The_Complete_Chronicles_of_Narnia_(volumes_1-7,_in_order_of_publication)

In Narnia the Beasts lived in great peace and joy and neither the Witch nor any other
enemy came to trouble that pleasant land for many hundred years. King Frank and Queen
Helen and their children lived happily in Narnia and their second son became King of
Archenland. The boys married nymphs and the girls married woodgods and river-gods.
The lamp-post which the Witch had planted (without knowing it) shone day and night in
the Narnian forest, so that the place where it grew came to be called Lantern Waste; and
when, many years later, another child from our world got into Narnia, on a snowy night,
she found the light still burning. And that adventure was, in a way, connected with the
ones I have just been telling you.
It was like this. The tree which sprang from the Apple that Digory planted in the back
garden, lived and grew into a fine tree. Growing in the soil of our world, far out of the
sound of Aslan's voice and far from the young air of Narnia, it did not bear apples that
would revive a dying woman as Digory's Mother had been revived, though it did bear
apples more beautiful than any others in England, and they were extremely good for you,
though not fully magical. But inside itself, in the very sap of it, the tree (so to speak)
never forgot that other tree in Narnia to which it belonged. Sometimes it would move
mysteriously when there was no wind blowing: I think that when this happened there
were high winds in Narnia and the English tree quivered because, at that moment, the
Narnia tree was rocking and swaying in a strong south-western gale. However, that might
be, it was proved later that there was still magic in its wood. For when Digory was quite
middle-aged (and he was a famous learned man, a Professor, and a great traveller by that
time) and the Ketterleys' old house belonged to him, there was a great storm all over the
south of England which blew the tree down. He couldn't bear to have it simply chopped
up for firewood, so he had part of the timber made into a wardrobe, which he put in his
big house in the country. And though he himself did not discover the magic properties of
that wardrobe, someone else did. That was the beginning of all the comings and goings
between Narnia and our world, which you can read of in other books.
When Digory and his people went to live in the big country house, they took Uncle
Andrew to live with them; for Digory's Father said, "We must try to keep the old fellow
out of mischief, and it isn't fair that poor Letty should have him always on her hands."
Uncle Andrew never tried any Magic again as long as he lived. He had learned his lesson,
and in his old age he became a nicer and less selfish old man than he had ever been
before. But he always liked to get visitors alone in the billiard-room and tell them stories
about a mysterious lady, a foreign royalty, with whom he had driven about London. "A
devilish temper she had," he would say. "But she was a dem fine woman, sir, a dem fine
woman."