She was the envy of the whole seminary when it came.

The young ladies fared very delicately. Their one article of diet was
peaches and cream. It was thought to improve their complexions. Once
in a while, they went out to drive by moonlight; they were afraid
of sunburn by day, and they wore white gauze veils, even in the
moonlight, and they all had embroidered afghans of their own
handiwork.

They used to sit around a large table over which hung a chandelier of
the electric light, to work, and some young lady either played "Home,
sweet Home, and variations," or else "The Maiden's Prayer," on the
piano for their entertainment.

It seemed as if Drusilla ought to have been happy in a place like
this; but although she was diligent and dutiful, she grieved all the
time for her father.

Meantime, the King was keeping up an energetic search for the
gold-horned cow. Every stable and pasture in the Kingdom was searched,
spies were posted everywhere, but the King could not find her. She had
disappeared as completely as if she had vanished altogether from the
face of the earth. It at last began to be whispered about that there
never had been any gold-horned cow, but that the whole had been a
clever trick of Drusilla's, that she might become a Princess. An
envious schoolmate, who had been very desirous of becoming Princess
and marrying the Prince of Egypt herself, started the report; and it
soon spread over the whole Kingdom. The King heard it and began to
believe it; for he could not see why he failed to find the cow. It
always exasperated the King dreadfully to fail in anything, and he