The Knights of the White Shield / Up-the-Ladder Club Series, Round One Play

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Table of

ink a couple of standin

, Charles Pitt! What

orrow, and I am the one to 'splai

shy in sorrow. "A pammerrammer!" she inquired.

t a ticket, and that will

t take a re

e pammerrammer was ready. A lively shout of announcement soon came from half

ty! Come now,"

uickened her s

Silas Trefethen's grocery. "Runnin' t' a fire, I guess. She

e's handiwork. It took two boys, Sid and Wort, to stand at the two ends of the curtain and manage the "pammerrammer." As Sid unrolled the glorious succession of artistic beauties that Charlie had sketched, Wort at the other end pulled them along and rolled them up. In front of the curtain was ranged a plank. A carpenter's bench that bordered a wall of the barn supported one end of the plank, and a barrel the other end. This elevated roost was denominated "reserved seats," and all cent admissi

Faneuil Hall. The next is a

t, Wort," whispered a v

sentence, but unfortunately chancing to l

t," sa

ou was?" in

Pip, turning

did

ooked

ce!" shrieked Sid to t

all twisted up, Wor

groaned th

ffected after a while, and Gov. Grimes began again

rmed for the reputation of a club that could n

governor petulantly, "and I

took the floor. He knew his old and beloved "pammerrammer"

Abbey, and here's a boy lifting a girl over a fence, and here's a flag

sh. The plank, alias the reserved seats, did not have a fi

to fix the benc

rnor," re

s things to-day." She was trying to impress it on Charlie, but she could not b

ough for me,"

own it went! Little May Waters dropped at the feet of Charlie as he was busily "'splaining." He gallantly picked her up and tried to

had nothing else to do. Wort looked over the edge of the window-sill

ediately scraping up with his foot a quantity of hay-seed,

your father wore an old hat, how would you l

deal of the gen

foot-step could be plainly heard on the stairs, an

said the governor, with

," sai

" said

," sai

-strewn hat appeared in sight, and then a big head of hair, and then a man's body. The boys clustered closely together, and whe

was not a cannibal though. He took off his hat, shook it, and said, "If that was an a

he appeal and s

ent," said Sid, with a look of importanc

your fathers went trampin' round and couldn't get work,

" said Charlie.

ned to go d

you a job. She wanted somebody

? Where

s followed the man down stairs. Then he went into

him the job," rep

wood-pile driving Aunt Stanshy's s

e Charlie interceded for the man. When he joined

ted there, for it was continued down into the story below, even as the noise of a rushing

harlie, excitedly.

red Sid. "Into the

t the end of a long spout that terminated eight inches from the floor, was a couple of good-sized legs squir

t out?" asked

me out! Let m

so. Wort mus

fodder-box, and can't get out!" shriek

rd more, Aunt Stanshy left the clothes

to the man at the wood-pile, "and, Charlie, brin

r Aunt Stanshy, saw in hand, while C

t he called a fodder-box running down from the closet above to this floor, and then intended to knock the closet away when he had carried the box down here

e. The boys shouted and laughed also as Wort wriggled forward into liberty. He looked up, but seeing that his liberator was the man he had seeded, he dropped

enemy was, and he said,