Fairer than the dreams of angels, O Hadji, is the City Sometime in the
Land of Yettocome. Of such radiant splendors, such dazzling brilliancy,
such transcending glory there are yet no words fashioned to tell. It is
a city, in the form and manner of its building, of exquisite loveliness,
of fairy grace, of towering grandeur. It is a city in the beauty and
richness of its color, all emerald, rose, and purple, all ruby, crimson
and gold.

As the twin princes of Allthetime rode slowly through the wide jeweled
gate and along the noble streets and stately avenues, they exclaimed
aloud with delight and wonder at the enchanting beauty of the scene.
More than they had heard at home was true. The poorest of the buildings
in Sometime far exceeded in splendor the richest of the palaces in
Daybyday; while before the palaces of Sometime, Really-Is and Seemsto-Be
stood speechless and amazed. They were fairly drunken with the flashing,
flaming, blazing, blinding glory of the sight.

The people of Sometime, too, were exceeding fair and very charming in
their manner, and they welcomed the princes from Daybyday with a joyous
welcome, answering their questions gladly and escorting them to the
palace of their king. For you must know, O Hadji, that the City
Sometime, too, is a Royal City, the home of Lookingahead, who rules over
the Land of Yettocome. And King Lookingahead received his noble visitors
with gladness and had great pleasure, he said, in presenting them to his
two daughters, the princesses of Yettocome, Fancy and Imagination, who
were fairer than any women the princes of Daybyday had ever seen, even
in the loveliest of their dreams.

For a long happy, happy time Really-Is and Seemsto-Be remained in the