun!

-      I'll blow off a man's hat and make him chase it, and I'll flap some

-      washing off a line and let a dog get it, and&mdash;&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;And I 'll blow up a rain,&rdquo; interrupted East Wind, &ldquo;and turn an umbrella

-      wrong side out, and upset a signboard and a sailboat, and&mdash;&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;What child's play!&rdquo; said North Wind freezingly. &ldquo;You must come with me,

-      Bobbie. I'll show you a polar bear riding on an iceberg, and then we'll

-      blow the berg crashing down on an ocean liner, and&mdash;&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0028" id="linkimage-0028"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0052m.jpg" alt="0052m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0052.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      Bobbie began to be frightened. He didn't think he'd enjoy doing any such

-      thing. He was wishing he'd never come with the Winds when he heard a great

-      commotion behind him, and <i>their</i> father, old King Eolus himself,

-      came puffing up.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Here, you young scalawags,&rdquo; he shouted in a big voice, &ldquo;what's all this

-      nonsense? Where are you going? I know where you are going&mdash;you 're

-      going home, straight home.&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Sorry, sir,&rdquo; said West Wind impudently, &ldquo;but we told the fairy queen we'd

-      take her friend Bobbie to the Rainbow.&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0029" id="linkimage-0029"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0053m.jpg" alt="0053m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0053.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;I'll take him there myself,&rdquo; said the old king. &ldquo;That's just what I'm

-      here for.&rdquo; So the four Winds had to say good-by to Bobbie and go back

-      home; and Bobbie wasn't sorry to see them go, either.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;My messengers, the geese, told me yesterday that you were up here,&rdquo; said

-      the old king. &ldquo;I've been on the lookout for you ever since. I was afraid

-      you'd fall in with those rascals of mine. They 're good boys,&rdquo; he added,

-      not stopping to think he'd just called them rascals, &ldquo;good boys, but

-      young.&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Oh,&rdquo; said Bobbie.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      Then old King Eolus and Bobbie traveled on together until they came to a

-      great shimmering many-colored arch. At the foot of the arch stood the

-      Rainbow Dwarf beside the pot of gold, and piled around him were bags of

-      coins and jewels, chests of silver, and wonderful jars and horns of

-      precious metal. Their splendor dazzled one's eyes.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0030" id="linkimage-0030"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0055m.jpg" alt="0055m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0055.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;All hail!&rdquo; cried the dwarf.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Good day!&rdquo; cried King Eolus. &ldquo;No hail in this weather.&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      But the Rainbow Dwarf didn't seem to see that any joke was intended, and

-      was as solemn as an owl.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Did you see my daughters?&rdquo; he asked Bobbie, so suddenly poor Bobbie could

-      only gasp for a moment.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Did you see my daughters in Flower-land?&rdquo; he questioned again.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0031" id="linkimage-0031"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0056m.jpg" alt="0056m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0056.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Oh, the Rainbow Fairies,&rdquo; answered Bobbie. &ldquo;Yes; but why do they live in

-      Flowerland? Why don't they live here with you?&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Listen to me, son,&rdquo; answered the dwarf solemnly. &ldquo;Listen to me. My

-      daughters are the artists for all Fairyland. I taught them to paint here

-      in the Rainbow, and now they paint all the flowers and trees and green

-      things that grow. That's why they live in Flowerland. But they often come

-      to visit me, and of course they have to come back to the Rainbow to get

-      their paint.&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      Just then Bobbie heard the soft fluttering of wings, and looking up he saw

-      coming toward him the seven dainty Rainbow Fairies. With them was the

-      fairy queen seated on her golden butterfly and driving her brilliant

-      butterfly team. Bobbie was very glad to see the beautiful little fairies

-      again, and they all greeted him and the little dwarf affectionately.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0032" id="linkimage-0032"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0059m.jpg" alt="0059m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0059.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      But the fairies seemed in a great hurry. Each carried a long dandelion

-      stem with a fuzzy white head. One by one they went up to the rainbow,

-      dipped the dandelion brush in gleaming color, and, in a second, were off

-      again to Flowerland. The fairy queen told Bobbie of the new violets and

-      buttercups, nodding sunflowers, and fields of new grass waiting to be

-      painted by the Rainbow Fairies. Then she bade Bobbie good-by once more,

-      and waving her hand to the dwarf, mounted her shining steed and flew

-      swiftly away toward the golden sun.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      As Bobbie watched her, old King Eolus came puffing back from the chest of

-      silver he'd been examining. &ldquo;Time for me to be off again,&rdquo; he said. &ldquo;Old

-      Eolus can't stay in one place very long, you know. Come on, Bobbie, and

-      I'll start you on your way home!&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Here, here,&rdquo; cried the dwarf, &ldquo;before you go, help yourself to some of

-      this treasure. It's the prize for reaching the Rainbow's end, and you've

-      done it, Bobbie.&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      But again Bobbie could not reach through the bubble, and much as he hated

-      to leave the glittering coins and sparkling stones, there seemed no help

-      for it. He was just about to thank the dwarf for his kindness, however,

-      when the dwarf said, &ldquo;Next time you see the Raindrops, dig in your back

-      yard. They are my messengers, and I'll send the gold by them.&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      So Bobbie thanked the dwarf for his promise, and bade him good-by. Then

-      old King Eolus puffed out his cheeks and with a mighty breath sent the

-      bubble spinning. Faster and faster it sped through space, and what with

-      going so fast and thinking so hard about the gold the dwarf had promised

-      him, Bobbie never noticed what was happening around him until he heard a

-      hoarse voice shouting, &ldquo;Off the track! Off the track! Off the track!&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      Imagine how shocked he was to see coming toward him a most remarkable

-      person who was all head and no body&mdash;though at first glance the long

-      sandy beard that trailed out behind him took the place of a body. But,

-      indeed, he was no gentleman in any sense of the word. He had wicked

-      looking eyes, and as he shouted again he pointed with one of his great

-      ears.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0033" id="linkimage-0033"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0061m.jpg" alt="0061m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0061.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Off the track! Off the track! Off the track!&rdquo; he repeated at the top of

-      his voice.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      Now Bobbie could n't see any track, and of course he couldn't have got off

-      of his own accord if he had seen one. This curious person was coming like

-      a fire engine, too, and things certainly seemed in a bad way.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;He's just like those silly geese,&rdquo; thought Bobbie. &ldquo;Folks up here in the

-      sky are always telling other folks to get out of the way!&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      Now the air was filled with a terrible rushing sound and the curious

-      person was shouting away louder than ever. &ldquo;Clear the road, clear the road

-      there for the Comet Express!&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Whizaphats!&rdquo; thought Bobbie. &ldquo;Comet Express! Why, he <i>can't</i> stop&mdash;expresses

-      never stop&mdash;and I can't&mdash;and&mdash;I'll signal him!&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      He grabbed at his red tie and, pulling it off his neck, waved it round and

-      round his head. Too late&mdash;the Comet Expressman still dashed madly on.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Say,&rdquo; cried Bobbie, &ldquo;don't you see this signal? Danger! Danger, I tell

-      you! There'll be a collision!&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      Bobbie grew more and more excited as he watched the grinning head with the

-      long sandy beard rushing on and on. As it neared the Milky Way a flock of

-      goats scurried wildly across its path and a herd of cows kicked up their

-      heels and ran to the farthest corner of their pink pasture. And just then,

-      with a fearful swoop, the Comet Express bore down upon Bobbie and the

-      wonderful bubble.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0034" id="linkimage-0034"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0063m.jpg" alt="0063m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0063.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      Whiz! Buzz! Boom! With a whirl and dash the rushing head came tearing

-      along, then&mdash;Zip! Spat!

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      The bubble was splashing in a burst of water and light. The Comet

-      Expressman looked back with an evil grin, and Bobbie went hurtling down&mdash;down&mdash;over

-      and over&mdash;down&mdash;down. There below him was the big, deep sea.

-      Down&mdash;down went Bobbie, and you may be sure he had no chance to think

-      of any way to stop himself. Sometimes his head was where his heels ought

-      to be, and sometimes he spun around like a top. And what was worse yet,

-      once in a while, as he whirled about, he caught sight of the Comet

-      Expressman, and that hideous head with the long sandy beard trailing out

-      behind would wiggle its ears and grin.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      My! but Bobbie would have given anything to get hold of that long trailing

-      sandy beard and give it a sharp tug or two.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      But just holding his breath gave Bobbie enough to do.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      Down&mdash;down&mdash;he fell&mdash;over and over&mdash;down and down. He

-      caught one more sight of the wiggling ears when&mdash;Splash!

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      But to his surprise Bobbie did n't stop. He kept on going down, down

-      through the soft green water. Away, 'way down he went, to the bottom of

-      the deep sea.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Well, anyway,&rdquo; thought he, &ldquo;I'm done with the Comet Expressman.&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      He could see nothing but water, and more water, and he certainly felt wet

-      clear through. Then, having reached the bottom, Bobbie had another

-      surprise. He began going up again as fast as he had gone down, and in a

-      moment found himself on the surface, being carried swiftly along by a

-      great foaming wave that was rushing toward the sandy shore, and&mdash;

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      Bump!

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      There sat Bobbie in his garden at home!

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      No wonder he was wet. The bubble bowl was upset and Fluff, the poodle, was

-      just disappearing behind the lilac bush. The soapy water made a nice,

-      cold, soaky puddle.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      A big, round, shining moon that made him think of the Comet Expressman

-      seemed to be looking down and laughing at him.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      The garden was very quiet. Looking around, Bobbie spied a little white

-      fuzzy head close beside him.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Fairy paint brush! Humph!&rdquo; thought Bobbie, and he reached over to pluck a

-      blade of grass. &ldquo;Why, I declare,&rdquo; he said, &ldquo;the little new shoot just

-      peeping out of the ground has almost no color at all. Think of all the

-      grass that's been painted right in our own yard! Those Rainbow Fairies

-      certainly have a good deal of work to do.&rdquo; As Bobbie stood up, Fluff came

-      bounding back. He leaped upon his little master as joyfully as though he

-      had n't seen him for days and weeks. For a minute Bobbie felt that he

-      really had been away on a long, long journey. Then he glanced down at the

-      soapy little puddle behind him.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Fluff, sir,&rdquo; he said with a frown, pretending to be very angry, &ldquo;look at

-      what you've done, and look at my clothes! But my whizaphats!&rdquo; he added,

-      seizing Fluff's paws. &ldquo;If that dream had been true your ocean would have

-      saved my life. If I'd landed on the <i>ground</i> when the Comet

-      Expressman hit me, no telling what <i>would</i> have happened!&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      Just then the tea bell rang. &ldquo;Come on, Fluff,&rdquo; Bobbie cried, starting for

-      the house, &ldquo;come on. We can get a drink of milk here, even if it isn't the

-      Milky Way!&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <div style="height: 6em;">

-      <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />

-    </div>

-

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+<div>*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 45070 ***</div>
+
+    <div style="height: 8em;">
+      <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
+    </div>
+    <h1>
+      BOBBIE BUBBLES
+    </h1>
+    <h2>
+      By E. Hugh Sherwood and Maud Gridley Budlong
+    </h2>
+    <h3>
+      Illustrated by E. Hugh Sherwood
+    </h3>
+      <h4>
+     1916
+      </h4>
+<p>
+      <br /> <br />
+    </p>
+<div class="mynote">
+<h3><i>Dedicated to Anna Sophia</i></h3>
+</div>
+
+    <p>
+      <br /> <br />
+    </p>
+    <hr />
+    <p>
+      <br /> <br /> <br /><br />
+    </p>
+    <hr />
+    <p>
+      <a name="linkimage-0001" id="linkimage-0001"> </a>
+    </p>
+    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">
+      <img src="images/0001m.jpg" alt="0001m " width="100%" /><br />
+    </div>
+    <h4>
+      <a href="images/0001.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>
+    </h4>
+    <p>
+      <br /><br />
+    </p>
+    <hr />
+    <p>
+      <a name="linkimage-0002" id="linkimage-0002"> </a>
+    </p>
+    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">
+      <img src="images/0005m.jpg" alt="0005m " width="100%" /><br />
+    </div>
+    <h4>
+      <a href="images/0005.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>
+    </h4>
+    <p>
+      <br /><br />
+    </p>
+    <hr />
+    <p>
+      <a name="linkimage-0003" id="linkimage-0003"> </a>
+    </p>
+    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">
+      <img src="images/0006m.jpg" alt="0006m " width="100%" /><br />
+    </div>
+    <h4>
+      <a href="images/0006.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>
+    </h4>
+    <p>
+      <br /><br />
+    </p>
+    <hr />
+    <p>
+      <a name="linkimage-0004" id="linkimage-0004"> </a>
+    </p>
+    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">
+      <img src="images/0009m.jpg" alt="0009m " width="100%" /><br />
+    </div>
+    <h4>
+      <a href="images/0009.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>
+    </h4>
+    <p>
+      <br /><br />
+    </p>
+    <hr />
+    <p>
+      <a name="link2H_4_0001" id="link2H_4_0001"> </a>
+    </p>
+    <div style="height: 4em;">
+      <br /><br /><br /><br />
+    </div>
+    <h1>
+      BOBBIE BUBBLES
+    </h1>
+    <p class="pfirst">
+      <span class="dropcap" style="font-size: 4.00em">B</span>obbie Bubbles was
+      the most wonderful bubble blower that ever lived.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      No, his father's name wasn't Bubbles, and bubble blowing wasn't the family
+      trade. Maybe the Smiths got their name because their
+      great-great-great-grandfather's grandfather was a blacksmith, and maybe
+      the Johnsons got their name because once, ages ago, a man named John had a
+      son; but Bobbie Bubbles didn't get his name secondhand from anybody. He
+      got it himself, because he was a famous person. And this is how it
+      happened.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      <br /><br />
+    </p>
+    <hr />
+    <p>
+      <a name="linkimage-0005" id="linkimage-0005"> </a>
+    </p>
+    <div class="figright" style="width:30%;">
+      <img src="images/8007.jpg" alt="8007 " width="100%" /><br /><a
+      href="images/8007.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>
+    </div>
+    <p>
+      One day Bobbie and Betty and Billy were out in the garden blowing bubbles.
+      They all blew bubbles, big ones and little ones, till evening came and it
+      was almost time for tea. Then Billy said, &ldquo;I can blow the biggest bubble
+      anybody's blown to-day,&rdquo; and blew a bubble as big as an apple.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;I can blow one bigger than that,&rdquo; said Betty, and blew a bubble as big as
+      a toy balloon.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;I'll blow a bigger one still,&rdquo; said Bobbie, and he blew and blew, and the
+      bubble grew and grew&mdash;as big as a pumpkin, as big as the snowball
+      they'd rolled in the yard at Christmas.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      Even then the wonderful bubble did not stop, but kept growing bigger and
+      bigger. And still Bobbie blew and blew, and still the shining bubble grew
+      and grew.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      Then, wonder of wonders! The great shimmering bubble, floating in the
+      sunlit air and glowing with all the colors of the rainbow, suddenly
+      reached out and took in Bobbie&mdash;pipe, arm, and all.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      Slowly the bubble rose with the surprised Bobbie and, light as
+      thistledown, floated gently to and fro in the soft summer air just above
+      the garden.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      <br /><br />
+    </p>
+    <hr />
+    <p>
+      <a name="linkimage-0006" id="linkimage-0006"> </a>
+    </p>
+    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">
+      <img src="images/0012m.jpg" alt="0012m " width="100%" /><br />
+    </div>
+    <h4>
+      <a href="images/0012.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>
+    </h4>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Dear me!&rdquo; thought Bobbie, looking down through what seemed like walls of
+      gleaming crystal. &ldquo;Dear me! That's not our garden where Betty and Billy
+      and I blew soap bubbles. No, that rainbow-colored place looks just like
+      Fairyland in our story books. Really, now,&rdquo; thought he, &ldquo;have we sailed
+      over into Fairyland?&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <p>
+      Then, just as he was wondering what would happen next, along came a puff
+      of wind, and, whiff! away sailed the bubble with Bobbie in it.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      Over the trees they went, up toward the clouds. Bobbie looked down through
+      the bubble and saw his house grow smaller and smaller. Soon the whole
+      village was only a little dark speck.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      Honk! Honk! Honk!
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Mercy!&rdquo; thought Bobbie. &ldquo;Have they automobiles up here?&rdquo; He looked around
+      at the smooth sides of his delicate airship, but there was no way to steer
+      it that he could see. Honk! Honk! Honk!
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;I can't!&rdquo; shouted Bobbie. &ldquo;I'd get out of the way if I could, but&mdash;&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <p>
+      <br /><br />
+    </p>
+    <hr />
+    <p>
+      <a name="linkimage-0007" id="linkimage-0007"> </a>
+    </p>
+    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">
+      <img src="images/0014m.jpg" alt="0014m " width="100%" /><br />
+    </div>
+    <h4>
+      <a href="images/0014.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>
+    </h4>
+    <p>
+      By this time he'd managed to wiggle around in the bubble so that he could
+      see what was behind him. It was a flock of geese.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Honk! Honk!&rdquo; cried the leader again. He seemed to be dashing straight
+      toward the bubble.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      <br /><br />
+    </p>
+    <hr />
+    <p>
+      <a name="linkimage-0008" id="linkimage-0008"> </a>
+    </p>
+    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">
+      <img src="images/0015m.jpg" alt="0015m " width="100%" /><br />
+    </div>
+    <h4>
+      <a href="images/0015.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>
+    </h4>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;I'd get out of the way if I could&mdash;&rdquo; began Bobbie once more.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Certainly, certainly,&rdquo; the goose interrupted rudely, &ldquo;but there's no
+      occasion. Don't you think we've made this trip often enough not to run
+      into things?&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;But you honked,&rdquo; said Bobbie, as the goose flapped his great wing within
+      a feather's breadth of the bubble.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      <br /><br />
+    </p>
+    <hr />
+    <p>
+      <a name="linkimage-0009" id="linkimage-0009"> </a>
+    </p>
+    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">
+      <img src="images/0016m.jpg" alt="0016m " width="100%" /><br />
+    </div>
+    <h4>
+      <a href="images/0016.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>
+    </h4>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Why have a danger signal if you don't use it?&rdquo; answered the goose,
+      craning his head back over his wing; and in a moment nearly the whole
+      flock had skimmed past and were honking away again, though there was
+      nothing in the sky that Bobbie could see.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;What are they honking at now?&rdquo; he cried to an old goose, straggling
+      behind.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;That rooster on the weather vane,&rdquo; said the goose. &ldquo;It'd better look out.
+      It's only two miles off.&rdquo; And he went honking on after the others.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      Up soared the bubble, and Bobbie soon saw that the clouds now formed
+      themselves into a long, crooked roadway lined with little houses and barns
+      and windmills. Tiny cows grazed on the fleecy pink clouds, like cows in a
+      meadow of pink and white clover. And, strange to say, what had looked like
+      stars were buttercups&mdash;golden buttercups.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      Soon Bobbie sailed up close to a funny little farmer who was milking a
+      cow.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Please, sir,&rdquo; Bobbie called to him &ldquo;will you tell me what country this
+      is?&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <p>
+      The little farmer turned around in such surprise that his stream of milk
+      followed his glance, and came splashing against the side of the bubble.
+      Bobbie held up his hands, for he was thirsty. But the bubble was like a
+      big glass, with Bobbie on the inside and the milk on the outside&mdash;and
+      not a drop came through.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      <br /><br />
+    </p>
+    <hr />
+    <p>
+      <a name="linkimage-0010" id="linkimage-0010"> </a>
+    </p>
+    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">
+      <img src="images/0018m.jpg" alt="0018m " width="100%" /><br />
+    </div>
+    <h4>
+      <a href="images/0018.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>
+    </h4>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Oh, whizaphats!&rdquo; said Bobbie in disgust. &ldquo;We don't put even goldfish in
+      such a mean thing as this. At least we leave a hole in the top to put food
+      in!&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Eh? What's that? I can't hear you,&rdquo; said the little farmer in a squeaky
+      voice.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Oh!&rdquo; said Bobbie. &ldquo;Oh! I was asking you what country this is.&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;The Milky Way,&rdquo; answered the little farmer. &ldquo;This is where we make cheese
+      and butter for his Beaming Majesty the Moon. I'm Chief Cheese Server,&rdquo; he
+      added proudly.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      Majesty! Was that jolly looking man in the moon, who'd winked at him so
+      many times, a king? He didn't act very dignified.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Must be some relation to Old King Cole,&rdquo; thought Bobbie. But before he
+      had time to ask about this, up jumped the little farmer in such haste he
+      overturned his milking stool, which rolled down perilously near the
+      bubble.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      <br /><br />
+    </p>
+    <hr />
+    <p>
+      <a name="linkimage-0011" id="linkimage-0011"> </a>
+    </p>
+    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">
+      <img src="images/0020m.jpg" alt="0020m " width="100%" /><br />
+    </div>
+    <h4>
+      <a href="images/0020.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>
+    </h4>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Time to serve his Majesty!&rdquo; he cried, and dashed into the house for his
+      court costume. A second later he appeared wearing a wig and goatee like
+      Uncle Sam's and carrying a big cheese on a gold plate. Behind him came a
+      pretty little milkmaid with a glass of buttermilk.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Follow us,&rdquo; the farmer called out to Bobbie, and the bubble bounced along
+      after them.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      <br /><br />
+    </p>
+    <hr />
+    <p>
+      <a name="linkimage-0012" id="linkimage-0012"> </a>
+    </p>
+    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">
+      <img src="images/0022m.jpg" alt="0022m " width="100%" /><br />
+    </div>
+    <h4>
+      <a href="images/0022.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>
+    </h4>
+    <p>
+      They didn't seem to have time to wait for Bobbie, and when he reached the
+      door of the great hall he saw the moon beaming down on them as they stood
+      before his throne. Bobbie wondered what he ought to do when he got in, but
+      just then the bubble was caught up by the wind again, and sailed gently
+      on.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Well, it's all very queer,&rdquo; said Bobbie. &ldquo;Anyway, I found out that's all
+      wrong about the moon's being green cheese.&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <p>
+      [Ill 9023]
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      Now just about this time it chanced that the King of Mars picked up his
+      powerful spyglass and began to scan the heavens for signs of possible war.
+      He was a crusty old fellow, the King of Mars, and nothing delighted him so
+      much as to stir up trouble. In fact, he was one of those people who to
+      make things unpleasant, <i>half</i> the time they don't mean to. Even in
+      his own court, where he <i>always</i> manage when at least wished to
+      appear very nice to every one, his wife was always having to step on his
+      toes&mdash;under his royal robes, of course&mdash;to remind him to be
+      polite. She'd stepped on them so often, indeed, that he had to have one
+      foot bound up in a bandage.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      <br /><br />
+    </p>
+    <hr />
+    <p>
+      <a name="linkimage-0013" id="linkimage-0013"> </a>
+    </p>
+    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">
+      <img src="images/0024m.jpg" alt="0024m " width="100%" /><br />
+    </div>
+    <h4>
+      <a href="images/0024.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>
+    </h4>
+    <p>
+      Now when the king looked out, everything seemed very peaceful and
+      uninteresting. There were the golden buttercups and the fleecy meadows of
+      the Milky Way, and the calm blue sea of the sky&mdash;all quiet and
+      everyday looking.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      But at length, as he looked at the sky, the king saw a little shining ball
+      sailing up into the air. What could it be? A new planet, perhaps. He sent
+      post haste for charts and maps, but not a thing could he find about any
+      such fairylike world. He was about to declare himself the discoverer of a
+      new heavenly body and to summon his army to conquer its people when
+      another glance through his glasses showed him that this little globe had
+      only one inhabitant, and that one a little boy!
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      However, no telling but even this little boy might be a spy from some
+      distant land and dangerous, so he summoned his soldiers and ordered them
+      to capture the stranger.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      <br /><br />
+    </p>
+    <hr />
+    <p>
+      <a name="linkimage-0014" id="linkimage-0014"> </a>
+    </p>
+    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">
+      <img src="images/0026m.jpg" alt="0026m " width="100%" /><br />
+    </div>
+    <h4>
+      <a href="images/0026.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>
+    </h4>
+    <p>
+      Away went the soldiers at double quick, and in a moment Bobbie was
+      surrounded by hundreds of little winged men. They had large heads and
+      queer faces; but fortunately, when they saw Bobbie and his frail little
+      &ldquo;world&rdquo; they thought it a huge joke and quite forgot to look warlike. They
+      seized the bubble, however, and soon Bobbie was hovering over a great
+      building that reminded him of pictures of either the English House of
+      Parliament or the New York Terminal, he couldn't remember which. Anyway,
+      it was very large and very high.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      The king was greatly disappointed to see what a little world he'd found,
+      but nevertheless, he commanded Bobbie to come forth and swear allegiance
+      to him.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      <br /><br />
+    </p>
+    <hr />
+    <p>
+      <a name="linkimage-0016" id="linkimage-0016"> </a>
+    </p>
+    <div class="figleft" style="width:20%;">
+      <img src="images/9027.jpg" alt="9027 " width="100%" /><br /><a
+      href="images/9027.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>
+    </div>
+    <p>
+      Now Bobbie would have been very glad, indeed, to step out of the bubble if
+      he could have gone home, but he didn't much like the looks of the King of
+      Mars. Anyway, as you know, it was quite impossible for him to leave the
+      bubble.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;I can't get out, your Majesty,&rdquo; he said; &ldquo;and besides, I'm not allowed to
+      swear, so it wouldn't be any use to get out for that.&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Indeed!&rdquo; cried the king in a great rage. &ldquo;Indeed! Haven't I conquered
+      your whole world and brought you here prisoner?&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Why, no,&rdquo; answered Bobbie, frightened to see the king so very angry. &ldquo;You
+      haven't conquered my world at all. You don't think this little bubble is a
+      world, do you? It's nothing but soap and water and air&mdash;a fairy
+      balloon, my mother says&mdash;though why it's grown so big and sailed off
+      with me like this, I'm sure I don't; know.&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Oh, it's water, is it? Well, then, why don't you say flowing? Say
+      flowing, not sailing. Water doesn't sail, it flows,&rdquo; cried the king. &ldquo;Your
+      language is something terrible. The whole thing's a case for the naval
+      authorities. Admiral, scuttle this water balloon so the prisoner cannot
+      flow away, and put the enemy under guard. But mind you don't wreck the
+      water balloon. We'll use it as a model for our new fleet.&rdquo; Poor little
+      Bobbie! He had stuck a pin in a soap bubble one day, and he remembered how
+      suddenly it collapsed into a little spot of soapy water. If they scuttled
+      his bubble now, how would he ever get home?
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      The king's funny little special guard was rushing forward with his spear
+      to pierce the bubble, and Bobbie was almost ready to cry, when he heard a
+      tinkling voice, and looking up he saw the daintiest of little fairies
+      standing before the king. Without a doubt she was queen of the fairies.
+      Bobbie seemed to know her quite well, he had seen her picture often in his
+      picture books at home.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      <br /><br />
+    </p>
+    <hr />
+    <p>
+      <a name="linkimage-0017" id="linkimage-0017"> </a>
+    </p>
+    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">
+      <img src="images/0030m.jpg" alt="0030m " width="100%" /><br />
+    </div>
+    <h4>
+      <a href="images/0030.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>
+    </h4>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Your Majesty,&rdquo; she was saying, &ldquo;this little boy is no enemy of yours. His
+      mother was quite right; what you thought was his world is indeed a fairy
+      balloon, and though he didn't know it, he is on his way to Flowerland at
+      the special wish of the fairies. Will you not let him go?&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <p>
+      <br /><br />
+    </p>
+    <hr />
+    <p>
+      <a name="linkimage-0018" id="linkimage-0018"> </a>
+    </p>
+    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">
+      <img src="images/0032m.jpg" alt="0032m " width="100%" /><br />
+    </div>
+    <h4>
+      <a href="images/0032.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>
+    </h4>
+    <p>
+      Now the King of Mars well knew the power of the fairies, and he usually
+      listened to what they said; but it made him so angry to think he'd made
+      such a mistake as to believe the fairy balloon a new world he shouted,
+      &ldquo;No! I'll not let him go! Put him under guard. Put 'em both under guard&mdash;put&mdash;&rdquo;
+       But before he could say another word, with a great buzzing and whirring, a
+      whole host of fairy soldiers had fallen upon him. They stabbed the poor
+      king right and left with their sharp little sabers and bayonets, so that
+      he shrieked with pain and rage and&mdash;quite forgetting his bandaged
+      foot&mdash;rushed down from his throne toward the door of the palace. Then
+      the fairy soldiers fell upon the king's funny little admiral, and all the
+      king's men, and drove them off helter skelter. The soldiers followed
+      swiftly after them, and when they rushed past Bobbie, to his surprise he
+      saw they were a swarm of bees!
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      <br /><br />
+    </p>
+    <hr />
+    <p>
+      <a name="linkimage-0019" id="linkimage-0019"> </a>
+    </p>
+    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">
+      <img src="images/0035m.jpg" alt="0035m " width="100%" /><br />
+    </div>
+    <h4>
+      <a href="images/0035.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>
+    </h4>
+    <p>
+      At the same time the bubble began to rise. As it floated through the
+      window Bobbie could see the king and his men tearing madly round and round
+      the palace yard. My! how angry they were, and how their arms and legs did
+      smart where the soldiers had stabbed them!
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      They stabbed the poor king right and left with their sharp little sabers
+      and bayonets, so that he shrieked with pain and rage and&mdash;quite
+      forgetting his bandaged foot&mdash;rushed down from his throne toward the
+      door of the palace. Then the fairy soldiers fell upon the king's funny
+      little admiral, and all the king's men, and drove them off helter skelter.
+      The soldiers followed swiftly after them, and when they rushed past
+      Bobbie, to his surprise he saw they were a swarm of bees!
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      At the same time the bubble began to rise. As it floated through the
+      window Bobbie could see the king and his men tearing madly round and round
+      the palace yard. My! how angry they were, and how their arms and legs did
+      smart where the soldiers had stabbed them!
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      The fairy summoned her soldiers, and the next instant they were all
+      sailing away.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      To Flowerland the wee fairy took Bobbie, and here were sights to gladden
+      one's heart. As far as he could see, spread great beds of brilliant tulips
+      and nodding columbine, towering flowers that Bobbie could not name, and
+      delicate trailing vines. Bees and butterflies half hidden in the blossoms
+      made fluttering bits of brightness. Beautiful dragon flies darted about,
+      and Bobbie could hear the soft whir of the humming birds' wings, though
+      all he could see of them was a gold-green flash as they darted from flower
+      to flower. The air was sweet with perfume, and as Bobbie gazed about there
+      suddenly burst through the blossoms a band of smiling fairies.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      <br /><br />
+    </p>
+    <hr />
+    <p>
+      <a name="linkimage-0020" id="linkimage-0020"> </a>
+    </p>
+    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">
+      <img src="images/0037m.jpg" alt="0037m " width="100%" /><br />
+    </div>
+    <h4>
+      <a href="images/0037.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>
+    </h4>
+    <p>
+      There were seven of them, dressed in the seven colors of the rainbow, and
+      as the dew-drops fell from the flowers upon their wings they sparkled like
+      diamonds in the sunlight.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      <br /><br />
+    </p>
+    <hr />
+    <p>
+      <a name="linkimage-0021" id="linkimage-0021"> </a>
+    </p>
+    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">
+      <img src="images/0039m.jpg" alt="0039m " width="100%" /><br />
+    </div>
+    <h4>
+      <a href="images/0039.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>
+    </h4>
+    <p>
+      Half flying, half dancing, they circled round Bobbie and his fairy and led
+      them to a tiny bower overhung with vines. In the center stood a great
+      toadstool that served as a table, and around it smaller toadstool chairs.
+      Upon the table was spread a wondrous banquet. There was honey in dainty
+      flower cups, and the most delicious-looking food that Bobbie had ever
+      seen. Gay-winged butterflies with lily-pad trays and little butler bees in
+      smart striped waistcoats hovered about to serve the banquet.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      As Bobbie and the queen approached the table, five other fairies came
+      tripping into the bower. &ldquo;These are my faithful helpers, Bobbie,&rdquo; said the
+      queen, &ldquo;my Right-hand Fairies. Thumb, how went the day?&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Most happily, your Majesty,&rdquo; answered a little fairy in a tight-fitting
+      suit, and as he spoke he made a quick bow backwards, for all the world
+      like a thumb straightening up stiffly.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;And yours, Pointer?&rdquo; asked the queen.
+    </p>
+    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">
+      <img src="images/0041m.jpg" alt="0041m " width="100%" /><br />
+    </div>
+    <h4>
+      <a href="images/0041.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>
+    </h4>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;The same, your Majesty,&rdquo; answered the fairy next to Thumb, and as she
+      spoke she made a most curious bow with her whole body bent over from the
+      ankles, so that she looked like a finger pointing straight and stern.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;And Middleman?&rdquo; asked the fairy queen, addressing the tallest of the
+      five.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Most excellently, your Majesty,&rdquo; replied Middleman. He was so tall and
+      dignified he scarcely bowed at all.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Circlet next,&rdquo; said the queen, and the fourth little fairy made a correct
+      bow from the waist, like a polite gentleman at a ball.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Delightfully, your Majesty,&rdquo; he said. &ldquo;And how did your day go, Little
+      One?&rdquo; said the queen, turning to the smallest of the fairies.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      <br /><br />
+    </p>
+    <hr />
+    <p>
+      <a name="linkimage-0022" id="linkimage-0022"> </a>
+    </p>
+    <div class="figright" style="width:30%;">
+      <img src="images/8040.jpg" alt="8040 " width="100%" /><br /><a
+      href="images/8040.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>
+    </div>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;It was a beautiful day, your Majesty,&rdquo; she replied, and made a little
+      curly looking bow so that her hair touched the floor.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Ah, then,&rdquo; said the queen, &ldquo;let us refresh ourselves.&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <p>
+      So they all gathered around the table and the bees and butterflies began
+      to serve them&mdash;all but Bobbie; for the bubble was still as smooth as
+      glass. He remembered how he had tried to get a drink in the Milky Way, and
+      looked at the queen questioningly. She turned to him.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;You cannot leave your fairy balloon, Bobbie,&rdquo; she said, &ldquo;unless you will
+      stay with us a hundred years. But you need only wish for whatever you
+      would like to eat, and you will find it in your hand.&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <p>
+      <br /><br />
+    </p>
+    <hr />
+    <p>
+      <a name="linkimage-0023" id="linkimage-0023"> </a>
+    </p>
+    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">
+      <img src="images/0043m.jpg" alt="0043m " width="100%" /><br />
+    </div>
+    <h4>
+      <a href="images/0043.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>
+    </h4>
+    <p>
+      So Bobbie wished for one delicious thing after another, and each tasted
+      better than the last. As the sun went down, fireflies danced into the
+      bower and lighted it with their tiny candles until the moon spread its
+      soft white light over all the land.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      Then, the fairy banquet finished, the queen rose from the table. &ldquo;Now for
+      a frolic,&rdquo; she said to Bobbie, and as the Right-hand Fairies circled about
+      them she led the way to where all the fairies of Flowerland were dancing
+      on the green. Bobbie, of course, could not dance, shut up in the bubble,
+      but Bobbie wished for one delicious thing after another he was so
+      interested in watching the fairies' graceful, fantastic figures and
+      mischievous pranks, he never thought of dancing himself; and when at
+      cockcrow the fairies suddenly slipped out of sight in the flowers, he
+      could scarcely believe it was day.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      <br /><br />
+    </p>
+    <hr />
+    <p>
+      <a name="linkimage-0024" id="linkimage-0024"> </a>
+    </p>
+    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">
+      <img src="images/0044m.jpg" alt="0044m " width="100%" /><br />
+    </div>
+    <h4>
+      <a href="images/0044.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>
+    </h4>
+    <p>
+      Back to the bower floated the bubble, and Bobbie slept until the sun was
+      high in the morning sky. Then the fairy queen called him, and he awoke to
+      see the Rainbow Fairies just outside. They were seated on brilliant
+      butterflies which were harnessed to a spiderweb net.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;To-day you shall visit the Rainbow,&rdquo; said the queen.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;And see the pot of gold?&rdquo; asked Bobbie.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Yes,&rdquo; answered the fairy, &ldquo;and all the countless treasures the Rainbow
+      Dwarf guards there.&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <p>
+      [Ill 945]
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      Then the Rainbow Fairies slipped down from the butterflies and threw the
+      silken strands of the spiderweb net over the bubble.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      The fairy queen mounted her own golden butterfly, and away they flew.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      <br /><br />
+    </p>
+    <hr />
+    <p>
+      <a name="linkimage-0025" id="linkimage-0025"> </a>
+    </p>
+    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">
+      <img src="images/0047m.jpg" alt="0047m " width="100%" /><br />
+    </div>
+    <h4>
+      <a href="images/0047.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>
+    </h4>
+    <p>
+      They hadn't gone very far when they met the four little Breezes frolicking
+      in the air. They bobbed their heads up and down three times out of respect
+      to the fairy queen, but all the time they were looking out of the corners
+      of their eyes at Bobbie.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;These are the Breezes, Bobbie,&rdquo; said the fairy, &ldquo;the sons of the four
+      Winds,&rdquo; and turning to them, she added, &ldquo;But perhaps you know Bobbie?&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <p>
+      Bobbie was sure he had never seen the Breezes before, but they seemed to
+      know him.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Oh, can't he stay and play with us?&rdquo; cried West Breeze. But at that
+      moment a big dirigible came in sight, and the four little Breezes went
+      scurrying away.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      <br /><br />
+    </p>
+    <hr />
+    <p>
+      <a name="linkimage-0026" id="linkimage-0026"> </a>
+    </p>
+    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">
+      <img src="images/0051m.jpg" alt="0051m " width="100%" /><br />
+    </div>
+    <h4>
+      <a href="images/0051.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>
+    </h4>
+    <p>
+      In it were four strange looking persons. Bobbie thought they must be sky
+      pirates until the fairy introduced them as the four Winds! He wondered how
+      such dreadful looking fathers could have such nice little sons.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Bobbie has been my guest since yesterday, and we 're now on our way to
+      the Rainbow,&rdquo; explained the fairy.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;We are on our way to the Rainbow, too,&rdquo; said North Wind, and his breath
+      was so chilly the butterfly steeds huddled together in fright.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Let us take Bobbie with us, your Majesty,&rdquo; said West Wind, and gave
+      Bobbie a tremendous, friendly wink. &ldquo;He ought to have a ride in our new
+      dirigible&mdash;it's great!&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <p>
+      Bobbie did wish he could have gone with the little Breezes instead of with
+      their fathers, but he did n't like to offend West Wind, so he said, &ldquo;I'd
+      be glad to go with you, but I'd rather ride in my own balloon, please.&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Very well,&rdquo; said the fairy. &ldquo;That will be delightful, and I'll leave you.
+      Have a good time!&rdquo; and with that she waved good-by and flew back toward
+      Flowerland with her butterfly team.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      <br /><br />
+    </p>
+    <hr />
+    <p>
+      <a name="linkimage-0027" id="linkimage-0027"> </a>
+    </p>
+    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">
+      <img src="images/0049m.jpg" alt="0049m " width="100%" /><br />
+    </div>
+    <h4>
+      <a href="images/0049.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>
+    </h4>
+    <p>
+      The bubble floated alongside the dirigible, though the four Winds made
+      such a gale with their constant talk and laughter the bubble certainly
+      would have been blown to pieces if it had n't been a fairy balloon instead
+      of an ordinary bubble. As they went along the brothers began planning what
+      they would do to entertain Bobbie after they left the Rainbow.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;We'll go down to Earth,&rdquo; said West Wind. &ldquo;That's the place to have fun!
+      I'll blow off a man's hat and make him chase it, and I'll flap some
+      washing off a line and let a dog get it, and&mdash;&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;And I 'll blow up a rain,&rdquo; interrupted East Wind, &ldquo;and turn an umbrella
+      wrong side out, and upset a signboard and a sailboat, and&mdash;&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;What child's play!&rdquo; said North Wind freezingly. &ldquo;You must come with me,
+      Bobbie. I'll show you a polar bear riding on an iceberg, and then we'll
+      blow the berg crashing down on an ocean liner, and&mdash;&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <p>
+      <br /><br />
+    </p>
+    <hr />
+    <p>
+      <a name="linkimage-0028" id="linkimage-0028"> </a>
+    </p>
+    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">
+      <img src="images/0052m.jpg" alt="0052m " width="100%" /><br />
+    </div>
+    <h4>
+      <a href="images/0052.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>
+    </h4>
+    <p>
+      Bobbie began to be frightened. He didn't think he'd enjoy doing any such
+      thing. He was wishing he'd never come with the Winds when he heard a great
+      commotion behind him, and <i>their</i> father, old King Eolus himself,
+      came puffing up.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Here, you young scalawags,&rdquo; he shouted in a big voice, &ldquo;what's all this
+      nonsense? Where are you going? I know where you are going&mdash;you 're
+      going home, straight home.&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Sorry, sir,&rdquo; said West Wind impudently, &ldquo;but we told the fairy queen we'd
+      take her friend Bobbie to the Rainbow.&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <p>
+      <br /><br />
+    </p>
+    <hr />
+    <p>
+      <a name="linkimage-0029" id="linkimage-0029"> </a>
+    </p>
+    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">
+      <img src="images/0053m.jpg" alt="0053m " width="100%" /><br />
+    </div>
+    <h4>
+      <a href="images/0053.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>
+    </h4>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;I'll take him there myself,&rdquo; said the old king. &ldquo;That's just what I'm
+      here for.&rdquo; So the four Winds had to say good-by to Bobbie and go back
+      home; and Bobbie wasn't sorry to see them go, either.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;My messengers, the geese, told me yesterday that you were up here,&rdquo; said
+      the old king. &ldquo;I've been on the lookout for you ever since. I was afraid
+      you'd fall in with those rascals of mine. They 're good boys,&rdquo; he added,
+      not stopping to think he'd just called them rascals, &ldquo;good boys, but
+      young.&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Oh,&rdquo; said Bobbie.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      Then old King Eolus and Bobbie traveled on together until they came to a
+      great shimmering many-colored arch. At the foot of the arch stood the
+      Rainbow Dwarf beside the pot of gold, and piled around him were bags of
+      coins and jewels, chests of silver, and wonderful jars and horns of
+      precious metal. Their splendor dazzled one's eyes.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      <br /><br />
+    </p>
+    <hr />
+    <p>
+      <a name="linkimage-0030" id="linkimage-0030"> </a>
+    </p>
+    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">
+      <img src="images/0055m.jpg" alt="0055m " width="100%" /><br />
+    </div>
+    <h4>
+      <a href="images/0055.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>
+    </h4>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;All hail!&rdquo; cried the dwarf.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Good day!&rdquo; cried King Eolus. &ldquo;No hail in this weather.&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <p>
+      But the Rainbow Dwarf didn't seem to see that any joke was intended, and
+      was as solemn as an owl.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Did you see my daughters?&rdquo; he asked Bobbie, so suddenly poor Bobbie could
+      only gasp for a moment.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Did you see my daughters in Flower-land?&rdquo; he questioned again.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      <br /><br />
+    </p>
+    <hr />
+    <p>
+      <a name="linkimage-0031" id="linkimage-0031"> </a>
+    </p>
+    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">
+      <img src="images/0056m.jpg" alt="0056m " width="100%" /><br />
+    </div>
+    <h4>
+      <a href="images/0056.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>
+    </h4>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Oh, the Rainbow Fairies,&rdquo; answered Bobbie. &ldquo;Yes; but why do they live in
+      Flowerland? Why don't they live here with you?&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Listen to me, son,&rdquo; answered the dwarf solemnly. &ldquo;Listen to me. My
+      daughters are the artists for all Fairyland. I taught them to paint here
+      in the Rainbow, and now they paint all the flowers and trees and green
+      things that grow. That's why they live in Flowerland. But they often come
+      to visit me, and of course they have to come back to the Rainbow to get
+      their paint.&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <p>
+      Just then Bobbie heard the soft fluttering of wings, and looking up he saw
+      coming toward him the seven dainty Rainbow Fairies. With them was the
+      fairy queen seated on her golden butterfly and driving her brilliant
+      butterfly team. Bobbie was very glad to see the beautiful little fairies
+      again, and they all greeted him and the little dwarf affectionately.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      <br /><br />
+    </p>
+    <hr />
+    <p>
+      <a name="linkimage-0032" id="linkimage-0032"> </a>
+    </p>
+    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">
+      <img src="images/0059m.jpg" alt="0059m " width="100%" /><br />
+    </div>
+    <h4>
+      <a href="images/0059.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>
+    </h4>
+    <p>
+      But the fairies seemed in a great hurry. Each carried a long dandelion
+      stem with a fuzzy white head. One by one they went up to the rainbow,
+      dipped the dandelion brush in gleaming color, and, in a second, were off
+      again to Flowerland. The fairy queen told Bobbie of the new violets and
+      buttercups, nodding sunflowers, and fields of new grass waiting to be
+      painted by the Rainbow Fairies. Then she bade Bobbie good-by once more,
+      and waving her hand to the dwarf, mounted her shining steed and flew
+      swiftly away toward the golden sun.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      As Bobbie watched her, old King Eolus came puffing back from the chest of
+      silver he'd been examining. &ldquo;Time for me to be off again,&rdquo; he said. &ldquo;Old
+      Eolus can't stay in one place very long, you know. Come on, Bobbie, and
+      I'll start you on your way home!&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Here, here,&rdquo; cried the dwarf, &ldquo;before you go, help yourself to some of
+      this treasure. It's the prize for reaching the Rainbow's end, and you've
+      done it, Bobbie.&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <p>
+      But again Bobbie could not reach through the bubble, and much as he hated
+      to leave the glittering coins and sparkling stones, there seemed no help
+      for it. He was just about to thank the dwarf for his kindness, however,
+      when the dwarf said, &ldquo;Next time you see the Raindrops, dig in your back
+      yard. They are my messengers, and I'll send the gold by them.&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <p>
+      So Bobbie thanked the dwarf for his promise, and bade him good-by. Then
+      old King Eolus puffed out his cheeks and with a mighty breath sent the
+      bubble spinning. Faster and faster it sped through space, and what with
+      going so fast and thinking so hard about the gold the dwarf had promised
+      him, Bobbie never noticed what was happening around him until he heard a
+      hoarse voice shouting, &ldquo;Off the track! Off the track! Off the track!&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <p>
+      Imagine how shocked he was to see coming toward him a most remarkable
+      person who was all head and no body&mdash;though at first glance the long
+      sandy beard that trailed out behind him took the place of a body. But,
+      indeed, he was no gentleman in any sense of the word. He had wicked
+      looking eyes, and as he shouted again he pointed with one of his great
+      ears.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      <br /><br />
+    </p>
+    <hr />
+    <p>
+      <a name="linkimage-0033" id="linkimage-0033"> </a>
+    </p>
+    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">
+      <img src="images/0061m.jpg" alt="0061m " width="100%" /><br />
+    </div>
+    <h4>
+      <a href="images/0061.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>
+    </h4>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Off the track! Off the track! Off the track!&rdquo; he repeated at the top of
+      his voice.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      Now Bobbie could n't see any track, and of course he couldn't have got off
+      of his own accord if he had seen one. This curious person was coming like
+      a fire engine, too, and things certainly seemed in a bad way.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;He's just like those silly geese,&rdquo; thought Bobbie. &ldquo;Folks up here in the
+      sky are always telling other folks to get out of the way!&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <p>
+      Now the air was filled with a terrible rushing sound and the curious
+      person was shouting away louder than ever. &ldquo;Clear the road, clear the road
+      there for the Comet Express!&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Whizaphats!&rdquo; thought Bobbie. &ldquo;Comet Express! Why, he <i>can't</i> stop&mdash;expresses
+      never stop&mdash;and I can't&mdash;and&mdash;I'll signal him!&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <p>
+      He grabbed at his red tie and, pulling it off his neck, waved it round and
+      round his head. Too late&mdash;the Comet Expressman still dashed madly on.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Say,&rdquo; cried Bobbie, &ldquo;don't you see this signal? Danger! Danger, I tell
+      you! There'll be a collision!&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <p>
+      Bobbie grew more and more excited as he watched the grinning head with the
+      long sandy beard rushing on and on. As it neared the Milky Way a flock of
+      goats scurried wildly across its path and a herd of cows kicked up their
+      heels and ran to the farthest corner of their pink pasture. And just then,
+      with a fearful swoop, the Comet Express bore down upon Bobbie and the
+      wonderful bubble.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      <br /><br />
+    </p>
+    <hr />
+    <p>
+      <a name="linkimage-0034" id="linkimage-0034"> </a>
+    </p>
+    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">
+      <img src="images/0063m.jpg" alt="0063m " width="100%" /><br />
+    </div>
+    <h4>
+      <a href="images/0063.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>
+    </h4>
+    <p>
+      Whiz! Buzz! Boom! With a whirl and dash the rushing head came tearing
+      along, then&mdash;Zip! Spat!
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      The bubble was splashing in a burst of water and light. The Comet
+      Expressman looked back with an evil grin, and Bobbie went hurtling down&mdash;down&mdash;over
+      and over&mdash;down&mdash;down. There below him was the big, deep sea.
+      Down&mdash;down went Bobbie, and you may be sure he had no chance to think
+      of any way to stop himself. Sometimes his head was where his heels ought
+      to be, and sometimes he spun around like a top. And what was worse yet,
+      once in a while, as he whirled about, he caught sight of the Comet
+      Expressman, and that hideous head with the long sandy beard trailing out
+      behind would wiggle its ears and grin.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      My! but Bobbie would have given anything to get hold of that long trailing
+      sandy beard and give it a sharp tug or two.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      But just holding his breath gave Bobbie enough to do.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      Down&mdash;down&mdash;he fell&mdash;over and over&mdash;down and down. He
+      caught one more sight of the wiggling ears when&mdash;Splash!
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      But to his surprise Bobbie did n't stop. He kept on going down, down
+      through the soft green water. Away, 'way down he went, to the bottom of
+      the deep sea.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Well, anyway,&rdquo; thought he, &ldquo;I'm done with the Comet Expressman.&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <p>
+      He could see nothing but water, and more water, and he certainly felt wet
+      clear through. Then, having reached the bottom, Bobbie had another
+      surprise. He began going up again as fast as he had gone down, and in a
+      moment found himself on the surface, being carried swiftly along by a
+      great foaming wave that was rushing toward the sandy shore, and&mdash;
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      Bump!
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      There sat Bobbie in his garden at home!
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      No wonder he was wet. The bubble bowl was upset and Fluff, the poodle, was
+      just disappearing behind the lilac bush. The soapy water made a nice,
+      cold, soaky puddle.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      A big, round, shining moon that made him think of the Comet Expressman
+      seemed to be looking down and laughing at him.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      The garden was very quiet. Looking around, Bobbie spied a little white
+      fuzzy head close beside him.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Fairy paint brush! Humph!&rdquo; thought Bobbie, and he reached over to pluck a
+      blade of grass. &ldquo;Why, I declare,&rdquo; he said, &ldquo;the little new shoot just
+      peeping out of the ground has almost no color at all. Think of all the
+      grass that's been painted right in our own yard! Those Rainbow Fairies
+      certainly have a good deal of work to do.&rdquo; As Bobbie stood up, Fluff came
+      bounding back. He leaped upon his little master as joyfully as though he
+      had n't seen him for days and weeks. For a minute Bobbie felt that he
+      really had been away on a long, long journey. Then he glanced down at the
+      soapy little puddle behind him.
+    </p>
+    <p>
+      &ldquo;Fluff, sir,&rdquo; he said with a frown, pretending to be very angry, &ldquo;look at
+      what you've done, and look at my clothes! But my whizaphats!&rdquo; he added,
+      seizing Fluff's paws. &ldquo;If that dream had been true your ocean would have
+      saved my life. If I'd landed on the <i>ground</i> when the Comet
+      Expressman hit me, no telling what <i>would</i> have happened!&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <p>
+      Just then the tea bell rang. &ldquo;Come on, Fluff,&rdquo; Bobbie cried, starting for
+      the house, &ldquo;come on. We can get a drink of milk here, even if it isn't the
+      Milky Way!&rdquo;
+     </p>
+    <div style="height: 6em;">
+      <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
+    </div>
+
+<div>*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 45070 ***</div>
+</body>
+</html>
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-The Project Gutenberg EBook of Bobbie Bubbles, by

-E. Hugh Sherwood and Maud Gridley Budlong

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-Title: Bobbie Bubbles

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-Author: E. Hugh Sherwood and Maud Gridley Budlong

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-Illustrator: E. Hugh Sherwood

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-Release Date: March 7, 2014 [EBook #45070]

-Last Updated: March 16, 2018

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-Produced by David Widger from page images generously

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-BOBBIE BUBBLES

-

-By E. Hugh Sherwood

-

-And

-

-By Maud Gridley Budlong

-

-Illustrated by E. Hugh Sherwood

-

-

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-BOBBIE BUBBLES

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-

-Bobbie Bubbles was the most wonderful bubble blower that ever lived.

-

-No, his father's name wasn't Bubbles, and bubble blowing wasn't

-the family trade. Maybe the Smiths got their name because their

-great-great-great-grandfather's grandfather was a blacksmith, and maybe

-the Johnsons got their name because once, ages ago, a man named John had

-a son; but Bobbie Bubbles didn't get his name secondhand from anybody.

-He got it himself, because he was a famous person. And this is how it

-happened.

-

-[Illustration: 8007]

-

-One day Bobbie and Betty and Billy were out in the garden blowing

-bubbles. They all blew bubbles, big ones and little ones, till evening

-came and it was almost time for tea. Then Billy said, “I can blow the

-biggest bubble anybody's blown to-day,” and blew a bubble as big as an

-apple.

-

-“I can blow one bigger than that,” said Betty, and blew a bubble as big

-as a toy balloon.

-

-“I'll blow a bigger one still,” said Bobbie, and he blew and blew, and

-the bubble grew and grew--as big as a pumpkin, as big as the snowball

-they'd rolled in the yard at Christmas.

-

-Even then the wonderful bubble did not stop, but kept growing bigger

-and bigger. And still Bobbie blew and blew, and still the shining bubble

-grew and grew.

-

-Then, wonder of wonders! The great shimmering bubble, floating in the

-sunlit air and glowing with all the colors of the rainbow, suddenly

-reached out and took in Bobbie--pipe, arm, and all.

-

-Slowly the bubble rose with the surprised Bobbie and, light as

-thistledown, floated gently to and fro in the soft summer air just above

-the garden.

-

-[Illustration: 0012]

-

-“Dear me!” thought Bobbie, looking down through what seemed like walls

-of gleaming crystal. “Dear me! That's not our garden where Betty and

-Billy and I blew soap bubbles. No, that rainbow-colored place looks just

-like Fairyland in our story books. Really, now,” thought he, “have we

-sailed over into Fairyland?”

-

-Then, just as he was wondering what would happen next, along came a puff

-of wind, and, whiff! away sailed the bubble with Bobbie in it.

-

-Over the trees they went, up toward the clouds. Bobbie looked down

-through the bubble and saw his house grow smaller and smaller. Soon the

-whole village was only a little dark speck.

-

-Honk! Honk! Honk!

-

-“Mercy!” thought Bobbie. “Have they automobiles up here?” He looked

-around at the smooth sides of his delicate airship, but there was no way

-to steer it that he could see. Honk! Honk! Honk!

-

-“I can't!” shouted Bobbie. “I'd get out of the way if I could, but--”

-

-[Illustration: 0014]

-

-By this time he'd managed to wiggle around in the bubble so that he

-could see what was behind him. It was a flock of geese.

-

-“Honk! Honk!” cried the leader again. He seemed to be dashing straight

-toward the bubble.

-

-[Illustration: 0015]

-

-“I'd get out of the way if I could--” began Bobbie once more.

-

-“Certainly, certainly,” the goose interrupted rudely, “but there's no

-occasion. Don't you think we've made this trip often enough not to run

-into things?”

-

-“But you honked,” said Bobbie, as the goose flapped his great wing

-within a feather's breadth of the bubble.

-

-[Illustration: 0016]

-

-“Why have a danger signal if you don't use it?” answered the goose,

-craning his head back over his wing; and in a moment nearly the whole

-flock had skimmed past and were honking away again, though there was

-nothing in the sky that Bobbie could see.

-

-“What are they honking at now?” he cried to an old goose, straggling

-behind.

-

-“That rooster on the weather vane,” said the goose. “It'd better look

-out. It's only two miles off.” And he went honking on after the others.

-

-Up soared the bubble, and Bobbie soon saw that the clouds now formed

-themselves into a long, crooked roadway lined with little houses and

-barns and windmills. Tiny cows grazed on the fleecy pink clouds, like

-cows in a meadow of pink and white clover. And, strange to say, what had

-looked like stars were buttercups--golden buttercups.

-

-Soon Bobbie sailed up close to a funny little farmer who was milking a

-cow.

-

-“Please, sir,” Bobbie called to him “will you tell me what country this

-is?”

-

-The little farmer turned around in such surprise that his stream of milk

-followed his glance, and came splashing against the side of the bubble.

-Bobbie held up his hands, for he was thirsty. But the bubble was like

-a big glass, with Bobbie on the inside and the milk on the outside--and

-not a drop came through.

-

-[Illustration: 0018]

-

-“Oh, whizaphats!” said Bobbie in disgust. “We don't put even goldfish

-in such a mean thing as this. At least we leave a hole in the top to put

-food in!”

-

-“Eh? What's that? I can't hear you,” said the little farmer in a squeaky

-voice.

-

-“Oh!” said Bobbie. “Oh! I was asking you what country this is.”

-

-“The Milky Way,” answered the little farmer. “This is where we make

-cheese and butter for his Beaming Majesty the Moon. I'm Chief Cheese

-Server,” he added proudly.

-

-Majesty! Was that jolly looking man in the moon, who'd winked at him so

-many times, a king? He didn't act very dignified.

-

-“Must be some relation to Old King Cole,” thought Bobbie. But before he

-had time to ask about this, up jumped the little farmer in such haste

-he overturned his milking stool, which rolled down perilously near the

-bubble.

-

-[Illustration: 0020]

-

-“Time to serve his Majesty!” he cried, and dashed into the house for his

-court costume. A second later he appeared wearing a wig and goatee like

-Uncle Sam's and carrying a big cheese on a gold plate. Behind him came a

-pretty little milkmaid with a glass of buttermilk.

-

-“Follow us,” the farmer called out to Bobbie, and the bubble bounced

-along after them.

-

-[Illustration: 0022]

-

-They didn't seem to have time to wait for Bobbie, and when he reached

-the door of the great hall he saw the moon beaming down on them as they

-stood before his throne. Bobbie wondered what he ought to do when he got

-in, but just then the bubble was caught up by the wind again, and sailed

-gently on.

-

-“Well, it's all very queer,” said Bobbie. “Anyway, I found out that's

-all wrong about the moon's being green cheese.”

-

-[Ill 9023]

-

-Now just about this time it chanced that the King of Mars picked up his

-powerful spyglass and began to scan the heavens for signs of possible

-war. He was a crusty old fellow, the King of Mars, and nothing delighted

-him so much as to stir up trouble. In fact, he was one of those people

-who to make things unpleasant, _half_ the time they don't mean to.

-Even in his own court, where he _always_ manage when at least wished to

-appear very nice to every one, his wife was always having to step on

-his toes--under his royal robes, of course--to remind him to be polite.

-She'd stepped on them so often, indeed, that he had to have one foot

-bound up in a bandage.

-

-[Illustration: 0024]

-

-Now when the king looked out, everything seemed very peaceful and

-uninteresting. There were the golden buttercups and the fleecy meadows

-of the Milky Way, and the calm blue sea of the sky--all quiet and

-everyday looking.

-

-But at length, as he looked at the sky, the king saw a little shining

-ball sailing up into the air. What could it be? A new planet, perhaps.

-He sent post haste for charts and maps, but not a thing could he find

-about any such fairylike world. He was about to declare himself the

-discoverer of a new heavenly body and to summon his army to conquer

-its people when another glance through his glasses showed him that this

-little globe had only one inhabitant, and that one a little boy!

-

-However, no telling but even this little boy might be a spy from some

-distant land and dangerous, so he summoned his soldiers and ordered them

-to capture the stranger.

-

-[Illustration: 0026]

-

-Away went the soldiers at double quick, and in a moment Bobbie was

-surrounded by hundreds of little winged men. They had large heads and

-queer faces; but fortunately, when they saw Bobbie and his frail little

-“world” they thought it a huge joke and quite forgot to look warlike.

-They seized the bubble, however, and soon Bobbie was hovering over a

-great building that reminded him of pictures of either the English House

-of Parliament or the New York Terminal, he couldn't remember which.

-Anyway, it was very large and very high.

-

-[Illustration: 0028]

-

-The king was greatly disappointed to see what a little world he'd found,

-but nevertheless, he commanded Bobbie to come forth and swear allegiance

-to him.

-

-[Illustration: 9027]

-

-Now Bobbie would have been very glad, indeed, to step out of the bubble

-if he could have gone home, but he didn't much like the looks of the

-King of Mars. Anyway, as you know, it was quite impossible for him to

-leave the bubble.

-

-“I can't get out, your Majesty,” he said; “and besides, I'm not allowed

-to swear, so it wouldn't be any use to get out for that.”

-

-“Indeed!” cried the king in a great rage. “Indeed! Haven't I conquered

-your whole world and brought you here prisoner?”

-

-“Why, no,” answered Bobbie, frightened to see the king so very angry.

-“You haven't conquered my world at all. You don't think this little

-bubble is a world, do you? It's nothing but soap and water and air--a

-fairy balloon, my mother says--though why it's grown so big and sailed

-off with me like this, I'm sure I don't; know.”

-

-“Oh, it's water, is it? Well, then, why don't you say flowing? Say

-flowing, not sailing. Water doesn't sail, it flows,” cried the king.

-“Your language is something terrible. The whole thing's a case for the

-naval authorities. Admiral, scuttle this water balloon so the prisoner

-cannot flow away, and put the enemy under guard. But mind you don't

-wreck the water balloon. We'll use it as a model for our new fleet.”

- Poor little Bobbie! He had stuck a pin in a soap bubble one day, and he

-remembered how suddenly it collapsed into a little spot of soapy water.

-If they scuttled his bubble now, how would he ever get home?

-

-The king's funny little special guard was rushing forward with his spear

-to pierce the bubble, and Bobbie was almost ready to cry, when he heard

-a tinkling voice, and looking up he saw the daintiest of little fairies

-standing before the king. Without a doubt she was queen of the fairies.

-Bobbie seemed to know her quite well, he had seen her picture often in

-his picture books at home.

-

-[Illustration: 0030]

-

-“Your Majesty,” she was saying, “this little boy is no enemy of yours.

-His mother was quite right; what you thought was his world is indeed

-a fairy balloon, and though he didn't know it, he is on his way to

-Flowerland at the special wish of the fairies. Will you not let him go?”

-

-[Illustration: 0032]

-

-Now the King of Mars well knew the power of the fairies, and he usually

-listened to what they said; but it made him so angry to think he'd made

-such a mistake as to believe the fairy balloon a new world he shouted,

-“No! I'll not let him go! Put him under guard. Put 'em both under

-guard--put--” But before he could say another word, with a great buzzing

-and whirring, a whole host of fairy soldiers had fallen upon him. They

-stabbed the poor king right and left with their sharp little sabers and

-bayonets, so that he shrieked with pain and rage and--quite forgetting

-his bandaged foot--rushed down from his throne toward the door of

-the palace. Then the fairy soldiers fell upon the king's funny little

-admiral, and all the king's men, and drove them off helter skelter. The

-soldiers followed swiftly after them, and when they rushed past Bobbie,

-to his surprise he saw they were a swarm of bees!

-

-[Illustration: 0035]

-

-At the same time the bubble began to rise. As it floated through the

-window Bobbie could see the king and his men tearing madly round and

-round the palace yard. My! how angry they were, and how their arms and

-legs did smart where the soldiers had stabbed them!

-

-They stabbed the poor king right and left with their sharp little

-sabers and bayonets, so that he shrieked with pain and rage and--quite

-forgetting his bandaged foot--rushed down from his throne toward the

-door of the palace. Then the fairy soldiers fell upon the king's funny

-little admiral, and all the king's men, and drove them off helter

-skelter. The soldiers followed swiftly after them, and when they rushed

-past Bobbie, to his surprise he saw they were a swarm of bees!

-

-At the same time the bubble began to rise. As it floated through the

-window Bobbie could see the king and his men tearing madly round and

-round the palace yard. My! how angry they were, and how their arms and

-legs did smart where the soldiers had stabbed them!

-

-The fairy summoned her soldiers, and the next instant they were all

-sailing away.

-

-To Flowerland the wee fairy took Bobbie, and here were sights to gladden

-one's heart. As far as he could see, spread great beds of brilliant

-tulips and nodding columbine, towering flowers that Bobbie could not

-name, and delicate trailing vines. Bees and butterflies half hidden in

-the blossoms made fluttering bits of brightness. Beautiful dragon flies

-darted about, and Bobbie could hear the soft whir of the humming birds'

-wings, though all he could see of them was a gold-green flash as they

-darted from flower to flower. The air was sweet with perfume, and as

-Bobbie gazed about there suddenly burst through the blossoms a band of

-smiling fairies.

-

-[Illustration: 0037]

-

-There were seven of them, dressed in the seven colors of the rainbow,

-and as the dew-drops fell from the flowers upon their wings they

-sparkled like diamonds in the sunlight.

-

-[Illustration: 0039]

-

-Half flying, half dancing, they circled round Bobbie and his fairy and

-led them to a tiny bower overhung with vines. In the center stood a

-great toadstool that served as a table, and around it smaller toadstool

-chairs. Upon the table was spread a wondrous banquet. There was honey in

-dainty flower cups, and the most delicious-looking food that Bobbie had

-ever seen. Gay-winged butterflies with lily-pad trays and little butler

-bees in smart striped waistcoats hovered about to serve the banquet.

-

-As Bobbie and the queen approached the table, five other fairies came

-tripping into the bower. “These are my faithful helpers, Bobbie,” said

-the queen, “my Right-hand Fairies. Thumb, how went the day?”

-

-“Most happily, your Majesty,” answered a little fairy in a tight-fitting

-suit, and as he spoke he made a quick bow backwards, for all the world

-like a thumb straightening up stiffly.

-

-“And yours, Pointer?” asked the queen.

-

-[Ill 8040]

-

-“The same, your Majesty,” answered the fairy next to Thumb, and as she

-spoke she made a most curious bow with her whole body bent over from the

-ankles, so that she looked like a finger pointing straight and stern.

-

-“And Middleman?” asked the fairy queen, addressing the tallest of the

-five.

-

-“Most excellently, your Majesty,” replied Middleman. He was so tall and

-dignified he scarcely bowed at all.

-

-“Circlet next,” said the queen, and the fourth little fairy made a

-correct bow from the waist, like a polite gentleman at a ball.

-

-“Delightfully, your Majesty,” he said. “And how did your day go, Little

-One?” said the queen, turning to the smallest of the fairies.

-

-[Illustration: 8041]

-

-“It was a beautiful day, your Majesty,” she replied, and made a little

-curly looking bow so that her hair touched the floor.

-

-“Ah, then,” said the queen, “let us refresh ourselves.”

-

-So they all gathered around the table and the bees and butterflies began

-to serve them--all but Bobbie; for the bubble was still as smooth as

-glass. He remembered how he had tried to get a drink in the Milky Way,

-and looked at the queen questioningly. She turned to him.

-

-“You cannot leave your fairy balloon, Bobbie,” she said, “unless you

-will stay with us a hundred years. But you need only wish for whatever

-you would like to eat, and you will find it in your hand.”

-

-[Illustration: 0043]

-

-So Bobbie wished for one delicious thing after another, and each tasted

-better than the last. As the sun went down, fireflies danced into the

-bower and lighted it with their tiny candles until the moon spread its

-soft white light over all the land.

-

-Then, the fairy banquet finished, the queen rose from the table. “Now

-for a frolic,” she said to Bobbie, and as the Right-hand Fairies circled

-about them she led the way to where all the fairies of Flowerland were

-dancing on the green. Bobbie, of course, could not dance, shut up in the

-bubble, but Bobbie wished for one delicious thing after another he was

-so interested in watching the fairies' graceful, fantastic figures and

-mischievous pranks, he never thought of dancing himself; and when at

-cockcrow the fairies suddenly slipped out of sight in the flowers, he

-could scarcely believe it was day.

-

-[Illustration: 0044]

-

-Back to the bower floated the bubble, and Bobbie slept until the sun was

-high in the morning sky. Then the fairy queen called him, and he awoke

-to see the Rainbow Fairies just outside. They were seated on brilliant

-butterflies which were harnessed to a spiderweb net.

-

-“To-day you shall visit the Rainbow,” said the queen.

-

-“And see the pot of gold?” asked Bobbie.

-

-“Yes,” answered the fairy, “and all the countless treasures the Rainbow

-Dwarf guards there.”

-

-[Ill 945]

-

-Then the Rainbow Fairies slipped down from the butterflies and threw the

-silken strands of the spiderweb net over the bubble.

-

-The fairy queen mounted her own golden butterfly, and away they flew.

-

-[Illustration: 0047]

-

-They hadn't gone very far when they met the four little Breezes

-frolicking in the air. They bobbed their heads up and down three times

-out of respect to the fairy queen, but all the time they were looking

-out of the corners of their eyes at Bobbie.

-

-“These are the Breezes, Bobbie,” said the fairy, “the sons of the four

-Winds,” and turning to them, she added, “But perhaps you know Bobbie?”

-

-Bobbie was sure he had never seen the Breezes before, but they seemed to

-know him.

-

-“Oh, can't he stay and play with us?” cried West Breeze. But at that

-moment a big dirigible came in sight, and the four little Breezes went

-scurrying away.

-

-[Illustration: 0051]

-

-In it were four strange looking persons. Bobbie thought they must be sky

-pirates until the fairy introduced them as the four Winds! He wondered

-how such dreadful looking fathers could have such nice little sons.

-

-“Bobbie has been my guest since yesterday, and we 're now on our way to

-the Rainbow,” explained the fairy.

-

-“We are on our way to the Rainbow, too,” said North Wind, and his breath

-was so chilly the butterfly steeds huddled together in fright.

-

-“Let us take Bobbie with us, your Majesty,” said West Wind, and gave

-Bobbie a tremendous, friendly wink. “He ought to have a ride in our new

-dirigible--it's great!”

-

-Bobbie did wish he could have gone with the little Breezes instead of

-with their fathers, but he did n't like to offend West Wind, so he said,

-“I'd be glad to go with you, but I'd rather ride in my own balloon,

-please.”

-

-“Very well,” said the fairy. “That will be delightful, and I'll leave

-you. Have a good time!” and with that she waved good-by and flew back

-toward Flowerland with her butterfly team.

-

-[Illustration: 0049]

-

-The bubble floated alongside the dirigible, though the four Winds made

-such a gale with their constant talk and laughter the bubble certainly

-would have been blown to pieces if it had n't been a fairy balloon

-instead of an ordinary bubble. As they went along the brothers began

-planning what they would do to entertain Bobbie after they left the

-Rainbow.

-

-“We'll go down to Earth,” said West Wind. “That's the place to have fun!

-I'll blow off a man's hat and make him chase it, and I'll flap some

-washing off a line and let a dog get it, and--”

-

-“And I 'll blow up a rain,” interrupted East Wind, “and turn an umbrella

-wrong side out, and upset a signboard and a sailboat, and--”

-

-“What child's play!” said North Wind freezingly. “You must come with me,

-Bobbie. I'll show you a polar bear riding on an iceberg, and then we'll

-blow the berg crashing down on an ocean liner, and--”

-

-[Illustration: 0052]

-

-Bobbie began to be frightened. He didn't think he'd enjoy doing any such

-thing. He was wishing he'd never come with the Winds when he heard a

-great commotion behind him, and _their_ father, old King Eolus himself,

-came puffing up.

-

-“Here, you young scalawags,” he shouted in a big voice, “what's all this

-nonsense? Where are you going? I know where you are going--you 're going

-home, straight home.”

-

-“Sorry, sir,” said West Wind impudently, “but we told the fairy queen

-we'd take her friend Bobbie to the Rainbow.”

-

-[Illustration: 0053]

-

-“I'll take him there myself,” said the old king. “That's just what I'm

-here for.” So the four Winds had to say good-by to Bobbie and go back

-home; and Bobbie wasn't sorry to see them go, either.

-

-“My messengers, the geese, told me yesterday that you were up here,”

- said the old king. “I've been on the lookout for you ever since. I was

-afraid you'd fall in with those rascals of mine. They 're good boys,” he

-added, not stopping to think he'd just called them rascals, “good boys,

-but young.”

-

-“Oh,” said Bobbie.

-

-Then old King Eolus and Bobbie traveled on together until they came to

-a great shimmering many-colored arch. At the foot of the arch stood the

-Rainbow Dwarf beside the pot of gold, and piled around him were bags

-of coins and jewels, chests of silver, and wonderful jars and horns of

-precious metal. Their splendor dazzled one's eyes.

-

-[Illustration: 0055]

-

-“All hail!” cried the dwarf.

-

-“Good day!” cried King Eolus. “No hail in this weather.”

-

-But the Rainbow Dwarf didn't seem to see that any joke was intended, and

-was as solemn as an owl.

-

-“Did you see my daughters?” he asked Bobbie, so suddenly poor Bobbie

-could only gasp for a moment.

-

-“Did you see my daughters in Flower-land?” he questioned again.

-

-[Illustration: 0056]

-

-“Oh, the Rainbow Fairies,” answered Bobbie. “Yes; but why do they live

-in Flowerland? Why don't they live here with you?”

-

-“Listen to me, son,” answered the dwarf solemnly. “Listen to me. My

-daughters are the artists for all Fairyland. I taught them to paint here

-in the Rainbow, and now they paint all the flowers and trees and green

-things that grow. That's why they live in Flowerland. But they often

-come to visit me, and of course they have to come back to the Rainbow to

-get their paint.”

-

-Just then Bobbie heard the soft fluttering of wings, and looking up he

-saw coming toward him the seven dainty Rainbow Fairies. With them was

-the fairy queen seated on her golden butterfly and driving her brilliant

-butterfly team. Bobbie was very glad to see the beautiful little fairies

-again, and they all greeted him and the little dwarf affectionately.

-

-[Illustration: 0059]

-

-But the fairies seemed in a great hurry. Each carried a long dandelion

-stem with a fuzzy white head. One by one they went up to the rainbow,

-dipped the dandelion brush in gleaming color, and, in a second, were off

-again to Flowerland. The fairy queen told Bobbie of the new violets and

-buttercups, nodding sunflowers, and fields of new grass waiting to be

-painted by the Rainbow Fairies. Then she bade Bobbie good-by once more,

-and waving her hand to the dwarf, mounted her shining steed and flew

-swiftly away toward the golden sun.

-

-As Bobbie watched her, old King Eolus came puffing back from the chest

-of silver he'd been examining. “Time for me to be off again,” he said.

-“Old Eolus can't stay in one place very long, you know. Come on, Bobbie,

-and I'll start you on your way home!”

-

-“Here, here,” cried the dwarf, “before you go, help yourself to some of

-this treasure. It's the prize for reaching the Rainbow's end, and you've

-done it, Bobbie.”

-

-But again Bobbie could not reach through the bubble, and much as he

-hated to leave the glittering coins and sparkling stones, there seemed

-no help for it. He was just about to thank the dwarf for his kindness,

-however, when the dwarf said, “Next time you see the Raindrops, dig in

-your back yard. They are my messengers, and I'll send the gold by them.”

-

-So Bobbie thanked the dwarf for his promise, and bade him good-by. Then

-old King Eolus puffed out his cheeks and with a mighty breath sent the

-bubble spinning. Faster and faster it sped through space, and what with

-going so fast and thinking so hard about the gold the dwarf had promised

-him, Bobbie never noticed what was happening around him until he heard a

-hoarse voice shouting, “Off the track! Off the track! Off the track!”

-

-Imagine how shocked he was to see coming toward him a most remarkable

-person who was all head and no body--though at first glance the long

-sandy beard that trailed out behind him took the place of a body. But,

-indeed, he was no gentleman in any sense of the word. He had wicked

-looking eyes, and as he shouted again he pointed with one of his great

-ears.

-

-[Illustration: 0061]

-

-“Off the track! Off the track! Off the track!” he repeated at the top of

-his voice.

-

-Now Bobbie could n't see any track, and of course he couldn't have got

-off of his own accord if he had seen one. This curious person was coming

-like a fire engine, too, and things certainly seemed in a bad way.

-

-“He's just like those silly geese,” thought Bobbie. “Folks up here in

-the sky are always telling other folks to get out of the way!”

-

-Now the air was filled with a terrible rushing sound and the curious

-person was shouting away louder than ever. “Clear the road, clear the

-road there for the Comet Express!”

-

-“Whizaphats!” thought Bobbie. “Comet Express! Why, he _can't_

-stop--expresses never stop--and I can't--and--I'll signal him!”

-

-He grabbed at his red tie and, pulling it off his neck, waved it round

-and round his head. Too late--the Comet Expressman still dashed madly

-on.

-

-“Say,” cried Bobbie, “don't you see this signal? Danger! Danger, I tell

-you! There'll be a collision!”

-

-Bobbie grew more and more excited as he watched the grinning head with

-the long sandy beard rushing on and on. As it neared the Milky Way a

-flock of goats scurried wildly across its path and a herd of cows kicked

-up their heels and ran to the farthest corner of their pink pasture. And

-just then, with a fearful swoop, the Comet Express bore down upon Bobbie

-and the wonderful bubble.

-

-[Illustration: 0063]

-

-Whiz! Buzz! Boom! With a whirl and dash the rushing head came tearing

-along, then--Zip! Spat!

-

-The bubble was splashing in a burst of water and light. The Comet

-Expressman looked back with an evil grin, and Bobbie went hurtling

-down--down--over and over--down--down. There below him was the big, deep

-sea. Down--down went Bobbie, and you may be sure he had no chance to

-think of any way to stop himself. Sometimes his head was where his heels

-ought to be, and sometimes he spun around like a top. And what was worse

-yet, once in a while, as he whirled about, he caught sight of the Comet

-Expressman, and that hideous head with the long sandy beard trailing out

-behind would wiggle its ears and grin.

-

-My! but Bobbie would have given anything to get hold of that long

-trailing sandy beard and give it a sharp tug or two.

-

-But just holding his breath gave Bobbie enough to do.

-

-Down--down--he fell--over and over--down and down. He caught one more

-sight of the wiggling ears when--Splash!

-

-But to his surprise Bobbie did n't stop. He kept on going down, down

-through the soft green water. Away, 'way down he went, to the bottom of

-the deep sea.

-

-“Well, anyway,” thought he, “I'm done with the Comet Expressman.”

-

-He could see nothing but water, and more water, and he certainly felt

-wet clear through. Then, having reached the bottom, Bobbie had another

-surprise. He began going up again as fast as he had gone down, and in

-a moment found himself on the surface, being carried swiftly along by a

-great foaming wave that was rushing toward the sandy shore, and--

-

-Bump!

-

-There sat Bobbie in his garden at home!

-

-No wonder he was wet. The bubble bowl was upset and Fluff, the poodle,

-was just disappearing behind the lilac bush. The soapy water made a

-nice, cold, soaky puddle.

-

-A big, round, shining moon that made him think of the Comet Expressman

-seemed to be looking down and laughing at him.

-

-The garden was very quiet. Looking around, Bobbie spied a little white

-fuzzy head close beside him.

-

-“Fairy paint brush! Humph!” thought Bobbie, and he reached over to pluck

-a blade of grass. “Why, I declare,” he said, “the little new shoot just

-peeping out of the ground has almost no color at all. Think of all the

-grass that's been painted right in our own yard! Those Rainbow Fairies

-certainly have a good deal of work to do.” As Bobbie stood up, Fluff

-came bounding back. He leaped upon his little master as joyfully as

-though he had n't seen him for days and weeks. For a minute Bobbie felt

-that he really had been away on a long, long journey. Then he glanced

-down at the soapy little puddle behind him.

-

-“Fluff, sir,” he said with a frown, pretending to be very angry, “look

-at what you've done, and look at my clothes! But my whizaphats!” he

-added, seizing Fluff's paws. “If that dream had been true your ocean

-would have saved my life. If I'd landed on the _ground_ when the Comet

-Expressman hit me, no telling what _would_ have happened!”

-

-Just then the tea bell rang. “Come on, Fluff,” Bobbie cried, starting

-for the house, “come on. We can get a drink of milk here, even if it

-isn't the Milky Way!”

-

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-      <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />

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-    <h1>

-      BOBBIE BUBBLES

-    </h1>

-    <h2>

-      By E. Hugh Sherwood and Maud Gridley Budlong

-    </h2>

-    <h3>

-      Illustrated by E. Hugh Sherwood

-    </h3>

-      <h4>

-     1916

-      </h4>

-<p>

-      <br /> <br />

-    </p>

-<div class="mynote">

-<h3><i>Dedicated to Anna Sophia</i></h3>

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-      <br /> <br />

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-    <hr />

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-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

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-    <h4>

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-    <p>

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-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0003" id="linkimage-0003"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0006m.jpg" alt="0006m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

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-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0004" id="linkimage-0004"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0009m.jpg" alt="0009m " width="100%" /><br />

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-      <br /><br /><br /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h1>

-      BOBBIE BUBBLES

-    </h1>

-    <p class="pfirst">

-      <span class="dropcap" style="font-size: 4.00em">B</span>obbie Bubbles was

-      the most wonderful bubble blower that ever lived.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      No, his father's name wasn't Bubbles, and bubble blowing wasn't the family

-      trade. Maybe the Smiths got their name because their

-      great-great-great-grandfather's grandfather was a blacksmith, and maybe

-      the Johnsons got their name because once, ages ago, a man named John had a

-      son; but Bobbie Bubbles didn't get his name secondhand from anybody. He

-      got it himself, because he was a famous person. And this is how it

-      happened.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0005" id="linkimage-0005"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="figright" style="width:30%;">

-      <img src="images/8007.jpg" alt="8007 " width="100%" /><br /><a

-      href="images/8007.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </div>

-    <p>

-      One day Bobbie and Betty and Billy were out in the garden blowing bubbles.

-      They all blew bubbles, big ones and little ones, till evening came and it

-      was almost time for tea. Then Billy said, &ldquo;I can blow the biggest bubble

-      anybody's blown to-day,&rdquo; and blew a bubble as big as an apple.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;I can blow one bigger than that,&rdquo; said Betty, and blew a bubble as big as

-      a toy balloon.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;I'll blow a bigger one still,&rdquo; said Bobbie, and he blew and blew, and the

-      bubble grew and grew&mdash;as big as a pumpkin, as big as the snowball

-      they'd rolled in the yard at Christmas.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      Even then the wonderful bubble did not stop, but kept growing bigger and

-      bigger. And still Bobbie blew and blew, and still the shining bubble grew

-      and grew.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      Then, wonder of wonders! The great shimmering bubble, floating in the

-      sunlit air and glowing with all the colors of the rainbow, suddenly

-      reached out and took in Bobbie&mdash;pipe, arm, and all.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      Slowly the bubble rose with the surprised Bobbie and, light as

-      thistledown, floated gently to and fro in the soft summer air just above

-      the garden.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0006" id="linkimage-0006"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0012m.jpg" alt="0012m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0012.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Dear me!&rdquo; thought Bobbie, looking down through what seemed like walls of

-      gleaming crystal. &ldquo;Dear me! That's not our garden where Betty and Billy

-      and I blew soap bubbles. No, that rainbow-colored place looks just like

-      Fairyland in our story books. Really, now,&rdquo; thought he, &ldquo;have we sailed

-      over into Fairyland?&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      Then, just as he was wondering what would happen next, along came a puff

-      of wind, and, whiff! away sailed the bubble with Bobbie in it.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      Over the trees they went, up toward the clouds. Bobbie looked down through

-      the bubble and saw his house grow smaller and smaller. Soon the whole

-      village was only a little dark speck.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      Honk! Honk! Honk!

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Mercy!&rdquo; thought Bobbie. &ldquo;Have they automobiles up here?&rdquo; He looked around

-      at the smooth sides of his delicate airship, but there was no way to steer

-      it that he could see. Honk! Honk! Honk!

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;I can't!&rdquo; shouted Bobbie. &ldquo;I'd get out of the way if I could, but&mdash;&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0007" id="linkimage-0007"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0014m.jpg" alt="0014m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0014.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      By this time he'd managed to wiggle around in the bubble so that he could

-      see what was behind him. It was a flock of geese.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Honk! Honk!&rdquo; cried the leader again. He seemed to be dashing straight

-      toward the bubble.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0008" id="linkimage-0008"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0015m.jpg" alt="0015m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0015.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;I'd get out of the way if I could&mdash;&rdquo; began Bobbie once more.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Certainly, certainly,&rdquo; the goose interrupted rudely, &ldquo;but there's no

-      occasion. Don't you think we've made this trip often enough not to run

-      into things?&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;But you honked,&rdquo; said Bobbie, as the goose flapped his great wing within

-      a feather's breadth of the bubble.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0009" id="linkimage-0009"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0016m.jpg" alt="0016m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0016.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Why have a danger signal if you don't use it?&rdquo; answered the goose,

-      craning his head back over his wing; and in a moment nearly the whole

-      flock had skimmed past and were honking away again, though there was

-      nothing in the sky that Bobbie could see.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;What are they honking at now?&rdquo; he cried to an old goose, straggling

-      behind.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;That rooster on the weather vane,&rdquo; said the goose. &ldquo;It'd better look out.

-      It's only two miles off.&rdquo; And he went honking on after the others.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      Up soared the bubble, and Bobbie soon saw that the clouds now formed

-      themselves into a long, crooked roadway lined with little houses and barns

-      and windmills. Tiny cows grazed on the fleecy pink clouds, like cows in a

-      meadow of pink and white clover. And, strange to say, what had looked like

-      stars were buttercups&mdash;golden buttercups.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      Soon Bobbie sailed up close to a funny little farmer who was milking a

-      cow.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Please, sir,&rdquo; Bobbie called to him &ldquo;will you tell me what country this

-      is?&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      The little farmer turned around in such surprise that his stream of milk

-      followed his glance, and came splashing against the side of the bubble.

-      Bobbie held up his hands, for he was thirsty. But the bubble was like a

-      big glass, with Bobbie on the inside and the milk on the outside&mdash;and

-      not a drop came through.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0010" id="linkimage-0010"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0018m.jpg" alt="0018m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0018.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Oh, whizaphats!&rdquo; said Bobbie in disgust. &ldquo;We don't put even goldfish in

-      such a mean thing as this. At least we leave a hole in the top to put food

-      in!&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Eh? What's that? I can't hear you,&rdquo; said the little farmer in a squeaky

-      voice.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Oh!&rdquo; said Bobbie. &ldquo;Oh! I was asking you what country this is.&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;The Milky Way,&rdquo; answered the little farmer. &ldquo;This is where we make cheese

-      and butter for his Beaming Majesty the Moon. I'm Chief Cheese Server,&rdquo; he

-      added proudly.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      Majesty! Was that jolly looking man in the moon, who'd winked at him so

-      many times, a king? He didn't act very dignified.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Must be some relation to Old King Cole,&rdquo; thought Bobbie. But before he

-      had time to ask about this, up jumped the little farmer in such haste he

-      overturned his milking stool, which rolled down perilously near the

-      bubble.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0011" id="linkimage-0011"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0020m.jpg" alt="0020m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0020.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Time to serve his Majesty!&rdquo; he cried, and dashed into the house for his

-      court costume. A second later he appeared wearing a wig and goatee like

-      Uncle Sam's and carrying a big cheese on a gold plate. Behind him came a

-      pretty little milkmaid with a glass of buttermilk.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Follow us,&rdquo; the farmer called out to Bobbie, and the bubble bounced along

-      after them.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0012" id="linkimage-0012"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0022m.jpg" alt="0022m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0022.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      They didn't seem to have time to wait for Bobbie, and when he reached the

-      door of the great hall he saw the moon beaming down on them as they stood

-      before his throne. Bobbie wondered what he ought to do when he got in, but

-      just then the bubble was caught up by the wind again, and sailed gently

-      on.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Well, it's all very queer,&rdquo; said Bobbie. &ldquo;Anyway, I found out that's all

-      wrong about the moon's being green cheese.&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      [Ill 9023]

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      Now just about this time it chanced that the King of Mars picked up his

-      powerful spyglass and began to scan the heavens for signs of possible war.

-      He was a crusty old fellow, the King of Mars, and nothing delighted him so

-      much as to stir up trouble. In fact, he was one of those people who to

-      make things unpleasant, <i>half</i> the time they don't mean to. Even in

-      his own court, where he <i>always</i> manage when at least wished to

-      appear very nice to every one, his wife was always having to step on his

-      toes&mdash;under his royal robes, of course&mdash;to remind him to be

-      polite. She'd stepped on them so often, indeed, that he had to have one

-      foot bound up in a bandage.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0013" id="linkimage-0013"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0024m.jpg" alt="0024m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0024.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      Now when the king looked out, everything seemed very peaceful and

-      uninteresting. There were the golden buttercups and the fleecy meadows of

-      the Milky Way, and the calm blue sea of the sky&mdash;all quiet and

-      everyday looking.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      But at length, as he looked at the sky, the king saw a little shining ball

-      sailing up into the air. What could it be? A new planet, perhaps. He sent

-      post haste for charts and maps, but not a thing could he find about any

-      such fairylike world. He was about to declare himself the discoverer of a

-      new heavenly body and to summon his army to conquer its people when

-      another glance through his glasses showed him that this little globe had

-      only one inhabitant, and that one a little boy!

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      However, no telling but even this little boy might be a spy from some

-      distant land and dangerous, so he summoned his soldiers and ordered them

-      to capture the stranger.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0014" id="linkimage-0014"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0026m.jpg" alt="0026m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0026.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      Away went the soldiers at double quick, and in a moment Bobbie was

-      surrounded by hundreds of little winged men. They had large heads and

-      queer faces; but fortunately, when they saw Bobbie and his frail little

-      &ldquo;world&rdquo; they thought it a huge joke and quite forgot to look warlike. They

-      seized the bubble, however, and soon Bobbie was hovering over a great

-      building that reminded him of pictures of either the English House of

-      Parliament or the New York Terminal, he couldn't remember which. Anyway,

-      it was very large and very high.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      The king was greatly disappointed to see what a little world he'd found,

-      but nevertheless, he commanded Bobbie to come forth and swear allegiance

-      to him.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0016" id="linkimage-0016"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="figleft" style="width:20%;">

-      <img src="images/9027.jpg" alt="9027 " width="100%" /><br /><a

-      href="images/9027.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </div>

-    <p>

-      Now Bobbie would have been very glad, indeed, to step out of the bubble if

-      he could have gone home, but he didn't much like the looks of the King of

-      Mars. Anyway, as you know, it was quite impossible for him to leave the

-      bubble.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;I can't get out, your Majesty,&rdquo; he said; &ldquo;and besides, I'm not allowed to

-      swear, so it wouldn't be any use to get out for that.&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Indeed!&rdquo; cried the king in a great rage. &ldquo;Indeed! Haven't I conquered

-      your whole world and brought you here prisoner?&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Why, no,&rdquo; answered Bobbie, frightened to see the king so very angry. &ldquo;You

-      haven't conquered my world at all. You don't think this little bubble is a

-      world, do you? It's nothing but soap and water and air&mdash;a fairy

-      balloon, my mother says&mdash;though why it's grown so big and sailed off

-      with me like this, I'm sure I don't; know.&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Oh, it's water, is it? Well, then, why don't you say flowing? Say

-      flowing, not sailing. Water doesn't sail, it flows,&rdquo; cried the king. &ldquo;Your

-      language is something terrible. The whole thing's a case for the naval

-      authorities. Admiral, scuttle this water balloon so the prisoner cannot

-      flow away, and put the enemy under guard. But mind you don't wreck the

-      water balloon. We'll use it as a model for our new fleet.&rdquo; Poor little

-      Bobbie! He had stuck a pin in a soap bubble one day, and he remembered how

-      suddenly it collapsed into a little spot of soapy water. If they scuttled

-      his bubble now, how would he ever get home?

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      The king's funny little special guard was rushing forward with his spear

-      to pierce the bubble, and Bobbie was almost ready to cry, when he heard a

-      tinkling voice, and looking up he saw the daintiest of little fairies

-      standing before the king. Without a doubt she was queen of the fairies.

-      Bobbie seemed to know her quite well, he had seen her picture often in his

-      picture books at home.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0017" id="linkimage-0017"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0030m.jpg" alt="0030m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0030.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Your Majesty,&rdquo; she was saying, &ldquo;this little boy is no enemy of yours. His

-      mother was quite right; what you thought was his world is indeed a fairy

-      balloon, and though he didn't know it, he is on his way to Flowerland at

-      the special wish of the fairies. Will you not let him go?&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0018" id="linkimage-0018"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0032m.jpg" alt="0032m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0032.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      Now the King of Mars well knew the power of the fairies, and he usually

-      listened to what they said; but it made him so angry to think he'd made

-      such a mistake as to believe the fairy balloon a new world he shouted,

-      &ldquo;No! I'll not let him go! Put him under guard. Put 'em both under guard&mdash;put&mdash;&rdquo;

-       But before he could say another word, with a great buzzing and whirring, a

-      whole host of fairy soldiers had fallen upon him. They stabbed the poor

-      king right and left with their sharp little sabers and bayonets, so that

-      he shrieked with pain and rage and&mdash;quite forgetting his bandaged

-      foot&mdash;rushed down from his throne toward the door of the palace. Then

-      the fairy soldiers fell upon the king's funny little admiral, and all the

-      king's men, and drove them off helter skelter. The soldiers followed

-      swiftly after them, and when they rushed past Bobbie, to his surprise he

-      saw they were a swarm of bees!

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0019" id="linkimage-0019"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0035m.jpg" alt="0035m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0035.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      At the same time the bubble began to rise. As it floated through the

-      window Bobbie could see the king and his men tearing madly round and round

-      the palace yard. My! how angry they were, and how their arms and legs did

-      smart where the soldiers had stabbed them!

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      They stabbed the poor king right and left with their sharp little sabers

-      and bayonets, so that he shrieked with pain and rage and&mdash;quite

-      forgetting his bandaged foot&mdash;rushed down from his throne toward the

-      door of the palace. Then the fairy soldiers fell upon the king's funny

-      little admiral, and all the king's men, and drove them off helter skelter.

-      The soldiers followed swiftly after them, and when they rushed past

-      Bobbie, to his surprise he saw they were a swarm of bees!

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      At the same time the bubble began to rise. As it floated through the

-      window Bobbie could see the king and his men tearing madly round and round

-      the palace yard. My! how angry they were, and how their arms and legs did

-      smart where the soldiers had stabbed them!

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      The fairy summoned her soldiers, and the next instant they were all

-      sailing away.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      To Flowerland the wee fairy took Bobbie, and here were sights to gladden

-      one's heart. As far as he could see, spread great beds of brilliant tulips

-      and nodding columbine, towering flowers that Bobbie could not name, and

-      delicate trailing vines. Bees and butterflies half hidden in the blossoms

-      made fluttering bits of brightness. Beautiful dragon flies darted about,

-      and Bobbie could hear the soft whir of the humming birds' wings, though

-      all he could see of them was a gold-green flash as they darted from flower

-      to flower. The air was sweet with perfume, and as Bobbie gazed about there

-      suddenly burst through the blossoms a band of smiling fairies.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0020" id="linkimage-0020"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0037m.jpg" alt="0037m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0037.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      There were seven of them, dressed in the seven colors of the rainbow, and

-      as the dew-drops fell from the flowers upon their wings they sparkled like

-      diamonds in the sunlight.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0021" id="linkimage-0021"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0039m.jpg" alt="0039m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0039.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      Half flying, half dancing, they circled round Bobbie and his fairy and led

-      them to a tiny bower overhung with vines. In the center stood a great

-      toadstool that served as a table, and around it smaller toadstool chairs.

-      Upon the table was spread a wondrous banquet. There was honey in dainty

-      flower cups, and the most delicious-looking food that Bobbie had ever

-      seen. Gay-winged butterflies with lily-pad trays and little butler bees in

-      smart striped waistcoats hovered about to serve the banquet.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      As Bobbie and the queen approached the table, five other fairies came

-      tripping into the bower. &ldquo;These are my faithful helpers, Bobbie,&rdquo; said the

-      queen, &ldquo;my Right-hand Fairies. Thumb, how went the day?&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Most happily, your Majesty,&rdquo; answered a little fairy in a tight-fitting

-      suit, and as he spoke he made a quick bow backwards, for all the world

-      like a thumb straightening up stiffly.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;And yours, Pointer?&rdquo; asked the queen.

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0041m.jpg" alt="0041m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0041.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;The same, your Majesty,&rdquo; answered the fairy next to Thumb, and as she

-      spoke she made a most curious bow with her whole body bent over from the

-      ankles, so that she looked like a finger pointing straight and stern.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;And Middleman?&rdquo; asked the fairy queen, addressing the tallest of the

-      five.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Most excellently, your Majesty,&rdquo; replied Middleman. He was so tall and

-      dignified he scarcely bowed at all.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Circlet next,&rdquo; said the queen, and the fourth little fairy made a correct

-      bow from the waist, like a polite gentleman at a ball.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Delightfully, your Majesty,&rdquo; he said. &ldquo;And how did your day go, Little

-      One?&rdquo; said the queen, turning to the smallest of the fairies.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0022" id="linkimage-0022"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="figright" style="width:30%;">

-      <img src="images/8040.jpg" alt="8040 " width="100%" /><br /><a

-      href="images/8040.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </div>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;It was a beautiful day, your Majesty,&rdquo; she replied, and made a little

-      curly looking bow so that her hair touched the floor.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Ah, then,&rdquo; said the queen, &ldquo;let us refresh ourselves.&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      So they all gathered around the table and the bees and butterflies began

-      to serve them&mdash;all but Bobbie; for the bubble was still as smooth as

-      glass. He remembered how he had tried to get a drink in the Milky Way, and

-      looked at the queen questioningly. She turned to him.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;You cannot leave your fairy balloon, Bobbie,&rdquo; she said, &ldquo;unless you will

-      stay with us a hundred years. But you need only wish for whatever you

-      would like to eat, and you will find it in your hand.&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0023" id="linkimage-0023"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0043m.jpg" alt="0043m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0043.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      So Bobbie wished for one delicious thing after another, and each tasted

-      better than the last. As the sun went down, fireflies danced into the

-      bower and lighted it with their tiny candles until the moon spread its

-      soft white light over all the land.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      Then, the fairy banquet finished, the queen rose from the table. &ldquo;Now for

-      a frolic,&rdquo; she said to Bobbie, and as the Right-hand Fairies circled about

-      them she led the way to where all the fairies of Flowerland were dancing

-      on the green. Bobbie, of course, could not dance, shut up in the bubble,

-      but Bobbie wished for one delicious thing after another he was so

-      interested in watching the fairies' graceful, fantastic figures and

-      mischievous pranks, he never thought of dancing himself; and when at

-      cockcrow the fairies suddenly slipped out of sight in the flowers, he

-      could scarcely believe it was day.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0024" id="linkimage-0024"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0044m.jpg" alt="0044m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0044.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      Back to the bower floated the bubble, and Bobbie slept until the sun was

-      high in the morning sky. Then the fairy queen called him, and he awoke to

-      see the Rainbow Fairies just outside. They were seated on brilliant

-      butterflies which were harnessed to a spiderweb net.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;To-day you shall visit the Rainbow,&rdquo; said the queen.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;And see the pot of gold?&rdquo; asked Bobbie.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Yes,&rdquo; answered the fairy, &ldquo;and all the countless treasures the Rainbow

-      Dwarf guards there.&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      [Ill 945]

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      Then the Rainbow Fairies slipped down from the butterflies and threw the

-      silken strands of the spiderweb net over the bubble.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      The fairy queen mounted her own golden butterfly, and away they flew.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0025" id="linkimage-0025"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0047m.jpg" alt="0047m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0047.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      They hadn't gone very far when they met the four little Breezes frolicking

-      in the air. They bobbed their heads up and down three times out of respect

-      to the fairy queen, but all the time they were looking out of the corners

-      of their eyes at Bobbie.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;These are the Breezes, Bobbie,&rdquo; said the fairy, &ldquo;the sons of the four

-      Winds,&rdquo; and turning to them, she added, &ldquo;But perhaps you know Bobbie?&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      Bobbie was sure he had never seen the Breezes before, but they seemed to

-      know him.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Oh, can't he stay and play with us?&rdquo; cried West Breeze. But at that

-      moment a big dirigible came in sight, and the four little Breezes went

-      scurrying away.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0026" id="linkimage-0026"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0051m.jpg" alt="0051m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0051.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      In it were four strange looking persons. Bobbie thought they must be sky

-      pirates until the fairy introduced them as the four Winds! He wondered how

-      such dreadful looking fathers could have such nice little sons.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Bobbie has been my guest since yesterday, and we 're now on our way to

-      the Rainbow,&rdquo; explained the fairy.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;We are on our way to the Rainbow, too,&rdquo; said North Wind, and his breath

-      was so chilly the butterfly steeds huddled together in fright.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Let us take Bobbie with us, your Majesty,&rdquo; said West Wind, and gave

-      Bobbie a tremendous, friendly wink. &ldquo;He ought to have a ride in our new

-      dirigible&mdash;it's great!&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      Bobbie did wish he could have gone with the little Breezes instead of with

-      their fathers, but he did n't like to offend West Wind, so he said, &ldquo;I'd

-      be glad to go with you, but I'd rather ride in my own balloon, please.&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Very well,&rdquo; said the fairy. &ldquo;That will be delightful, and I'll leave you.

-      Have a good time!&rdquo; and with that she waved good-by and flew back toward

-      Flowerland with her butterfly team.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0027" id="linkimage-0027"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0049m.jpg" alt="0049m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0049.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      The bubble floated alongside the dirigible, though the four Winds made

-      such a gale with their constant talk and laughter the bubble certainly

-      would have been blown to pieces if it had n't been a fairy balloon instead

-      of an ordinary bubble. As they went along the brothers began planning what

-      they would do to entertain Bobbie after they left the Rainbow.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;We'll go down to Earth,&rdquo; said West Wind. &ldquo;That's the place to have fun!

-      I'll blow off a man's hat and make him chase it, and I'll flap some

-      washing off a line and let a dog get it, and&mdash;&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;And I 'll blow up a rain,&rdquo; interrupted East Wind, &ldquo;and turn an umbrella

-      wrong side out, and upset a signboard and a sailboat, and&mdash;&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;What child's play!&rdquo; said North Wind freezingly. &ldquo;You must come with me,

-      Bobbie. I'll show you a polar bear riding on an iceberg, and then we'll

-      blow the berg crashing down on an ocean liner, and&mdash;&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0028" id="linkimage-0028"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0052m.jpg" alt="0052m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0052.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      Bobbie began to be frightened. He didn't think he'd enjoy doing any such

-      thing. He was wishing he'd never come with the Winds when he heard a great

-      commotion behind him, and <i>their</i> father, old King Eolus himself,

-      came puffing up.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Here, you young scalawags,&rdquo; he shouted in a big voice, &ldquo;what's all this

-      nonsense? Where are you going? I know where you are going&mdash;you 're

-      going home, straight home.&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Sorry, sir,&rdquo; said West Wind impudently, &ldquo;but we told the fairy queen we'd

-      take her friend Bobbie to the Rainbow.&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0029" id="linkimage-0029"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0053m.jpg" alt="0053m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0053.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;I'll take him there myself,&rdquo; said the old king. &ldquo;That's just what I'm

-      here for.&rdquo; So the four Winds had to say good-by to Bobbie and go back

-      home; and Bobbie wasn't sorry to see them go, either.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;My messengers, the geese, told me yesterday that you were up here,&rdquo; said

-      the old king. &ldquo;I've been on the lookout for you ever since. I was afraid

-      you'd fall in with those rascals of mine. They 're good boys,&rdquo; he added,

-      not stopping to think he'd just called them rascals, &ldquo;good boys, but

-      young.&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Oh,&rdquo; said Bobbie.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      Then old King Eolus and Bobbie traveled on together until they came to a

-      great shimmering many-colored arch. At the foot of the arch stood the

-      Rainbow Dwarf beside the pot of gold, and piled around him were bags of

-      coins and jewels, chests of silver, and wonderful jars and horns of

-      precious metal. Their splendor dazzled one's eyes.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0030" id="linkimage-0030"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0055m.jpg" alt="0055m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0055.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;All hail!&rdquo; cried the dwarf.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Good day!&rdquo; cried King Eolus. &ldquo;No hail in this weather.&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      But the Rainbow Dwarf didn't seem to see that any joke was intended, and

-      was as solemn as an owl.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Did you see my daughters?&rdquo; he asked Bobbie, so suddenly poor Bobbie could

-      only gasp for a moment.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Did you see my daughters in Flower-land?&rdquo; he questioned again.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0031" id="linkimage-0031"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0056m.jpg" alt="0056m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0056.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Oh, the Rainbow Fairies,&rdquo; answered Bobbie. &ldquo;Yes; but why do they live in

-      Flowerland? Why don't they live here with you?&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Listen to me, son,&rdquo; answered the dwarf solemnly. &ldquo;Listen to me. My

-      daughters are the artists for all Fairyland. I taught them to paint here

-      in the Rainbow, and now they paint all the flowers and trees and green

-      things that grow. That's why they live in Flowerland. But they often come

-      to visit me, and of course they have to come back to the Rainbow to get

-      their paint.&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      Just then Bobbie heard the soft fluttering of wings, and looking up he saw

-      coming toward him the seven dainty Rainbow Fairies. With them was the

-      fairy queen seated on her golden butterfly and driving her brilliant

-      butterfly team. Bobbie was very glad to see the beautiful little fairies

-      again, and they all greeted him and the little dwarf affectionately.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0032" id="linkimage-0032"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0059m.jpg" alt="0059m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0059.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      But the fairies seemed in a great hurry. Each carried a long dandelion

-      stem with a fuzzy white head. One by one they went up to the rainbow,

-      dipped the dandelion brush in gleaming color, and, in a second, were off

-      again to Flowerland. The fairy queen told Bobbie of the new violets and

-      buttercups, nodding sunflowers, and fields of new grass waiting to be

-      painted by the Rainbow Fairies. Then she bade Bobbie good-by once more,

-      and waving her hand to the dwarf, mounted her shining steed and flew

-      swiftly away toward the golden sun.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      As Bobbie watched her, old King Eolus came puffing back from the chest of

-      silver he'd been examining. &ldquo;Time for me to be off again,&rdquo; he said. &ldquo;Old

-      Eolus can't stay in one place very long, you know. Come on, Bobbie, and

-      I'll start you on your way home!&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Here, here,&rdquo; cried the dwarf, &ldquo;before you go, help yourself to some of

-      this treasure. It's the prize for reaching the Rainbow's end, and you've

-      done it, Bobbie.&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      But again Bobbie could not reach through the bubble, and much as he hated

-      to leave the glittering coins and sparkling stones, there seemed no help

-      for it. He was just about to thank the dwarf for his kindness, however,

-      when the dwarf said, &ldquo;Next time you see the Raindrops, dig in your back

-      yard. They are my messengers, and I'll send the gold by them.&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      So Bobbie thanked the dwarf for his promise, and bade him good-by. Then

-      old King Eolus puffed out his cheeks and with a mighty breath sent the

-      bubble spinning. Faster and faster it sped through space, and what with

-      going so fast and thinking so hard about the gold the dwarf had promised

-      him, Bobbie never noticed what was happening around him until he heard a

-      hoarse voice shouting, &ldquo;Off the track! Off the track! Off the track!&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      Imagine how shocked he was to see coming toward him a most remarkable

-      person who was all head and no body&mdash;though at first glance the long

-      sandy beard that trailed out behind him took the place of a body. But,

-      indeed, he was no gentleman in any sense of the word. He had wicked

-      looking eyes, and as he shouted again he pointed with one of his great

-      ears.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0033" id="linkimage-0033"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0061m.jpg" alt="0061m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0061.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Off the track! Off the track! Off the track!&rdquo; he repeated at the top of

-      his voice.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      Now Bobbie could n't see any track, and of course he couldn't have got off

-      of his own accord if he had seen one. This curious person was coming like

-      a fire engine, too, and things certainly seemed in a bad way.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;He's just like those silly geese,&rdquo; thought Bobbie. &ldquo;Folks up here in the

-      sky are always telling other folks to get out of the way!&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      Now the air was filled with a terrible rushing sound and the curious

-      person was shouting away louder than ever. &ldquo;Clear the road, clear the road

-      there for the Comet Express!&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Whizaphats!&rdquo; thought Bobbie. &ldquo;Comet Express! Why, he <i>can't</i> stop&mdash;expresses

-      never stop&mdash;and I can't&mdash;and&mdash;I'll signal him!&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      He grabbed at his red tie and, pulling it off his neck, waved it round and

-      round his head. Too late&mdash;the Comet Expressman still dashed madly on.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Say,&rdquo; cried Bobbie, &ldquo;don't you see this signal? Danger! Danger, I tell

-      you! There'll be a collision!&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      Bobbie grew more and more excited as he watched the grinning head with the

-      long sandy beard rushing on and on. As it neared the Milky Way a flock of

-      goats scurried wildly across its path and a herd of cows kicked up their

-      heels and ran to the farthest corner of their pink pasture. And just then,

-      with a fearful swoop, the Comet Express bore down upon Bobbie and the

-      wonderful bubble.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      <br /><br />

-    </p>

-    <hr />

-    <p>

-      <a name="linkimage-0034" id="linkimage-0034"> </a>

-    </p>

-    <div class="fig" style="width:65%;">

-      <img src="images/0063m.jpg" alt="0063m " width="100%" /><br />

-    </div>

-    <h4>

-      <a href="images/0063.jpg"><i>Original Size</i></a>

-    </h4>

-    <p>

-      Whiz! Buzz! Boom! With a whirl and dash the rushing head came tearing

-      along, then&mdash;Zip! Spat!

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      The bubble was splashing in a burst of water and light. The Comet

-      Expressman looked back with an evil grin, and Bobbie went hurtling down&mdash;down&mdash;over

-      and over&mdash;down&mdash;down. There below him was the big, deep sea.

-      Down&mdash;down went Bobbie, and you may be sure he had no chance to think

-      of any way to stop himself. Sometimes his head was where his heels ought

-      to be, and sometimes he spun around like a top. And what was worse yet,

-      once in a while, as he whirled about, he caught sight of the Comet

-      Expressman, and that hideous head with the long sandy beard trailing out

-      behind would wiggle its ears and grin.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      My! but Bobbie would have given anything to get hold of that long trailing

-      sandy beard and give it a sharp tug or two.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      But just holding his breath gave Bobbie enough to do.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      Down&mdash;down&mdash;he fell&mdash;over and over&mdash;down and down. He

-      caught one more sight of the wiggling ears when&mdash;Splash!

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      But to his surprise Bobbie did n't stop. He kept on going down, down

-      through the soft green water. Away, 'way down he went, to the bottom of

-      the deep sea.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Well, anyway,&rdquo; thought he, &ldquo;I'm done with the Comet Expressman.&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      He could see nothing but water, and more water, and he certainly felt wet

-      clear through. Then, having reached the bottom, Bobbie had another

-      surprise. He began going up again as fast as he had gone down, and in a

-      moment found himself on the surface, being carried swiftly along by a

-      great foaming wave that was rushing toward the sandy shore, and&mdash;

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      Bump!

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      There sat Bobbie in his garden at home!

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      No wonder he was wet. The bubble bowl was upset and Fluff, the poodle, was

-      just disappearing behind the lilac bush. The soapy water made a nice,

-      cold, soaky puddle.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      A big, round, shining moon that made him think of the Comet Expressman

-      seemed to be looking down and laughing at him.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      The garden was very quiet. Looking around, Bobbie spied a little white

-      fuzzy head close beside him.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Fairy paint brush! Humph!&rdquo; thought Bobbie, and he reached over to pluck a

-      blade of grass. &ldquo;Why, I declare,&rdquo; he said, &ldquo;the little new shoot just

-      peeping out of the ground has almost no color at all. Think of all the

-      grass that's been painted right in our own yard! Those Rainbow Fairies

-      certainly have a good deal of work to do.&rdquo; As Bobbie stood up, Fluff came

-      bounding back. He leaped upon his little master as joyfully as though he

-      had n't seen him for days and weeks. For a minute Bobbie felt that he

-      really had been away on a long, long journey. Then he glanced down at the

-      soapy little puddle behind him.

-    </p>

-    <p>

-      &ldquo;Fluff, sir,&rdquo; he said with a frown, pretending to be very angry, &ldquo;look at

-      what you've done, and look at my clothes! But my whizaphats!&rdquo; he added,

-      seizing Fluff's paws. &ldquo;If that dream had been true your ocean would have

-      saved my life. If I'd landed on the <i>ground</i> when the Comet

-      Expressman hit me, no telling what <i>would</i> have happened!&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <p>

-      Just then the tea bell rang. &ldquo;Come on, Fluff,&rdquo; Bobbie cried, starting for

-      the house, &ldquo;come on. We can get a drink of milk here, even if it isn't the

-      Milky Way!&rdquo;

-     </p>

-    <div style="height: 6em;">

-      <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />

-    </div>

-

-

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-The Project Gutenberg EBook of Bobbie Bubbles, by 

-E. Hugh Sherwood and Maud Gridley Budlong

-

-This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with

-almost no restrictions whatsoever.  You may copy it, give it away or

-re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included

-with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org

-

-

-Title: Bobbie Bubbles

-

-Author: E. Hugh Sherwood and Maud Gridley Budlong

-

-Illustrator: E. Hugh Sherwood

-

-Release Date: March 7, 2014 [EBook #45070]

-

-Language: English

-

-Character set encoding: ASCII

-

-*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK BOBBIE BUBBLES ***

-

-

-

-

-Produced by David Widger from page images generously

-provided by The Internet Archive

-

-

-

-

-

-

-

-

-BOBBIE BUBBLES

-

-By E. Hugh Sherwood

-

-And

-

-By Maud Gridley Budlong

-

-Illustrated by E. Hugh Sherwood

-

-

-[Illustration: 0001]

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-[Illustration: 0005]

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-[Illustration: 0006]

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-[Illustration: 0009]

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-

-

-

-BOBBIE BUBBLES

-

-

-Bobbie Bubbles was the most wonderful bubble blower that ever lived.

-

-No, his father's name wasn't Bubbles, and bubble blowing wasn't

-the family trade. Maybe the Smiths got their name because their

-great-great-great-grandfather's grandfather was a blacksmith, and maybe

-the Johnsons got their name because once, ages ago, a man named John had

-a son; but Bobbie Bubbles didn't get his name secondhand from anybody.

-He got it himself, because he was a famous person. And this is how it

-happened.

-

-[Illustration: 8007]

-

-One day Bobbie and Betty and Billy were out in the garden blowing

-bubbles. They all blew bubbles, big ones and little ones, till evening

-came and it was almost time for tea. Then Billy said, "I can blow the

-biggest bubble anybody's blown to-day," and blew a bubble as big as an

-apple.

-

-"I can blow one bigger than that," said Betty, and blew a bubble as big

-as a toy balloon.

-

-"I'll blow a bigger one still," said Bobbie, and he blew and blew, and

-the bubble grew and grew--as big as a pumpkin, as big as the snowball

-they'd rolled in the yard at Christmas.

-

-Even then the wonderful bubble did not stop, but kept growing bigger

-and bigger. And still Bobbie blew and blew, and still the shining bubble

-grew and grew.

-

-Then, wonder of wonders! The great shimmering bubble, floating in the

-sunlit air and glowing with all the colors of the rainbow, suddenly

-reached out and took in Bobbie--pipe, arm, and all.

-

-Slowly the bubble rose with the surprised Bobbie and, light as

-thistledown, floated gently to and fro in the soft summer air just above

-the garden.

-

-[Illustration: 0012]

-

-"Dear me!" thought Bobbie, looking down through what seemed like walls

-of gleaming crystal. "Dear me! That's not our garden where Betty and

-Billy and I blew soap bubbles. No, that rainbow-colored place looks just

-like Fairyland in our story books. Really, now," thought he, "have we

-sailed over into Fairyland?"

-

-Then, just as he was wondering what would happen next, along came a puff

-of wind, and, whiff! away sailed the bubble with Bobbie in it.

-

-Over the trees they went, up toward the clouds. Bobbie looked down

-through the bubble and saw his house grow smaller and smaller. Soon the

-whole village was only a little dark speck.

-

-Honk! Honk! Honk!

-

-"Mercy!" thought Bobbie. "Have they automobiles up here?" He looked

-around at the smooth sides of his delicate airship, but there was no way

-to steer it that he could see. Honk! Honk! Honk!

-

-"I can't!" shouted Bobbie. "I'd get out of the way if I could, but--"

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-[Illustration: 0014]

-

-By this time he'd managed to wiggle around in the bubble so that he

-could see what was behind him. It was a flock of geese.

-

-"Honk! Honk!" cried the leader again. He seemed to be dashing straight

-toward the bubble.

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-[Illustration: 0015]

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-"I'd get out of the way if I could--" began Bobbie once more.

-

-"Certainly, certainly," the goose interrupted rudely, "but there's no

-occasion. Don't you think we've made this trip often enough not to run

-into things?"

-

-"But you honked," said Bobbie, as the goose flapped his great wing

-within a feather's breadth of the bubble.

-

-[Illustration: 0016]

-

-"Why have a danger signal if you don't use it?" answered the goose,

-craning his head back over his wing; and in a moment nearly the whole

-flock had skimmed past and were honking away again, though there was

-nothing in the sky that Bobbie could see.

-

-"What are they honking at now?" he cried to an old goose, straggling

-behind.

-

-"That rooster on the weather vane," said the goose. "It'd better look

-out. It's only two miles off." And he went honking on after the others.

-

-Up soared the bubble, and Bobbie soon saw that the clouds now formed

-themselves into a long, crooked roadway lined with little houses and

-barns and windmills. Tiny cows grazed on the fleecy pink clouds, like

-cows in a meadow of pink and white clover. And, strange to say, what had

-looked like stars were buttercups--golden buttercups.

-

-Soon Bobbie sailed up close to a funny little farmer who was milking a

-cow.

-

-"Please, sir," Bobbie called to him "will you tell me what country this

-is?"

-

-The little farmer turned around in such surprise that his stream of milk

-followed his glance, and came splashing against the side of the bubble.

-Bobbie held up his hands, for he was thirsty. But the bubble was like

-a big glass, with Bobbie on the inside and the milk on the outside--and

-not a drop came through.

-

-[Illustration: 0018]

-

-"Oh, whizaphats!" said Bobbie in disgust. "We don't put even goldfish

-in such a mean thing as this. At least we leave a hole in the top to put

-food in!"

-

-"Eh? What's that? I can't hear you," said the little farmer in a squeaky

-voice.

-

-"Oh!" said Bobbie. "Oh! I was asking you what country this is."

-

-"The Milky Way," answered the little farmer. "This is where we make

-cheese and butter for his Beaming Majesty the Moon. I'm Chief Cheese

-Server," he added proudly.

-

-Majesty! Was that jolly looking man in the moon, who'd winked at him so

-many times, a king? He didn't act very dignified.

-

-"Must be some relation to Old King Cole," thought Bobbie. But before he

-had time to ask about this, up jumped the little farmer in such haste

-he overturned his milking stool, which rolled down perilously near the

-bubble.

-

-[Illustration: 0020]

-

-"Time to serve his Majesty!" he cried, and dashed into the house for his

-court costume. A second later he appeared wearing a wig and goatee like

-Uncle Sam's and carrying a big cheese on a gold plate. Behind him came a

-pretty little milkmaid with a glass of buttermilk.

-

-"Follow us," the farmer called out to Bobbie, and the bubble bounced

-along after them.

-

-[Illustration: 0022]

-

-They didn't seem to have time to wait for Bobbie, and when he reached

-the door of the great hall he saw the moon beaming down on them as they

-stood before his throne. Bobbie wondered what he ought to do when he got

-in, but just then the bubble was caught up by the wind again, and sailed

-gently on.

-

-"Well, it's all very queer," said Bobbie. "Anyway, I found out that's

-all wrong about the moon's being green cheese."

-

-[Ill 9023]

-

-Now just about this time it chanced that the King of Mars picked up his

-powerful spyglass and began to scan the heavens for signs of possible

-war. He was a crusty old fellow, the King of Mars, and nothing delighted

-him so much as to stir up trouble. In fact, he was one of those people

-who to make things unpleasant, _half_ the time they don't mean to.

-Even in his own court, where he _always_ manage when at least wished to

-appear very nice to every one, his wife was always having to step on

-his toes--under his royal robes, of course--to remind him to be polite.

-She'd stepped on them so often, indeed, that he had to have one foot

-bound up in a bandage.

-

-[Illustration: 0024]

-

-Now when the king looked out, everything seemed very peaceful and

-uninteresting. There were the golden buttercups and the fleecy meadows

-of the Milky Way, and the calm blue sea of the sky--all quiet and

-everyday looking.

-

-But at length, as he looked at the sky, the king saw a little shining

-ball sailing up into the air. What could it be? A new planet, perhaps.

-He sent post haste for charts and maps, but not a thing could he find

-about any such fairylike world. He was about to declare himself the

-discoverer of a new heavenly body and to summon his army to conquer

-its people when another glance through his glasses showed him that this

-little globe had only one inhabitant, and that one a little boy!

-

-However, no telling but even this little boy might be a spy from some

-distant land and dangerous, so he summoned his soldiers and ordered them

-to capture the stranger.

-

-[Illustration: 0026]

-

-Away went the soldiers at double quick, and in a moment Bobbie was

-surrounded by hundreds of little winged men. They had large heads and

-queer faces; but fortunately, when they saw Bobbie and his frail little

-"world" they thought it a huge joke and quite forgot to look warlike.

-They seized the bubble, however, and soon Bobbie was hovering over a

-great building that reminded him of pictures of either the English House

-of Parliament or the New York Terminal, he couldn't remember which.

-Anyway, it was very large and very high.

-

-[Illustration: 0028]

-

-The king was greatly disappointed to see what a little world he'd found,

-but nevertheless, he commanded Bobbie to come forth and swear allegiance

-to him.

-

-[Illustration: 9027]

-

-Now Bobbie would have been very glad, indeed, to step out of the bubble

-if he could have gone home, but he didn't much like the looks of the

-King of Mars. Anyway, as you know, it was quite impossible for him to

-leave the bubble.

-

-"I can't get out, your Majesty," he said; "and besides, I'm not allowed

-to swear, so it wouldn't be any use to get out for that."

-

-"Indeed!" cried the king in a great rage. "Indeed! Haven't I conquered

-your whole world and brought you here prisoner?"

-

-"Why, no," answered Bobbie, frightened to see the king so very angry.

-"You haven't conquered my world at all. You don't think this little

-bubble is a world, do you? It's nothing but soap and water and air--a

-fairy balloon, my mother says--though why it's grown so big and sailed

-off with me like this, I'm sure I don't; know."

-

-"Oh, it's water, is it? Well, then, why don't you say flowing? Say

-flowing, not sailing. Water doesn't sail, it flows," cried the king.

-"Your language is something terrible. The whole thing's a case for the

-naval authorities. Admiral, scuttle this water balloon so the prisoner

-cannot flow away, and put the enemy under guard. But mind you don't

-wreck the water balloon. We'll use it as a model for our new fleet."

-Poor little Bobbie! He had stuck a pin in a soap bubble one day, and he

-remembered how suddenly it collapsed into a little spot of soapy water.

-If they scuttled his bubble now, how would he ever get home?

-

-The king's funny little special guard was rushing forward with his spear

-to pierce the bubble, and Bobbie was almost ready to cry, when he heard

-a tinkling voice, and looking up he saw the daintiest of little fairies

-standing before the king. Without a doubt she was queen of the fairies.

-Bobbie seemed to know her quite well, he had seen her picture often in

-his picture books at home.

-

-[Illustration: 0030]

-

-"Your Majesty," she was saying, "this little boy is no enemy of yours.

-His mother was quite right; what you thought was his world is indeed

-a fairy balloon, and though he didn't know it, he is on his way to

-Flowerland at the special wish of the fairies. Will you not let him go?"

-

-[Illustration: 0032]

-

-Now the King of Mars well knew the power of the fairies, and he usually

-listened to what they said; but it made him so angry to think he'd made

-such a mistake as to believe the fairy balloon a new world he shouted,

-"No! I'll not let him go! Put him under guard. Put 'em both under

-guard--put--" But before he could say another word, with a great buzzing

-and whirring, a whole host of fairy soldiers had fallen upon him. They

-stabbed the poor king right and left with their sharp little sabers and

-bayonets, so that he shrieked with pain and rage and--quite forgetting

-his bandaged foot--rushed down from his throne toward the door of

-the palace. Then the fairy soldiers fell upon the king's funny little

-admiral, and all the king's men, and drove them off helter skelter. The

-soldiers followed swiftly after them, and when they rushed past Bobbie,

-to his surprise he saw they were a swarm of bees!

-

-[Illustration: 0035]

-

-At the same time the bubble began to rise. As it floated through the

-window Bobbie could see the king and his men tearing madly round and

-round the palace yard. My! how angry they were, and how their arms and

-legs did smart where the soldiers had stabbed them!

-

-They stabbed the poor king right and left with their sharp little

-sabers and bayonets, so that he shrieked with pain and rage and--quite

-forgetting his bandaged foot--rushed down from his throne toward the

-door of the palace. Then the fairy soldiers fell upon the king's funny

-little admiral, and all the king's men, and drove them off helter

-skelter. The soldiers followed swiftly after them, and when they rushed

-past Bobbie, to his surprise he saw they were a swarm of bees!

-

-At the same time the bubble began to rise. As it floated through the

-window Bobbie could see the king and his men tearing madly round and

-round the palace yard. My! how angry they were, and how their arms and

-legs did smart where the soldiers had stabbed them!

-

-The fairy summoned her soldiers, and the next instant they were all

-sailing away.

-

-To Flowerland the wee fairy took Bobbie, and here were sights to gladden

-one's heart. As far as he could see, spread great beds of brilliant

-tulips and nodding columbine, towering flowers that Bobbie could not

-name, and delicate trailing vines. Bees and butterflies half hidden in

-the blossoms made fluttering bits of brightness. Beautiful dragon flies

-darted about, and Bobbie could hear the soft whir of the humming birds'

-wings, though all he could see of them was a gold-green flash as they

-darted from flower to flower. The air was sweet with perfume, and as

-Bobbie gazed about there suddenly burst through the blossoms a band of

-smiling fairies.

-

-[Illustration: 0037]

-

-There were seven of them, dressed in the seven colors of the rainbow,

-and as the dew-drops fell from the flowers upon their wings they

-sparkled like diamonds in the sunlight.

-

-[Illustration: 0039]

-

-Half flying, half dancing, they circled round Bobbie and his fairy and

-led them to a tiny bower overhung with vines. In the center stood a

-great toadstool that served as a table, and around it smaller toadstool

-chairs. Upon the table was spread a wondrous banquet. There was honey in

-dainty flower cups, and the most delicious-looking food that Bobbie had

-ever seen. Gay-winged butterflies with lily-pad trays and little butler

-bees in smart striped waistcoats hovered about to serve the banquet.

-

-As Bobbie and the queen approached the table, five other fairies came

-tripping into the bower. "These are my faithful helpers, Bobbie," said

-the queen, "my Right-hand Fairies. Thumb, how went the day?"

-

-"Most happily, your Majesty," answered a little fairy in a tight-fitting

-suit, and as he spoke he made a quick bow backwards, for all the world

-like a thumb straightening up stiffly.

-

-"And yours, Pointer?" asked the queen.

-

-[Ill 8040]

-

-"The same, your Majesty," answered the fairy next to Thumb, and as she

-spoke she made a most curious bow with her whole body bent over from the

-ankles, so that she looked like a finger pointing straight and stern.

-

-"And Middleman?" asked the fairy queen, addressing the tallest of the

-five.

-

-"Most excellently, your Majesty," replied Middleman. He was so tall and

-dignified he scarcely bowed at all.

-

-"Circlet next," said the queen, and the fourth little fairy made a

-correct bow from the waist, like a polite gentleman at a ball.

-

-"Delightfully, your Majesty," he said. "And how did your day go, Little

-One?" said the queen, turning to the smallest of the fairies.

-

-[Illustration: 8041]

-

-"It was a beautiful day, your Majesty," she replied, and made a little

-curly looking bow so that her hair touched the floor.

-

-"Ah, then," said the queen, "let us refresh ourselves."

-

-So they all gathered around the table and the bees and butterflies began

-to serve them--all but Bobbie; for the bubble was still as smooth as

-glass. He remembered how he had tried to get a drink in the Milky Way,

-and looked at the queen questioningly. She turned to him.

-

-"You cannot leave your fairy balloon, Bobbie," she said, "unless you

-will stay with us a hundred years. But you need only wish for whatever

-you would like to eat, and you will find it in your hand."

-

-[Illustration: 0043]

-

-So Bobbie wished for one delicious thing after another, and each tasted

-better than the last. As the sun went down, fireflies danced into the

-bower and lighted it with their tiny candles until the moon spread its

-soft white light over all the land.

-

-Then, the fairy banquet finished, the queen rose from the table. "Now

-for a frolic," she said to Bobbie, and as the Right-hand Fairies circled

-about them she led the way to where all the fairies of Flowerland were

-dancing on the green. Bobbie, of course, could not dance, shut up in the

-bubble, but Bobbie wished for one delicious thing after another he was

-so interested in watching the fairies' graceful, fantastic figures and

-mischievous pranks, he never thought of dancing himself; and when at

-cockcrow the fairies suddenly slipped out of sight in the flowers, he

-could scarcely believe it was day.

-

-[Illustration: 0044]

-

-Back to the bower floated the bubble, and Bobbie slept until the sun was

-high in the morning sky. Then the fairy queen called him, and he awoke

-to see the Rainbow Fairies just outside. They were seated on brilliant

-butterflies which were harnessed to a spiderweb net.

-

-"To-day you shall visit the Rainbow," said the queen.

-

-"And see the pot of gold?" asked Bobbie.

-

-"Yes," answered the fairy, "and all the countless treasures the Rainbow

-Dwarf guards there."

-

-[Ill 945]

-

-Then the Rainbow Fairies slipped down from the butterflies and threw the

-silken strands of the spiderweb net over the bubble.

-

-The fairy queen mounted her own golden butterfly, and away they flew.

-

-[Illustration: 0047]

-

-They hadn't gone very far when they met the four little Breezes

-frolicking in the air. They bobbed their heads up and down three times

-out of respect to the fairy queen, but all the time they were looking

-out of the corners of their eyes at Bobbie.

-

-"These are the Breezes, Bobbie," said the fairy, "the sons of the four

-Winds," and turning to them, she added, "But perhaps you know Bobbie?"

-

-Bobbie was sure he had never seen the Breezes before, but they seemed to

-know him.

-

-"Oh, can't he stay and play with us?" cried West Breeze. But at that

-moment a big dirigible came in sight, and the four little Breezes went

-scurrying away.

-

-[Illustration: 0051]

-

-In it were four strange looking persons. Bobbie thought they must be sky

-pirates until the fairy introduced them as the four Winds! He wondered

-how such dreadful looking fathers could have such nice little sons.

-

-"Bobbie has been my guest since yesterday, and we 're now on our way to

-the Rainbow," explained the fairy.

-

-"We are on our way to the Rainbow, too," said North Wind, and his breath

-was so chilly the butterfly steeds huddled together in fright.

-

-"Let us take Bobbie with us, your Majesty," said West Wind, and gave

-Bobbie a tremendous, friendly wink. "He ought to have a ride in our new

-dirigible--it's great!"

-

-Bobbie did wish he could have gone with the little Breezes instead of

-with their fathers, but he did n't like to offend West Wind, so he said,

-"I'd be glad to go with you, but I'd rather ride in my own balloon,

-please."

-

-"Very well," said the fairy. "That will be delightful, and I'll leave

-you. Have a good time!" and with that she waved good-by and flew back

-toward Flowerland with her butterfly team.

-

-[Illustration: 0049]

-

-The bubble floated alongside the dirigible, though the four Winds made

-such a gale with their constant talk and laughter the bubble certainly

-would have been blown to pieces if it had n't been a fairy balloon

-instead of an ordinary bubble. As they went along the brothers began

-planning what they would do to entertain Bobbie after they left the

-Rainbow.

-

-"We'll go down to Earth," said West Wind. "That's the place to have fun!

-I'll blow off a man's hat and make him chase it, and I'll flap some

-washing off a line and let a dog get it, and--"

-

-"And I 'll blow up a rain," interrupted East Wind, "and turn an umbrella

-wrong side out, and upset a signboard and a sailboat, and--"

-

-"What child's play!" said North Wind freezingly. "You must come with me,

-Bobbie. I'll show you a polar bear riding on an iceberg, and then we'll

-blow the berg crashing down on an ocean liner, and--"

-

-[Illustration: 0052]

-

-Bobbie began to be frightened. He didn't think he'd enjoy doing any such

-thing. He was wishing he'd never come with the Winds when he heard a

-great commotion behind him, and _their_ father, old King Eolus himself,

-came puffing up.

-

-"Here, you young scalawags," he shouted in a big voice, "what's all this

-nonsense? Where are you going? I know where you are going--you 're going

-home, straight home."

-

-"Sorry, sir," said West Wind impudently, "but we told the fairy queen

-we'd take her friend Bobbie to the Rainbow."

-

-[Illustration: 0053]

-

-"I'll take him there myself," said the old king. "That's just what I'm

-here for." So the four Winds had to say good-by to Bobbie and go back

-home; and Bobbie wasn't sorry to see them go, either.

-

-"My messengers, the geese, told me yesterday that you were up here,"

-said the old king. "I've been on the lookout for you ever since. I was

-afraid you'd fall in with those rascals of mine. They 're good boys," he

-added, not stopping to think he'd just called them rascals, "good boys,

-but young."

-

-"Oh," said Bobbie.

-

-Then old King Eolus and Bobbie traveled on together until they came to

-a great shimmering many-colored arch. At the foot of the arch stood the

-Rainbow Dwarf beside the pot of gold, and piled around him were bags

-of coins and jewels, chests of silver, and wonderful jars and horns of

-precious metal. Their splendor dazzled one's eyes.

-

-[Illustration: 0055]

-

-"All hail!" cried the dwarf.

-

-"Good day!" cried King Eolus. "No hail in this weather."

-

-But the Rainbow Dwarf didn't seem to see that any joke was intended, and

-was as solemn as an owl.

-

-"Did you see my daughters?" he asked Bobbie, so suddenly poor Bobbie

-could only gasp for a moment.

-

-"Did you see my daughters in Flower-land?" he questioned again.

-

-[Illustration: 0056]

-

-"Oh, the Rainbow Fairies," answered Bobbie. "Yes; but why do they live

-in Flowerland? Why don't they live here with you?"

-

-"Listen to me, son," answered the dwarf solemnly. "Listen to me. My

-daughters are the artists for all Fairyland. I taught them to paint here

-in the Rainbow, and now they paint all the flowers and trees and green

-things that grow. That's why they live in Flowerland. But they often

-come to visit me, and of course they have to come back to the Rainbow to

-get their paint."

-

-Just then Bobbie heard the soft fluttering of wings, and looking up he

-saw coming toward him the seven dainty Rainbow Fairies. With them was

-the fairy queen seated on her golden butterfly and driving her brilliant

-butterfly team. Bobbie was very glad to see the beautiful little fairies

-again, and they all greeted him and the little dwarf affectionately.

-

-[Illustration: 0059]

-

-But the fairies seemed in a great hurry. Each carried a long dandelion

-stem with a fuzzy white head. One by one they went up to the rainbow,

-dipped the dandelion brush in gleaming color, and, in a second, were off

-again to Flowerland. The fairy queen told Bobbie of the new violets and

-buttercups, nodding sunflowers, and fields of new grass waiting to be

-painted by the Rainbow Fairies. Then she bade Bobbie good-by once more,

-and waving her hand to the dwarf, mounted her shining steed and flew

-swiftly away toward the golden sun.

-

-As Bobbie watched her, old King Eolus came puffing back from the chest

-of silver he'd been examining. "Time for me to be off again," he said.

-"Old Eolus can't stay in one place very long, you know. Come on, Bobbie,

-and I'll start you on your way home!"

-

-"Here, here," cried the dwarf, "before you go, help yourself to some of

-this treasure. It's the prize for reaching the Rainbow's end, and you've

-done it, Bobbie."

-

-But again Bobbie could not reach through the bubble, and much as he

-hated to leave the glittering coins and sparkling stones, there seemed

-no help for it. He was just about to thank the dwarf for his kindness,

-however, when the dwarf said, "Next time you see the Raindrops, dig in

-your back yard. They are my messengers, and I'll send the gold by them."

-

-So Bobbie thanked the dwarf for his promise, and bade him good-by. Then

-old King Eolus puffed out his cheeks and with a mighty breath sent the

-bubble spinning. Faster and faster it sped through space, and what with

-going so fast and thinking so hard about the gold the dwarf had promised

-him, Bobbie never noticed what was happening around him until he heard a

-hoarse voice shouting, "Off the track! Off the track! Off the track!"

-

-Imagine how shocked he was to see coming toward him a most remarkable

-person who was all head and no body--though at first glance the long

-sandy beard that trailed out behind him took the place of a body. But,

-indeed, he was no gentleman in any sense of the word. He had wicked

-looking eyes, and as he shouted again he pointed with one of his great

-ears.

-

-[Illustration: 0061]

-

-"Off the track! Off the track! Off the track!" he repeated at the top of

-his voice.

-

-Now Bobbie could n't see any track, and of course he couldn't have got

-off of his own accord if he had seen one. This curious person was coming

-like a fire engine, too, and things certainly seemed in a bad way.

-

-"He's just like those silly geese," thought Bobbie. "Folks up here in

-the sky are always telling other folks to get out of the way!"

-

-Now the air was filled with a terrible rushing sound and the curious

-person was shouting away louder than ever. "Clear the road, clear the

-road there for the Comet Express!"

-

-"Whizaphats!" thought Bobbie. "Comet Express! Why, he _can't_

-stop--expresses never stop--and I can't--and--I'll signal him!"

-

-He grabbed at his red tie and, pulling it off his neck, waved it round

-and round his head. Too late--the Comet Expressman still dashed madly

-on.

-

-"Say," cried Bobbie, "don't you see this signal? Danger! Danger, I tell

-you! There'll be a collision!"

-

-Bobbie grew more and more excited as he watched the grinning head with

-the long sandy beard rushing on and on. As it neared the Milky Way a

-flock of goats scurried wildly across its path and a herd of cows kicked

-up their heels and ran to the farthest corner of their pink pasture. And

-just then, with a fearful swoop, the Comet Express bore down upon Bobbie

-and the wonderful bubble.

-

-[Illustration: 0063]

-

-Whiz! Buzz! Boom! With a whirl and dash the rushing head came tearing

-along, then--Zip! Spat!

-

-The bubble was splashing in a burst of water and light. The Comet

-Expressman looked back with an evil grin, and Bobbie went hurtling

-down--down--over and over--down--down. There below him was the big, deep

-sea. Down--down went Bobbie, and you may be sure he had no chance to

-think of any way to stop himself. Sometimes his head was where his heels

-ought to be, and sometimes he spun around like a top. And what was worse

-yet, once in a while, as he whirled about, he caught sight of the Comet

-Expressman, and that hideous head with the long sandy beard trailing out

-behind would wiggle its ears and grin.

-

-My! but Bobbie would have given anything to get hold of that long

-trailing sandy beard and give it a sharp tug or two.

-

-But just holding his breath gave Bobbie enough to do.

-

-Down--down--he fell--over and over--down and down. He caught one more

-sight of the wiggling ears when--Splash!

-

-But to his surprise Bobbie did n't stop. He kept on going down, down

-through the soft green water. Away, 'way down he went, to the bottom of

-the deep sea.

-

-"Well, anyway," thought he, "I'm done with the Comet Expressman."

-

-He could see nothing but water, and more water, and he certainly felt

-wet clear through. Then, having reached the bottom, Bobbie had another

-surprise. He began going up again as fast as he had gone down, and in

-a moment found himself on the surface, being carried swiftly along by a

-great foaming wave that was rushing toward the sandy shore, and--

-

-Bump!

-

-There sat Bobbie in his garden at home!

-

-No wonder he was wet. The bubble bowl was upset and Fluff, the poodle,

-was just disappearing behind the lilac bush. The soapy water made a

-nice, cold, soaky puddle.

-

-A big, round, shining moon that made him think of the Comet Expressman

-seemed to be looking down and laughing at him.

-

-The garden was very quiet. Looking around, Bobbie spied a little white

-fuzzy head close beside him.

-

-"Fairy paint brush! Humph!" thought Bobbie, and he reached over to pluck

-a blade of grass. "Why, I declare," he said, "the little new shoot just

-peeping out of the ground has almost no color at all. Think of all the

-grass that's been painted right in our own yard! Those Rainbow Fairies

-certainly have a good deal of work to do." As Bobbie stood up, Fluff

-came bounding back. He leaped upon his little master as joyfully as

-though he had n't seen him for days and weeks. For a minute Bobbie felt

-that he really had been away on a long, long journey. Then he glanced

-down at the soapy little puddle behind him.

-

-"Fluff, sir," he said with a frown, pretending to be very angry, "look

-at what you've done, and look at my clothes! But my whizaphats!" he

-added, seizing Fluff's paws. "If that dream had been true your ocean

-would have saved my life. If I'd landed on the _ground_ when the Comet

-Expressman hit me, no telling what _would_ have happened!"

-

-Just then the tea bell rang. "Come on, Fluff," Bobbie cried, starting

-for the house, "come on. We can get a drink of milk here, even if it

-isn't the Milky Way!"

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