Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-11-18
At this the girl screamed and drew back
DO you really mean it,?

DO you really mean it?'
|, "Of course"
poor thing" sobbed the Executioner. 1T
would be simply awful Please change your
mind. as you always have DONE
Il won't" said the kinglet, sternly: You
you executed next.''
The girl hesitated Then she took the
sword in both hands, shut her eyes and
struck downward with all her might The
cred into several pieces.
Hes wood, your majesty" said the Elk
cutioner. II simply can't cut his head on
Get meat cleaver!" cried the kingiet.
do you suppose I'll allow Wart-on-the-
Nose to live when he hasn't any wart on
his nose? Get the cleaver instantly"
So the girl Drought big meat cleaver.
and, lifting 1t high in the air, struck the
Indians neck as hard as she could.
The cleaver stuck fast in the wood, but 1t
didn't cut far enough to do much harm to
the victim. Indeed, Wart-on-the-Nose even
laughed and then he said:
There's knot in that neck-a good oak
knot. You couldn't chop my head off in a
thousand years.
Pull out that cleaver." he commanded.
The girl tried to obey, but the cleaver
stuck fast. Then the Failings tried, one
after another, but 1t wouldn't bulge.
Never mind. leave it there, said the
Indian rolling over and then getting upon
his feet. 1T won't bother me in the least
In fact, it will make a curious ornament"
Look here, Sir John Dough-" said the
kinglet, turning to the gingerbread man;
what am I going to do? I've said the In
dian must die because he has no wart on
his nose. And find 1 can't kill him. Now;
you must either tell me how to get out OF
this scrape or I'll cut your head of! And
it won't be as hard to cut gingerbread as
1t is wood, / promise you
This speech rather frightened John. for he
knew he was in great danger. But after
thinking a moment he replled:
why, it seems to me very easy to get out
of the difficulty, your majesty The Indians
only offense is that he has no wart on his
nose"
But that is great offense" cried the
kinglet
said John, land then all will be WE'LL
The kinglet looked at him In astonish-
ment.
Can that be done?'' he asked.
Certainly. your majesty. It ~. Is only
necessary to carve away some OF the wood
OF his nose and leave wart.
"I'Tl do it," shouted the kinglet. in great
delight. And he at once sent for the Royal
Carpenter and had the man whittle the In
plainly on the very end.
"Good!' cried the king.
Good" echoed the Indian. proudly. Now
none of those miserable Failings dare say
my name Is not suitable!
I'm very sorry about that cleaver,' re-
marked the kinglet You'll have to carry
it around wherever you go.
That's all right. I'll add to my name and
call myself Wart-on-the-N Nose and Cieaver-
in-the-Neck That will be fine Indian
name and no one can prove it Is not cor
rect"
Saying this. the wooden Indian bowed to
the kinglet gave a furious war-whoop and
staiked stiff1y from the room.
Bring on the next prisonerr' shouted the
kinglet, and both Chick and John gave a
gasp of surprise as fmar was brought into
the ROOM The inventor of the flying ma
chine, however, did not seem the least bit
frightened, and bowed calmly before the
throne.
whats the charge against this MANI"
inquired the kinglet.
'iHe's accused of being successful in
yentor" said one of the guards. The other