But the Queen of Flowers seemed to be a mystery to every one, and the managers knew not how to reach her. They made many inquiries, and it became generally known that she was desired for the procession.
Late in the afternoon the managers received a brief note, purporting to be from the Flower Queen, assuring them that she would be on hand to take part in the evening parade.
The flower barge was put in repair, and piled high with the most gorgeous and dainty flowers, and, surmounting all, was a throne of flowers.
Before the time for starting the mysterious masked queen and her attendants in white appeared.
When the procession passed along the streets the queen was recognized everywhere, and the throngs cheered her loudly.
But, out of the thousands, hundreds were heard to say:
"Where is the strange youth who saved her from the mad steer? He should be on the same barge."
Frank's heart leaped as he saw the mysterious girl in the procession.
"There she is!" was his thought. "How can I follow her? How can I trace her and find out who she is?"
As the barge came nearer, he forced his way to the very edge of the crowd that lined the street, without having decided what he would do, but hoping she would see and recognize him.