It was quite exciting; for with every movement of William's victorious footsteps, the course of his progress had to be carefully studied out on a printed map, and then the towns and villages which marked his way noted on the clay map, and their places betokened by wooden pins.

Daisy suggested that these pins should have sealing-wax heads of different colours to distinguish the cities, the villages, and the forts from each other.

Making these, interrupted doubtless the march of the Conqueror and of history, but in the end much increased Daisy's satisfaction, and if the truth be told, Preston's too.
"There,--now you can see at a glance where the castles are; don't their red heads look pretty! And, O Preston! we ought to have some way of marking the battle-fields; don't you think so ?" "The map of England will be nothing but marks then, by and by," said Preston.
"Will it?
But it would be very curious.

Preston, just give me a little piece of that pink blotting paper from the library table; it is in the portfolio there.

Now I can put a little square bit of this on every battle-field, and pressing it a little, it will stick, I think.
There!--there is Hastings.