. King Time; or The mystical land of the hours, a fantasy . ow, said anotherimp. * Of course, said the little boy, Id like to hear agood, old-fashioned song - - the kind they sang in 1775 - if there is nothing about spanking or George Wash-ington in it ? Who said anything about spanking George Wash-ington ? called a bold, little imp, stepping forward, ina very indignant and independent manner, to where thelittle boy stood. This imp wore a hat covered withcherry blossoms, and carried a hatchet inhis belt. I didnt! said the little boy. You did, said the indignant imp. And he was never spanked !
. King Time; or The mystical land of the hours, a fantasy . ow, said anotherimp. * Of course, said the little boy, Id like to hear agood, old-fashioned song - - the kind they sang in 1775 - if there is nothing about spanking or George Wash-ington in it ? Who said anything about spanking George Wash-ington ? called a bold, little imp, stepping forward, ina very indignant and independent manner, to where thelittle boy stood. This imp wore a hat covered withcherry blossoms, and carried a hatchet inhis belt. I didnt! said the little boy. You did, said the indignant imp. And he was never spanked ! Never inhis life! I heard his father refuse tospank him when he chopped down thecherry tree and — Put him out! called a voice. Hes a bore and a nuisance ! cried another. Throw him out! Hes at it again ! He oughtnever to have been allowed in here ! And with this the little imp who had seen GeorgeWashington chop down the cherry tree was picked upby a half a dozen members of the old-fashioned club,and thrown out of the window, to the utter astonishment 137. KING TIME of the little boy, and to the perfect delight of the Con-tinental Imp, who now continued, I cannot try to sing them now, Those songs of long ago,For, oh, I know I should break down,And cruel tears would flow ! I am very sorry I asked you to sing, said the littleboy. I really am ! I had no idea - I could not do them justice now, For each of them belongsTo olden days, and then besides - What ? said the host. Besides - - besides - sang the weeping Imp. Besides what ? asked the little boy. For each of them belongsTo olden days, and then besides — Yes ? What ? / havent got the songs ! ! I cannot, cannot sing them now,Those songs so true and good;138 KING TIME I simply cant, but anyhow,I wouldnt if I could I I Well, what was the need of all that fuss, then ? said the host. There was more or less indignation onthe part of the other hours as well, who felt that theContinental Imp had been playing a trick on them, butsoon
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