forests were thick and dark, sometimes like a beautiful garden, gay

with sunshine and flowers; then he passed great palaces of glass and

of marble, and on the balconies stood princesses, whose faces were

those of little girls whom Hjalmar knew well, and had often played

with. One of them held out her hand, in which was a heart made of

sugar, more beautiful than any confectioner ever sold. As Hjalmar

sailed by, he caught hold of one side of the sugar heart, and held

it fast, and the princess held fast also, so that it broke in two