The Lynden tribune. [volume] (Lynden, Wash.) 1908-current, 1915-07-29

.0e you know that you have kept an
audience Of 500 people waiting for
ten minutssf"
and delighted audience. Then the chill
dren sang feebly:
"Chuldrun Of the Tabul Round,
Lit-tul knights and ladies We.
Let our voy-siz all resound
Faith and hope and charitee!"
The Child King Arthur rose. extend
Cd his scepter with the decisive gesture
Of a semaphOre and spake:
Each littul knight and lady born
Has noble deeds to perform
In thee child world Of shivullree,
No matter how small his share may Be.
Let each advance and tell in turn
What claim has each to knighthood earn"
The Child Sir Mordred. the villain Of
this piece. rose In his place at the Table
Round and piped the only lines ever
written by Mrs. Lora Rewbush which
Penrod Schodeld could have pronounc-
ed without ioathins. George Bassett.
. really angelic boy. had been select
ed for the role of Mordred- His per-
feet conduct had earned for him the
sardonic sobriquet "The Little Gentle
nan" among his boy acquaintance
NATURALLY he had no friends.) Hence
the other boys supposed that he had
been selected for the wicked Mordred
as q reward Of virtue. He detained
serenely:
..I hight Sir Mordred the Child, and I teach
Lessons of selfshest evil. and reach
H. u. lAaa ind
And ruthless IL Mordred and unrefned."
The Child Mordred was properly re-
buked and denied the accolade, though
like the others. he seemed to have as
sumed the title already. He made q
plotter's exit, whereupon Maurice Levy
rose, bowed, announced that he hight
ed the Child Sir Galahad and contin-
ued with perfect sang froid:
~ am the purest of the pure.
have but kindest thoughts each day.
I give my riches to the poor
And follow In the Masters way"
This elected tokens Of approval from
the Child King Arthur, and he babe
Maurice 'stand forth" and come near
the throne, a command obeyed with
the easy grace of conscious merit.
II was Penrod's turn. He stepped
back from his chair, the table between
him and the audience, and began In
high, breathless monotone:
Il hight Sir Lancelot du Lake. the Child.
Gentul-heartod meek and mild.
What though I'm but a littul child,
Gentul-heartod. meek and mild.
do my share. though. but-though
but
Penrod paused and gulped- The
voice OF Mrs. LOra Rewbush was heard
from the wings, prompting irritably,
and the Child Sir Lancelot repeated:
II do my share. though. but-though but
Q tot
I pray you knight Sir Lancelotr'
This also met the royal favor, and
Penrod was hidden to Join Sir Gala
had at the throne. As he crossed the
stage Mrs. Schofeld whispered to Mar
garet:
THAT boy! He's unpinned his man
tie and fixed It to cover his whole cos
tune. After we worked so hard to
make 1t becoming"
Newer mind. He'll have to take the
cape of In q minute" returned Marga-
ret She leaned forward suddenly.
narrowing her eyes to see the better.
what Is that thing hanging about his
left ankleY' she whispered uneasily.
"How queer! He must have got tan
gied in something"
.Wherer asked Mrs. Schoneld In
alarm
-Hh left foot 1t makes him STUN
BILE. Don't you sect 1t looks-it looks
ike an elephants foot!
The Child Sir Lancelot and the
Child Sir Galahad clasped hands be-
fore their child king. Penrod was con-
scious Of a great uplift; In a moment
he would have to throw aside his man
lie. but aYan- n - M RrQt1ctA and