New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1915-01-10

Some Of the other child knights were also keep
ing their nantes close about them. few Of
the envied opulent swung brilliant fabrics from
their shoulders airily, showing off hired splendors
from a professional costumer's stock, while one or
two were insulting examples of parental indul-
pence, particularly little Maurice Levy, the Child
Sir Gaahad This shrinking person went clamor-
ously about, making it known everywhere that the
best tailor in town had been dazzled by great
sum into constructing his costume. It consisted OF
blue velvet knickerbockers white satin waistcoat
and a beautifully cut little swalowtailed coat with
nearl buttons The medieval and artistic triumph
was completed by mantle Of yellow velvet, and
little white boots, sporting yellow tassels.
All this radiance paused in brilliant career
and addressed the Child Sir Lsncelot, gathering an
Immediately formed semi-circular audience Of lit
lie girls Woman was ever the trailer OF magnih-
cence
what you got ?" inquired Mr.. Levy after
dispensing information What you got on under
that ole golf cape?'
Penrod looked upon him coldly. At other times
his auestioner would have approached him with
Difference even with apprehension. But to-day the
Child Sir Galahad WIS somewhat intoxicated with
the power of his own beauty.
What you got on ?" he repeated
h.,
assumed at great cost TO his nervous system"
The elate Maurice inspired to set up as
wit. Then you're nakid!" she shouted exult-
antlv. "Penrod Schofeld says he hasn't got moth
I'M on under that old golf cape! He's nakid! He's
rakd!"
The indicate little girls gigged delghtedly
and a jsvelin pierced the nwards Of Penrod when
he saw that the Child Elaine, amber-curled and
beautiful Marjorie Jones, lifted golden laughter
20 the horrid jest.
Other boys and girls came hocking TO the up
roar Hes nakid he's nakid!" shrieked the
Child Sir Galahad. "Penrod Schofeld's nakid.
Hes n-a-a-a-kd,'
"Husb. hush" said Mrs Lora Rewbush, pushing
her way into the group. Remember, we are al
little knights and ladies to-day. Little knights
and ladies of the Table Round would not make so
much noise. Now, children, we must begin 20 take
our places on the stage. Is everybody here
Penrod made his escape under cover OF this d.
version; he slid behind Mrs Lora Rewbush' and
being near a door, opened it unnoticed and weni
out quickly. closing il behind him. lie iouha
himself in a narrow and vacant hallway "hich
Ted 10 a door marked "Janitors Room
Burning with outrage. heartsick al the sweet.
cold.blooded laughter OF Marjorie Jones, Penrod
rested MS elbows upon a windowsill and speeu-
lated upon the effects OF leap from the second
story One OF the reasons he gave u up was ms
desire to live on Maurice Levy's account; ALREADY
he was forming educational plans for the ChHa
Sir Galahad.
A stout man in blue oyeralls passed through
the hallway muttering 20 himself petulantly. j
reckon they'll find that hall hot enough now
he said. conveying 20 Penrod an impression that
some too feminine woman had sent him upon an
unreasonable errand 20 the furnace. He went
into the janitors room, and emerging moment
later minus the oyerals passed Penrod again with
a bass rumble -"Dern EN-" it seemed he said
and made gloomy exit by the door a; the upper
end OF the hallway.
The eonglomerate and delicate rustic Of large,
mannerly audience was heard as the janitor
opened and closed the door and stage fright
seized the boy The orchestra began an overture.