surrounded it. A dozen or more steamer chairs stood in line, strewn with
rugs, pillows and paper-backed novels. Coils of rope, lanterns, life-
preservers, and other paraphernalia added to the realism of the scene,
and at one side a carefully constructed window opened into the steward's
cabin. The steward himself, white-duck-suited and white-capped, was
prepared to serve light refreshments exactly after the fashion of a
correct yachting party.

When the guests began to arrive and were dressed in various costumes,
each representing some type or phase of water pleasures, the scene took
on a gay and festive air.

Patty's kelpie costume was a great success, and the girl never looked
prettier than as she stood receiving her guests in the pretty green silk
gown, trailing with seaweed and shimmering with silver dust. Her curly
golden hair was wreathed with soft green water-grasses, and her rosy
cheeks and dancing eyes made her look like a mischievous water sprite.

Nan's own costume was that of a fish-wife, and though very different
from Patty's, it had all the picturesqueness of the quaint costume of
the Breton fisher-folk. A basket slung over her shoulder held realistic-
looking fishes, and Nan looked quite as if she might have stepped out of
the frame of a picture in the French Academy.

Mr. Fairfield, not without some difficulty, had been induced to
represent Neptune. False flowing white hair and beard, a shining crown
and trident, and a voluminous sea-green robe made him a gorgeous sight.

The three stood near the North Pole to receive their guests, and
formality was almost lost sight of in the hilarity caused by the