'Arms and the man I sing' it began, and then something about haughty Juno.

Its voice was soothing, and riding on the camel was not unlike being rocked in a very bumpety cradle.

The children were securely seated in things like padded panniers, and they had had an exciting day.

As the sun set, which it did quite soon, the parrot called out to the nearest dog, 'I say, Max, they're asleep.' [Illustration: On the top of a very large and wobbly camel.] 'I don't wonder,' said Max.

'But it's all right.