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Updated: May 13, 2025
Prince Tasmir bounded up the steps, turned the big handle and dashed into the hall with Prince Redmond and Daimur close at his heels. They met with no opposition from the servants, who appeared to be as sleepy as the guards, and immediately began a search for the poor old King. Upstairs and down they went and even into the dungeons, but could find no trace of him.
"I was horribly disappointed with my brother, and taking all the money I had in the world, I bought a good ship, which I manned with fifty of the best sailors in the kingdom, and started out to look for Tasmir. "We had gone only a short distance out to sea when a terrific storm arose.
"Is it dry enough yet?" he called softly to Tasmir. "No, not yet," came the faint answer from the tree, "but it is drying fast." Daimur sat down on the ground to wait, and Prince Redmond perched in a neighboring tree, so excited at the prospect of seeing his dearly loved brother alive that he could hardly keep his hold on the branch.
He turned his head at the sound of voices, and at the sight of his sons arose with a cry of joy, and came slowly forward leaning on his cane. Tasmir and Redmond wept with happiness as they kissed him, and turning to the fairy asked what they might do to show their gratitude.
After a while they heard a faint cracking noise like the breaking of glass, and Daimur immediately jumped to his feet. "Can I not help you?" he called softly. "Yes," answered Tasmir, "you must cut the bark. I am so weak I will not be able to break that. Cut a slit in it right up the tree." This Daimur did, slitting it for above five feet up from the root.
They left the palace and walked over the lawn and past the Royal gardens, and finally crossed a rustic bridge over a pretty stream which wound in and out through the grounds. "Where does that river flow?" asked Daimur, stopping suddenly. He had on his cap. "Oh, that," said Tasmir, "is the Laurel River. It flows right through the kingdom, down to the sea on the other side of the island."
He had come to a clear space in the depths of the wood, and being rather tired, he leaned against a large tree, and looking up at the sky through the branches said aloud to himself: "I wonder where Tasmir is?" "I am here," said a faint voice immediately back of him. Quite startled, Daimur turned sharply around and looked behind him. There was no one in sight.
Here Daimur again dug a hole under the wall and all passed through safely, Tasmir remaining behind for a moment to fill up the gap again with sand. They went forward very quietly until they came to the steps of the Magician's castle. "Wait here," said Daimur, "while the Princess and I go inside and find the tablets."
He looked into the branches of the tree against which he was leaning, thinking it might have been the voice of a dove, but there was nothing to be seen. But he noticed that the leaves of the tree were dropping, and what was still more strange on that island, it was a laurel tree, and not a fruit tree. "Tasmir," he murmured in a low tone, "where are you?"
In five minutes the Princess was back carrying a ring in her mouth. Prince Tasmir gave a cry of joy as he opened it and found his precious seed safe inside. "I was afraid that perhaps the water had leaked in and sprouted it," he said, as they all crowded around to see, "but thank goodness it is perfectly sound," and he slipped it on his finger.
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