Saturday news. (Watertown, S.D.) 19??-19??, 1915-07-15

10 Ms sisfer stockinss, f6Rf ne failed
to- perceive there were othera present
Ia much OF his own unnamed condis
don. Retiring to a i Immediate
~ upon his entrance. be managed to-
unfastens the mantle atthe shoulders
and, drawing It round him, pinned It
again at hts throat so that ii concealed
the rest Of his costume. This permit
ted a temporary relief. but increased
his horror of the moment when, In
pursuance OF the action of the .spag
cant. the sheltering garment must be
cast aside.
Some of the other child knights
were also keeping their nantes close
about them. A few Of the enyied opu-
lent swung brilliant fabrics from their
shoulders, airily showing of hired
splendors from q professional costum-
er's stock, while n or two were In
sulting examples OF parental indul-
gence, particularly little Maurice Levy,
the Child Sir Galahad. This shrinking
person went clamorously about, maxi
ing it known everywhere that the best
tsllor In town had been dazzled by a
great sum into constructing his cos
tune. It consisted Of blue velvet
knickerbockers, a white satin waist
coat and a beautifully cut little swal-
low tailed coat with pearl buttons.
The medieval and artistic triumph,
was completed by q mantle Of yellow
velvet and little white boots sporting
gold tassels.
All this radiance paused In a bril-
liant career and addressed the Child
Sir Lnncelot, gathering an Immediate
" formed semicircular audience Of lit
tie girls. Woman was ever the trailer
of magnificence.
What you got on? inquired MI.
Levy after dispensing information.
What you got on under that ole golf
cape2"
Penrod looked upon him coldly. AT.
other times his questioner would have
approached him with difference, even
with apprehension. But today the
Child Sir Galahad was somewhat In
toxicated with the power Of his own
beauty.
What you got on?. he repeated.
nOh, nothin',a said Penrod, with nm
Indifference assumed at great cost to
his nervous system.
The elata Maurice was inspired to,
set up as a wit. Then you're nakfdg'
he shouted exultantly. "Penrod Soho
field says he hasn't got nothin on I'm
der that ole golf cape! He's nakidl
He's nakidI,
The audience Of little girls giggled IT.
ritatingly, and q javelin pierced the
inwards OF Penrod when he saw that
the Child Elaine, amber curled and
beautiful Marjorie Jones, lifted golden.
laughter to the horrid Jest.
Other boys and girls came focking
to the uproar. Hes nakid, he's ma
kidp, shrieked the Child Sir Galahad.
"Penrod Schofeld's nakid! He's na-a-a-
kidg'
flush, hush!" said Mrs. Lora Rev
bush, pushing her way into the group.
Remember, we are all little knights
and ladies today, Little knights and
ladies' OF the Table Round would not
make SO much noise. Now, children,
we must begin to take our places on
the stage. Is everybody here3s +
Penrod made his escape under cover
of this diversion, He slid behind Mrs.
Lora Rewbusb and, being near a door,
opened IT unnoticed and went ont
quickly, closing 1t behind him. He
found himself in a narrow and vacant
hallway which led to q door marked
"Janitor's Room
Burning with outrage, heartssek al
the sweet, cold bEpoded laughter oi
Marjorie JoTrees, Penrod rested hts el
bows apon a window sill and E.,,scu
ssated upon the effects st d leap from
the second story. One Of the reason,
he gave 1t up was his desire to live OF
Maurice Levys account; already h,
was forming educational plans for thu
Child Sir Ga1ahad,
A stout man In blue overalls passed
through the hallway, muttering to him
self petulantly. = reckon they'll fni
that hall hot enough nowi' he said
conveying to Penrod an impression
that some too feminine women hal
sent him upon an unreasonable errant
to the furnace. He went into the JAM
tors Don and, emerging a momenf
later minus the overaIls, passed Penroi
again with q bass rumble-Dern emf
1t seemed he said-and made a gloom,
exit by the door Mt the upper end o,
the hallway.
The conglomerate and delicate rustl,
of a large. mannerly audience wal
heard as the janitor opened and CLOSED
the door, and stage fright seized th,
boy. The orchestra began an overture
and at that Penrod, trembling violent
". tiptoed down the hall into the jan
itor's room. 1t was a ~cul-de-sac; Their,
was no outlet a y by the way he ha,
!, come.
Despairingly he DOTTED his mantle an,
looked down upon himself for a las
I s~ickening assurance that the stocking
were as obviously and disgracefulI,
) Margarets as they had seemed In th
mirror at home. For a moment he wa
encouraged; perhaps he was no wors