"That is charming!" said Brighteyes. "Dear little Winds, how sweetly you sing! and how strange that we have never heard you before."
"Look!" cried Nibble. "What is that, that shines so over yonder? is it a sail?"
Yes, it was a sail, and as we came nearer we saw a stately ship, sailing slowly along. All her crew seemed to be asleep, except one man, who was pacing up and down the deck.
He looked up as we passed, and cried "Hi! albatrosses! how queerly they are flying! wake up, shipmate, and look at those birds!"
But before any of the sailors were awake, we were flying far away, while the Winds and the Waves sang together:
"Wake the ship!
And shake the ship!
And over the sea we will take the ship!
Filled with oranges, candy, and toys,
Some for the girls and some for the boys."
"Oh! is it really?" asked Nibble. "I wish I had some! this flying makes one hungry."
But here now was the land again. We bade farewell to the merry Waves, and flew along over the sleeping country. The lights of a great city lay before us.
"Let us fly lower," said Brighteyes, "and then we can peep into some of the windows and see the people asleep."