him down to die, with no hope of rescue and no desire for life, anyway, if he could not live it with his dear and beautiful wife.
Now it happened that the very next day was that on which the six friends had agreed to meet by the little round pond with the six streams running into it. And true to their promise, the other five gathered together and there awaited the coming of the Prince's son. The day passed slowly by and he did not appear, and then they noticed that the tree which he had planted was drooping and withering.
"Our friend is in danger or trouble," said the Doctor's son. "Let us lose no time in searching for him; even now we may be too late to save him." The others were alarmed at the ill omen and were eager to start at once, but the Magician's son detained them.
"One moment!" said he. "By my magic art I can learn exactly where our friend is, and then we can go straight to him." Bidding the others sit down and
