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Through the Fire.
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of the strange country through which they passed.

At last they came in sight of a large city, with tall spires and bridges, and a little way out of it stood a palace made of red-hot iron, and glistening with precious stones.

“That’s the King’s palace,” said the fire-man; “and as it’s the thing most worth seeing in the whole place, we'd better go there first.”

“Shall I see the Princess ?” asked Jack, eagerly.

“Most likely she'll be in the garden, and then you can see her as much as you like.”

They stopped in front of the garden gate, and the fire-fairy, pushing it open, told Jack he could go in, but he must not make a noise. It was the queerest palace and garden. Jack now saw that what he had at first supposed to be precious stones was nothing but different-coloured fire, spouting out all over the palace. There was blue fire, and red fire, and green fire, and yellow fire, shining against the palace walls just like jewels.

At first Jack thought that the garden was full of beautiful flowers, but when he drew near to them he saw that they were only fireworks in

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