. King Time; or The mystical land of the hours, a fantasy . they are jiffies. The King will enter presently. Scarcely had he said the words when the principal jiffy shouted in a shrill voice, His Imperial Highness, the Monarch of Monarchs ! All hail! cried the hours, and there was another little pause, after which the head jiffy pulled aside a curtain and said, in an impressive voice, His August Majesty, Father Time! and scarcely had he uttered the last word when a little,wizened, old gentleman, wearing a long, white beardand a white robe, and carrying a magnificent goldenscythe, toddled into
. King Time; or The mystical land of the hours, a fantasy . they are jiffies. The King will enter presently. Scarcely had he said the words when the principal jiffy shouted in a shrill voice, His Imperial Highness, the Monarch of Monarchs ! All hail! cried the hours, and there was another little pause, after which the head jiffy pulled aside a curtain and said, in an impressive voice, His August Majesty, Father Time! and scarcely had he uttered the last word when a little,wizened, old gentleman, wearing a long, white beardand a white robe, and carrying a magnificent goldenscythe, toddled into the room with a quick, short step, 182 KING TIME smiling pleasantly through his deep wrinkles to rightand left, and ascended the throne with the agility of aboy. He had a funny twinkle in his eye, had old FatherTime, as if he enjoyed playing jokes on people, andseeing them confused and perturbed. He had a firmmouth, also, had old Father Time, as if he were not in thehabit of changing his mind, and were accustomed todemanding his rights and having his own
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