live in your city, where all is life and activity; and where the houses are so well built with all the latest improvements. In the summer, we will come to my city, where every thing is old, and shady, and serene." This they did, and were very happy.
The Gryphoness would have been glad to go and live with the Princess, for she had taken a great fancy to her; but she did not think it worth her while to ask permission to do this.
"My impulses, I know, are good," she said; "but my appearance is against me."
As for the Water Sprite, she was in a truly disconsolate mood, because she had left so soon the Land of the Lovely Lakes, where she had been so happy. The more she thought about it, the more she grieved; and one morning, unable to bear her sorrow longer, she sprang into the great jet of the fountain. High into the bright air the fountain threw her, scattering her into a thousand drops of glittering water; but not one drop fell back into the basin. The great, warm sun drew them up; and, in a little white cloud, floated away across the bright blue sky.
