"But you're taking me up," observed the aged T., slily.
"Quite so," returned his guide—who if, per impossibile, he ever could be old, would be "the aged P.,"—and then giving another tug at his companion's forelock, he cried, "On we goes again! We'll be invisible for awhile, and I'll show you our 'ARRY in the clouds. You remember IXION in Heaven, or as 'ARRY would call him, IXION in 'Eaven. Now see 'ARRY dreamin' o' Goddesses. Here we go Up! Up! Up!"
And what happened is told by 'ARRY in the following letter.
| "PHYLLIS IS MY ONLY JOY." | QUEEN OF SONG. | THE JERSEY LILY. |