The last dragon

CHAPTER I

THE MEADOW AND THE WOODLOT

The meadow and the adjoining woodlot were just right for valiant knights and fair ladies that springy Saturday afternoon. The meadow, soft and green and open, was right for the pavilion where the jousting match could take place,--the big beech tree at the far, sun-rising end made such a delightful canopy over the king’s judgment throne--and...