record, and part of the parachute, too--spirited
them away," said Una, with
fanciful relish, having not quite grown
beyond the fairy-tale age, herself.

"If that's so, girlie," said the mountain
landlady--alas! for Andrew True-penny,
alias Campbell, now came the
evil chance over which he sulked--"if
that's so, and you could only find the
mountain wishing-stone, stand on it and
wish three times--wish har-rd--maybe,
the good fairies would give you back what
you're looking for!"

"Where--where is it--the wishing-stone
"The little fixed star in Una's
eye was never so bright--a twinkling
star of portent. "The wishing stone on
Greylock! Oh! I never knew there was one."

"Havers, woman! Dinna ye ken that
ye hae a tongue to hold?" muttered the
grizzled chauffeur, in a stern aside.

But the motherly New Englander--who,
with her old husband, could not for
a moment be suspected of the theft--
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