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"OENEATH the clear light
of a full moon, King
-* ^ Arthur and his knights, with the lady and the
child in their midst, rode into the beautiful old town
of Camelot. They clattered through the narrow streets,
where the stone fronts of the houses, leaning toward
each other, were so carved with dragons, and griffins,
and curious monsters, mingled with cherubs, and saints,
and strange dim devices, that it seemed as if the very
walls were alive and moving. From the balconied windows
looked ladies and children, and the streets were
full of knights and men-at-arms; the most of them