The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1922-12-31


and there was the entire female
population of the rectory fever
ishly attending upon Robert while
he ate. Six females, intensely and
as If their lives depended upon it,
occupied with one male. Three
girls-Anna about sixteen, Flora
fourteen, Hilda twelve-and three
grown women, all exhaustingly oc-
cupied in pushing out of the house
one heavy and obstinate male, aged
about tenl Rosalie used to stand
and watch entranced. How wonder
full he was: Where did he go to
when at last he was pushed off?
What happened to him? What did
he do?
There he Is, eating; there they
are, nlinistering. Enhancing and
mysterious spectaclel
Robert, very solid and heavy
and very heated and agitated,
would be seated at the table SHOW
ing porridge into himself against
the clock. One of his legs, un-
naturally f1exed backward and out
ward, is the possession of Rosalie's
mother who is on her knees mend
other leg, similarly contorted, Is on
the lap of Ellen the cook, who with
very violent tugs, as II she were
lashing a box, is lacing boot on
to 1t. Behind Robert is Anna, who
is pressing his head down with one
hand and washing the back of his
neck with the other. In front of
him across the table Is Hilda, star
ing before her with beHlused eyes
and moving lips and rapidly count
ing on drumming fingers. t-ilda
is doing sums for him. Beside him
on his right side, apparently en-
gagged in throttling him, is Gey-
trude the maid. Gertrude the maid
is trying to tear off him o grimed
collar and put on him a clean
collar. Facing Gertrude on his
other side is Flora. Flora is bawl-
ing history in his ear.
Everybody is working for Rob-
ert; everybody is working at top
speed for him, and everybody Is
loudly soliciting his attention.
"Oh, do give over wriggling,
Master Roberts" 1.-THE boot-fast-
Simon de Montford, Hubert
de Burgh, and Peter de Roche
Well, say it then, you dreadful
little idiot" (The history cram
mer.)
"Oh, Master Robert, do please
keep up" THE collar fastener.)
Keep down, will your (The
neck washer.)
"Four skies are twenty-four
and six you carried thirty" (The
arithmeticisn.)
Robert, you must turn your
foot further round!" (The stock
ing darner.)
The barons were now in
censed. The barons were now
incensed. The barons were now
incensed.' Say it, you CHASTITY lit
tie stupidP'
DO they make you do these By
fractions or by decinlals?
Well, what do you know, them"
Enhancing spectacle,
Now the discovery is by every
body simultaneously made and
simultaneously announced that
Robert is already later in starting
than he has ever been (he always
WASH and Immediately Rosalie
would become witness Of the last
and most violent skirInish in this
devoted attendance. Everybody
rushes around hunting for things
and pushing them on to Robert
and pushing Robert, festooned
with them, towards the door.
Where was his cap? Where was
his satchel? Where was his lunch?
Where were his books? Who had
seen his atlas? Who had seen his
pencil box? Who had seen his
gymnasium belt? Was his bicycle
ready? Was his coat on his bicycle?
Was that button on his coat?
With these Riarums at theiR
height and the excursions at
tendant on them at their busiest,
another splendid male would enter
the room and Immediately there
was, as Rosalis always saw, a
tTansfeTence of attendance to him
and a violent alteration between
him and the first splendid male.
iAAS ALC" cPiS1ldta tAlAAS IL hOSdlaC .
other brother, Harold. Harold was
eighteen and him also the entire
female population OF the rectory
combined to push out of the
fectory every morning. Harold was
due to be pushed off half an
hour later than Robert, and as he
was o greater and more splendid
male than Robert Though infin-
lteIy lesser than her father so the
place to which he was pushed off
was far more mysterious and en-
thrailing than the place to which
Robert was pushing off. A school
Resale could dimly Understand.
But a bank! Why Harold should
go to sit on a bank all day, and
why he should ride on a bicycle
to Ashborough to find a bank
when there were banks all around
the reetory, and even in the garden
itself, Resale never could I'M.
agine. Mysterious Harold! Anna
had told her that men kept money
in banks; but Rosalie had never
found money in 8 bank though she
had looked; yet bankS-of all ex-
traordinary plSces-were where
men chose to put their money!
Mysterious rlenl And Harold could
find these banks and find this
money though he never took "a