Then the light began to fade until the globe looked like a ball of milk.
Again the Magician waved his hand above it and a picture began to show itself upon its surface, like when you develop a photograph plate in a dark room.
First the trees, and then a little hut and snow, lots and lots of snow, and then a man with a shovel and a pick on his shoulder, and then a woman and they were roughly dressed.
And the man in the picture began to pick the ground, and the woman took the shovel, and they worked and worked. Presently, the man stooped down and picked up what seemed to be a stone, and he showed it eagerly to the woman and she trembled with excitement and the stone glowed.
"It must be gold," said Jackie Tar.
"They're gold miners."
"But who are they?"
"I've got it!" cried Kernel Cob. "They're Jackie and Peggs' motheranfather," and he danced with joy.
But in his excitement he made a great mistake, for in hopping about he bumped into the crystal ball, and knocked it from the little table on which it stood.
The Magician rushed to save the globe from falling, but he was too late.