The Brandon news. (Brandon, Miss.) 1892-1961, 1902-12-25
The Two
Pendra gcns
BY TUDOR JENNS.


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81 am very glad to hear it, replied
the old magician, 'for l am becoming
older every day, and the fountain q.
youth has run dry. When you grow UP
you will find that a long board--espe
cially after it is Whites one CT the
most valuable parts of magician'a
stock in trade"
"But, father" the young magician
went on, as the other turned away and |
opened large book Of charms, 81 wish |
you would listen to me for a minute. |
only spoke of my mustache because
well, because feesthat I might go out
into the world and do something for |
myself"
The old ma gician only shifted.
The young magician talked little
while longer, but his father wouldn't
even pay any attention, and went on
reading the big book as quietly as if |
there was no one else around. Seeing |
this the young magician suddenly |
turned on his heel and left the room,
muttering angrily to himself and Slam
ming the door so violently that the
old magician started and dropped his
spectacles.
Goodness mellow noisy children
are!" said the old gentleman. Then
without rising from his chair, he
stretched out his hand and took his |
magic wand from the corner of the |
table before him. He waved the wand |
in a circle and then tapped it seven
times on the floor.
A Whit of blue smoke curled from |
Japanese Jar that stood on a shelf near
by, and formed itself into tiny fig
ure in japanese costume.
Puff" said the magician, "my son,
Pendragon, Jr., has just left the room |
in a rage, slamming the door in most |
unpleasant manner. | think he means |
to run away from home. VIII you be |
kind enough to make yourself invis-
ible and go after him? Let me know
what he is doing. Don't stop him, but
report to ne all he does"
eyes, master" Puff answered, and
disappeared.
The old magician went on with his
reading for short time, and then was
interrupted by the smell of rerfumed
smoke.
"Ah, Puff" he said, raising his
head, "are you back alreadya'
Eyes, master" was the answer,
though nothing was visible in the
room. master Pendragon has taken
your second-best wand"
"But it was in the secret cupboard"
sHe opened it." ~
"How?"
"He just opened it." said Puff.
"Ah, the boy does know something"
| said the old magician, uneasily.
eyes, master" Puff answered; "and
| then he went to his own room, packed
| a knapsack, returned, went to the
| courtyard, changed the house-dog into
flying griffin"
every clever" the old man inter-
rupted.
"And flew southwest" Puff con-
cirded,
every good. Get back into your
Jar"
Then the old magician rose. took his
wand again from the table, changed
/! himself into dragon fly, and flew
| through the window.
,, Meanwhile Pendrason, Ir., was on
his way to Wales. where he meart to
try his fortune as a magician on his
own account. The griffin flew at the
rate of SO miles an hour, and before
long had descended upon the top OF
Mount Snowdop, where Pendragon
Jr, alighted, and drawing from his
r<napsack a sandwich and a cold flask
| of ma gic lemonade, refreshed himself
after his journey.
AS he rested there large dragon
fy came and lit upon flower stalk
near him, waving its wings up and
down as naturally as possible
When Pendragon. Jr., had finished
his lunch he rose and descended the
mountain, using the second-best magic
wand as . walkingstick. The dragon
fly fitted along In the same direction
not coming too pear ppt nfyer losing
sight IF the young map.
AS the young magician came to the
foot of the mountain he turned into a |
thick grove of trees, and then pro
ceeded to tear great iags and tatters in
his clothing. He then took off his
shoes and rubbed them with rough
stones and clay until they were ap-
parent1y worn and stained by long
travel. HIS clothes likewise were pow
dered and soiled aHtil lie looked like
a youth who had been begging his way
from door to door.
The drag-fy, who had been watching
all this from under broad leaf, re- |
marked to itself, in tiny voice: "This |
is very surprising, indeed!"
Having made himself look like a
besgar lad, Pendragon, Jr., came from
the grove into the valley below, and
soon after entered a little village, and
stopped at the door of poor cottage
tIlatched with straw. He knocked at
the door, and gentle voice from within
cried: Pull the string, raise the latch,
and come in!"
Pendragon, Jr., entered, and the door |
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