He is! He is! It is so plain Upon His Throne He doth remain! By day or night, in dark or light, We feel His presence shining bright! All’s well with the world! (_They roll to and fro in rows of one hundred each._) THE ONE HUNDRED THOUSAND SPECTATORS (_Uproariously._) Hey! Hey! What a glorious day! Hey! Hey! What a glorious day! (_The cheering is resumed for fifteen minutes more, during which ten vanloads of souffle are distributed._) NOXUS PODUNKUS (_After order has been restored and surveying his associates of the Musnud sleepily._) Perfect! Perfect!--or nearly so! Beautiful! I never saw anything so well done! Never! Such order! Such union! But--let me see--I believe these are all the questions to be asked of these divisions, are they not? (_Looks about him helplessly and yet benignly. The fifty Dizzards all rush together and confer. The Hoddy-Doddys ditto. The Zanys ditto. The Loobies and Gaberlunzies bite their nails, then rush together and mumble. The Moonshees sit up and confer with_ PODUNKUS. _He proceeds._) Ah yes! As I was saying! Quite so! Quite so! Since, then, it is the opinion of the Associated Members of the Musnud that the report of the Descendant Sons and Daughters of Ancient and Honorable Free and Accepted Boy Scouts and Anti-(_he reads the entire roster_) seems to accord with the progress of the year as reported to us from all outlying sections of the Federation, and it is their wish that it be accepted and offered and engrossed in the records of the Musnud as a true picture of the state and progress of the world for this year of our Lord A. D. 3913, they will signify as much by saying “Aye,” contrary, “Nay.” The “Ayes” have it. The report of these excelling representatives is accepted and they are excused. (_He falls back and into a deep sleep. The Moonshees do likewise._) THE ONE HUNDRED MOONSHEES (_Weakly, in their sleep_). Souffle! Souffle! THE ONE HUNDRED THOUSAND SPECTATORS Hey! Hey! Hey! ’Tis a perfect day! ’Tis a perfect day! ’Tis a perfect day! Hey! Hey! Hey! ’Tis a perfect day! (_They cheer for one solid hour._) THE 1ST, 316TH, 3727TH, 4728TH, 6914TH, AND 7178TH (_Ricochetting and executing triple hand-springs, the while_ SHISHMASH HASH HASH _sidesteps and returns to the main stage entrance, left._) What pleasure, oh! What pleasure, oh! To know the world is perfect, so That never now by day or night Need any one feel fear or fright. (_They zigzag gaily in ranks of one thousand and exit._) SHISHMASH HASH HASH