The Enchanted Island

g of water and his bag of biscuits walked slowly up the shore to a shady place and

beautiful brown dove. The dove flew this way and that, squeaking piteously, and at last fluttered to the ground at Daimur's feet,

t the brown dove, which was lying quite

ld revive it," and he poured out a little in his

e opened its eyes, and t

life, and I cannot tell you how grateful I am. The reason

e water, "I have some biscuits which you shall share," and so saying he procee

take your last morsel, for this is the last pure food and f

f it while I feel that another creature is more in need of it tha

apparently much stronger, an

e said, "and te

ul brown dove with a go

nd of Shells, one of those which surround this Island of Despair, and you, I am

sland of Sunne, and my wicked uncle has sent me here

something like tha

elf, I am enchanted. I was brought here with my wife the Queen and one little daughter, the Princess Maya, who is now seventeen y

fruits. There was also a well of clear water in the middle of the island, all neatly stoned around, which was fed by a sm

upid. I could not get enough sleep. The Queen was the same, and as for the Princess, when she was not eating fruit she was sleeping. We thought it must be the sea air, but on the third da

king down I saw that I too was sitting on the branch, and that I was a brown dove, and I knew immediately that this was the

. And to make it more horrible I discovered that the longer they stayed and the more fruit they ate the more stupid they

nger of losing our minds. I have gone about imploring the others on the island to be careful, in hope of our being at some future time able t

a shiver, for he did not in the least

asked after a pause. "I have been to

ing in the path to the shore I think he must go back and forth a great deal from this island to some of the others. We know that he has a house on the hill on t

is cottage with the door blown in, and when he put his hand in his bosom, there safe and sound was

putting on the specta

h a sad, pale face. He was clad in a rich suit of brown velvet, and wore a gold crown o

by his uncle, and that his uncle intended to have the Magician construct some ta

, or King Cyril, as h

see and to know all things, and I must ask you to swear that you will tell no one I have them, for the Evil Mag

d uncle, and will not be back until to-morrow night, so come, let us walk

not even the Queen, for fear he should be overheard, and then they set forth on t