about the place. Every one was wrapped in a deep sleep.

Siegfried made his way to the room of the enchanted princess. Ah!
there she lay, still and beautiful, with no knowledge of what was
going on around her.

The young knight knelt by her side. Leaning over her, he pressed a
kiss upon her forehead. She moved slightly; then, opening her blue
eyes, she smiled sweetly upon her deliverer.

At the same moment every one else in the palace woke up and went on
with whatever had been interrupted when sleep overcame them.

Siegfried remained for six months with the fair Brunhild and her
court. Every day was given up to music and feasting, games and
songs. Time passed like a beautiful dream. No one knows how long
the young knight might have enjoyed this happy life if Odin had not
sent two birds. Thought and Memory, to remind him there were other
things for him yet to do.

He did not stop to bid Brunhild farewell, but leaped upon his horse's
back and rode away in search of new adventures.

"Dear me, children," exclaimed their father, looking at the clock,
"it is long past the time you should be in your soft, warm beds."

"Papa, do you know what day to-morrow is?" whispered Bertha, as she
kissed him good night.

"My darling child's birthday. It is ten years to-morrow since your