“Who can show me where to find the Pole Star?” then asked Uncle Bill.
Instantly many voices replied to this question.
“Paul, now’s your chance to point out the four constellations you boasted about when that last tassel was cut from your badge,” teased Uncle Bill.
“I will,” returned Paul. “The Pole Star’s in the Little Bear, and there’s the Dipper, or Big Bear. Way over in the west is Arcturus—I know him by the big star, see? Then, that one up there in the northeast is Cassiopaeia—it looks just like a ‘W.’ That makes four!”
“Good for you! Now, who else can name any?” said Uncle Bill.
“I can!” cried Elizabeth. “Directly over our heads you will find Vega, in Lyra. And—oh, Paul, you forgot to mention Orion in your’s!”
“Ha, ha! That’s one on you, Elizabeth, because you can’t see Orion until early morning up here,” laughed Fred.
“Why there are the Pleiades and Orion is near them,” argued Elizabeth.
“But those aren’t the Pleiades, although I’ll admit it looks like them,” protested her brother. “That’s Job’s Coffin.”
“Well, I never! I’ve always said they were the Pleiades even though I thought they appeared a bit strange to me,” said the surprised girl.