Marjorie at Seacote

Some days it met, and some days it didn't. Sometimes all th

ly, and there were no exhibitions

n doing her part toward the fi

al illustrations for their court journal. One, representing Marjorie seated on

and Mrs. Maynard also. He had a small typewriter of his own, and he laboriously copied the contributions on

ub, and tied it at the top with a yellow ribbon. Altogether, the f

ed, in full court dr

tions. Often a courtier blossomed out in some

, feathers, or flowers, from discarded millinery or other finer

rt, a yellow shawl folded cornerwise, and a very tall peaked hat of black

re, and she accumulated waving plumes, artificia

hile King achieved the dignity of a mantle, picturesquely slung from one shoulder. Many badges and or

e, "we are gathered together here to-day to listen to the reading of our Court Journal,-a

" cried all

and went on. "Also, most liege lady-in-waiting, our noble Sand Witch, we greet thee. And we greet our Grand Sandjandrum

! N

per is an editorial,-I wrote it myself because I am editor-in

headitor?"

f our noble court. It shall tell of the doughty deeds of our brave knights, and relate the gay doings of our fair ladies. It shall mention news of interest, if any, concerning the inhabitants of Seaco

terpiece of journalistic literat

and social events, as collected by our energe

white, trimmed with blue, and the Sand Witch in dark blue trimmed with red. Both noble ladies squealed when

n the same castle, had ice-cream for dinner last night

ng yesterday afternoon with her maid of honor. The princess wore

Mr. Sears, and he hasn't any back fence, but we are making up

with her mother-in-law,

e mansion of forty rooms on Seashore Dr

an find for this time. Yo

to our midst," announced the Queen, and the Sand Crab burr

an original poem by our most liege majes

Court, I g

ndjandrum to

Piper, and g

with hair as b

r Court w

r its fun a

e on this go

am your bel

you ever do it, Marjorie? I did a poem, bu

" said King. "I thi

people nam

lay in thei

jolly Sa

the time fly

g in the oc

I like so much f

om," said Marjorie,

and then somehow it isn't. Bathing and plaything a

it's plenty good enough,

t's all

or something that says truth is beauty. We wouldn

felt greatly encouraged by

of queer, but it's Sandow's contribution, and he said

Is the number of sands on the seashore odd or even? Anybody in this court who

r. "How can anybody tell wheth

ely. "Whoever first answers it

e, how much seashore do you mean? Only that here at

ll the seashore in all the

how far does the seashore go? Just to the

nder," replied

mean all the sand

n all the world numbers a certain number o

said, "No, he isn't crazy; I think there's a pri

n't!" said King

Tom, and at last t

wer it yourself,

ts the prize,"

yourself. Have yo

to me. I've never used it much, it's as g

d, and Di

r your old puzzle, y

red Dick, "but you

nd noble courtier of Sand Court, is the number o

eplied Dick, "and

e, but the Maynard children were surprised at th

d, rocking back and

guessed it," he cried; "o

ught us fairly, and we hereby give you the post of wizar

s, he wrote part of it, and then, as he had to go to New Yo

tiers, grea

r your cou

greeting f

umble c

ach one, l

ith true

ving, brav

arm and pu

have a l

ack, when

hours of

laughter bli

court of

re not learn

heart to t

temper and

is!" exclaimed Tom. "Say, your

" said Marjorie, "but F

at poem," said Hester,

witch's glance. "I'll make you a ni

er, is there any more poeti

our royal Sand Witch, and was freely contributed to our paper by that estimable lady. Methinks she mistook our club for a debating club, and

ebating Club, excee

use questions it w

are so wise, ourselv

tophelean Pyth

bigwigs met, and str

roblems that would b

ated till the hours

iscouraged if they

d went their way, these

d next evening, an

l be surprised; but a

y debated on numb

Of course we can't

conclusively the t

hey argued, as the

hat he was right, and

ontended, they disp

ebutted, they refut

om was profound, and

usion those men

banded, and they re

sad story, though i

ot able to solve t

cracker?" and "Wh

Marjorie. "Why, Hester, your mo

ter, "but I like your mother's poem, too

iated the lines that so gently advised the ruling and subduing of

e by saying, heartily, "Yep, we know!"

an, "that our first paper is fine. How

week, I thin

ws get your stuff in a little earlier ne

we have sat still long enough, and I decree that we

ll, peaked hat, and the courtiers discarded such details of their costumes as seemed likely to impede progress in the

e," said Hester. "I'm so gla

as long as you don't smash

g to learn that poem of your mother's by heart, an

after an affectionate ki

called Tom, as they separat

Sandjandrum!" and then the May

warned Mrs. Maynard, as her two you

was lovely! Want to see it? And King fixed it up so beautifully, and Hester mad

ter. "But when you come in from your play, you must be a little bit quieter and more ladylike

like the Craigs and Hester Corey,

ot quite so

ease you every way! But we're feeling rather s