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                               ADVENTURES
                                   IN
                              Shadow-Land.


                               CONTAINING

                    Eva's Adventures in Shadow-Land.
                           By MARY D. NAUMAN.

                                  AND

                    The Merman and The Figure-Head.
                         By CLARA F. GUERNSEY.


                          TWO VOLUMES IN ONE.

                         _WITH ILLUSTRATIONS._


                              PHILADELPHIA
                         J. B. LIPPINCOTT & CO.
                                 1874.


       Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1873, by
                        J. B. LIPPINCOTT & CO.,
       In the office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington.

                          Lippincott's Press,
                             Philadelphia.




                            EVA'S ADVENTURES
                                   IN
                              SHADOW-LAND.


                                   TO
                               MY FRIEND
                                 E. W.




                               CONTENTS.


                               CHAPTER I.
                                                                    PAGE
  What Eva saw in the Pond                                             9

                               CHAPTER II.
  Eva's First Adventure                                               15

                               CHAPTER III.
  The Gift of the Fountain                                            23

                               CHAPTER IV.
  The First Moonrise                                                  30

                                CHAPTER V.
  What Aster was                                                      36

                               CHAPTER VI.
  The Beginning of the Search                                         45

                               CHAPTER VII.
  Aster's Misfortunes                                                 52

                              CHAPTER VIII.
  What Aster did                                                      63

                               CHAPTER IX.
  The Door in the Wall                                                73

                                CHAPTER X.
  The Valley of Rest                                                  80

                               CHAPTER XI.
  The Magic Boat                                                      92

                               CHAPTER XII.
  Down the Brook                                                     104

                              CHAPTER XIII.
  The Enchanted River                                                119

                               CHAPTER XIV.
  The Green Frog                                                     130

                               CHAPTER XV.
  In the Grotto                                                      145

                               CHAPTER XVI.
  Aster's Story                                                      151

                              CHAPTER XVII.
  The Last of Shadow-Land                                            162




                            EVA'S ADVENTURES
                            IN SHADOW-LAND.




                               CHAPTER I.
                      _WHAT EVA SAW IN THE POND._


She had been reading fairy-tales, after her lessons were done, all the
morning; and now that dinner was over, her father gone to his office,
the baby asleep, and her mother sitting quietly sewing in the cool
parlor, Eva thought that she would go down across the field to the old
mill-pond; and sit in the grass, and make a fairy-tale for herself.

There was nothing that Eva liked better than to go and sit in the tall
grass; grass so tall that when the child, in her white dress, looped on
her plump white shoulders with blue ribbons, her bright golden curls
brushed back from her fair brow, and her blue eyes sparkling, sat down
in it, you could not see her until you were near her, and then it was
just as if you had found a picture of a little girl in a frame, or
rather a nest of soft, green grass.

All through this tall, wavy grass, down to the very edge of the pond,
grew many flowers,--violets, and buttercups, and dandelions, like little
golden suns. And as Eva sat there in the grass, she filled her lap with
the purple and yellow flowers; and all around her the bees buzzed as
though they wished to light upon the flowers in her lap; on which, at
last,--so quietly did she sit,--two black-and-golden butterflies
alighted; while a great brown beetle, with long black feelers, climbed
up a tall grass-stalk in front of her, which, bending slightly under his
weight, swung to and fro in the gentle breeze which barely stirred Eva's
golden curls; and the field-crickets chirped, and even a snail put his
horns out of his shell to look at the little girl, sitting so quietly in
the grass among the flowers, for Eva was gentle, and neither bee, nor
butterfly, beetle, cricket, or snail were afraid of her. And this is
what Eva called making a fairy-tale for herself.

But sitting so quietly and watching the insects, and hearing their low
hum around her, at last made Eva feel drowsy; and she would have gone to
sleep, as she often did, if all of a sudden there had not sounded, just
at her feet, so that it startled her, a loud

Croak! croak!

But it frightened the two butterflies; for away they went, floating off
on their black-and-golden wings; and the brown beetle was in so much of
a hurry to run away that he tumbled off the grass-stalk on which he had
been swinging, and as soon as he could regain his legs, crept, as fast
as they could carry him, under a friendly mullein-leaf which grew near,
and hid himself; and the crickets were silent; and the bees all flew
away to their hive; and the snail drew himself and his horns into his
house, so that he looked like nothing in the world but a shell; for when
beetles