being a Queen?"

"Grander, perhaps," sighed the corn-cob doll, "but a great deal more
of a nuisance. However--"

Just then the pop of a toy cannon interrupted the Queen's speech. They
had driven back almost to the palace, and could see a crowd of common
dolls of all kinds and sizes gathering on the green in front of the
gilded gates. At the same moment a troop of soldiers, headed by the
little tin captain, came running from the direction of the town
evidently with the intention of putting a stop to the disturbance.

"The revolution," said the Queen calmly, "just as I expected. Now I am
afraid I shall have to send you out of town."

"But why?" Rudolf began in his arguing voice. "We don't _want_ to go.
We want to stay and fight on your side, and I'm sure we'd be very
useful! Why I'd just as lief command your army as not, and--"

"Thank you very much," said the Corn-cob Queen, "but what would
Captain Jinks say to that? He is in command, you know. And if he
_should_ fail me, why the Commander-in-Chief will soon be back from
capturing the cat pirates."

"Who is this fellow you call the Commander-in-Chief, anyway?" Rudolf
interrupted crossly.

The Queen looked him straight in the eye. "I hope," she said, "that
you may all be allowed to see him some day, if you are good. He is a
_great_ soldier. He never sulks, and always obeys without asking