The Birmingham age-herald., 1914-08-16
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CASTLES IN SPAIN

to make sure he was still there. A blue sky of surpassing beauty spread itself above the lowly cigar box-no, above the castle, for that Is what 1t had now become. And around il on all sides were rolling fields. fresh and verdant and sweet-smelllng in the warm sunshine.
 Up the long roadway that wound around to the entrance to the castle came a troop of laughing boys and girls, all of them dressed in the gayest i of colors and bearing garlands of flowers. And they were singing lilt- ing rollicking song, the refrain Of which seemed to be--'Castles in Spain, Castles in Spainl Oh the beautiful castles in Spainr
 At the head of the procession ripped the daintest little maid Robert had ever seen. Light as a fairy, she danced along shaking her beautiful curls and snapping her little fingers. like castanets, with every step. Sud denly she espied Robert standing open-mouthed by the great doorway to the castle.
 oh, oh' she cried, stopping her dancing. Look at that nice little boy, Come, come little boy and play with us. Come dance with me and then we will play tea-party deep in the wood-we have milk and honey and and-I like you. nice little boy"
 Pouff, Pouff
 A huge cloud of smoke had sud- denly shot up and cnveloped tho castle and the dainty little girl and everything And. too, just as Robert was stretching out his hand to the pretty little maid,
 Then, an instant later the cloud of smoke vanished and Robert found himself back again beside his car penter's bench in the store room with his head pillowed on his arm. He had fallen asleep at his work, And there. beside him, was the unfinished. ugly ] house he had tried to fashion out Of a clgar-box. And he heard his Papa's voice; and Papa was laughing at him.
 Goodness, Robert he was saying. what's all this about castles in Spain? I Where did you ever hear about them? NV put you~are pre-co-cious youngster'
 Please, Papa, answered Robert. rubbing his eyes, I've just had one and
 And Papa laughed again. T sup pose SO, Robert he said All of us have our castles in Spain--and dare say they are about as real. with most of us, as the one you just vis- iied--in your sleepl You've been dreaming, lad.'
 Suddenly Robert sat straight up on his stool and elapped his hands. oh. Papa he cried. now l know what grown-ups mean when they talk about castles in Spain. Its just--just a castle that they dream about or imagine, isn't iti'
 Yes son., said Papa. with a sad little smile. Only it doesn't have to be castle, you know. It may be anything you've thought about and wished. wished oh so hard. that you had. Generally they all go ap in smoke and.
 Why Papa, interrupted Robert that's just the way mine did Went right up in cloud of black smuNe--- pouff! just like thatl
 And then Robert told his father about the wonderful castle that had sprung from the cigar box and about , tic dainty iittle maid dancing along the roadway. And Papa smiled and patted him on the head as he Helped him down from the stool.
 . Come into dinner Roberf.' ho said There's fat. Juicy drum-sticiS of a chicken for you nnd--and ice cream for desert--and neither of them are castles in Spain you may be sure,'"