Our young folks [serial] . get up secret societiescalled the Noble Order of P. P. (which meant private poisoners), whose soleobject was secretly to put an end to Prince Pucker, and have a little peacein the palace. At last the king advised sending for Dr. Spanxter again,much to the queens horror; however, the king kissed her every time shebegan to say anything about it, and that is a good way to stop anybodysmouth, it is so impolite to object when one kisses you ; and so Dr. Spanxtercame clattering up the great staircase once more, and found the queen byPrince Puckers bedside, looking even mor
Our young folks [serial] . get up secret societiescalled the Noble Order of P. P. (which meant private poisoners), whose soleobject was secretly to put an end to Prince Pucker, and have a little peacein the palace. At last the king advised sending for Dr. Spanxter again,much to the queens horror; however, the king kissed her every time shebegan to say anything about it, and that is a good way to stop anybodysmouth, it is so impolite to object when one kisses you ; and so Dr. Spanxtercame clattering up the great staircase once more, and found the queen byPrince Puckers bedside, looking even more interesting than before, and theprince screaming still louder. Hem ! grunted the doctor, putting hishands in his pockets, and glaring frightfully at the queen over his Have you spanked him ? O yes, yes ! cried the queen, sobbing, and wringing her hands. Theking himself did it. What with ? sputtered the doctor. The queen rose from her chair, andr sailing gracefully to a bureau of 1872.] Doctor Spanxter. 593. sandal-wood and silver, opened the top drawer, and, extracting therefromthe royal shingle, laid it in Dr. Spanxters extended hand. Donner und blitzen ! what nonsense ! growled the doctor, like an angrybear. Another moment and the despised thing was sent spinning throughthe open window, and from one of those great coat-pockets the man hauleda real shingle split from a mighty chestnut-tree, tough and rough enough,and pierced with many a hole. With one hand he clutched Prince Puckerby the collar of his nightgown, whirled him out of bed, and applied theinstrument of discipline with such force and dexterity that the royal boywrithed, kicked, and roared again ; his shrieks echoed through the galleriesand saloons of the palace till all the maids of honor clapped their handsfor joy, and the gentlemen of the king whistled waltzes like a thousandhappy canary-birds, while the king rushed to the scene just as the spankingwas well over. There! said Dr. Sparxter, depositin
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