"I haven't noticed any effect yet," she said, as she took out a vanity
box, and surreptitiously used her chamois, leaving a more brilliant tint
on her face.

"It takes time," went on Russ, half-seriously. "You will awaken in the
morning, crying for a rattle."

Thus they made merry near the well, with its queer square stones built
into pillars to hold up the roof.

"Poor Ponce de Leon," sighed Ruth. "How disappointed he must have been
when he found out that his life was slipping away in spite of the
Fountain of Youth. I wonder if he really believed he had found it?"

"He couldn't have--when he came to die," remarked Russ, practically.

"But it is a pretty story," Ruth said, softly. "Poor Ponce de Leon!"

"The Indians told him this was the fountain," said Paul, who had been
reading history. "Near this fountain was found a large coquina cross.
The cross was located by the discovery of a silver casque, which
contained documents telling of the matter, and one seems to fix the date
of the first visit of Ponce de Leon to Florida. That was in 1513,
according to the documents found in the casque.

"Am I boring you?" he asked quickly, for he thought the two former
vaudeville actresses looked as though they wanted to talk of something
else besides dry historical facts.