‘It is the new King’s fault,’ said they, together. ‘He won’t have a bit
of noise. He doesn’t want the children to romp and be noisy, and that
is why they must go to school all day and never play on the beach. That
is why he sent us over here to live. He doesn’t want the children to
eat candy nor to play with toys. All the King does from morning till
night is to think of different things we mustn’t do and then make
signs to tell us so. Bo-Peep Town used to be a gay and merry place to
live in, but now we are miserable, just miserable. And the children
simply long to have us come back again.’
The Brownies and the Toy Lady and the Candy Man sat up almost all night
talking things over. Of course matters couldn’t go on as they were. And
once they had made up their minds what to do, they fell to work.
For two days and nights they worked as hard as ever they could. The
Candy Man and Sweet-Tooth made candy, all kinds. Silvertongue and
Kindheart and the Toy Lady made toys--boats and pails and shovels and
all sorts of sand toys, fish and stars and patty-pans and cones.
Then early one morning, when it was darkest, just before dawn, they
filled their little boat with toys and candy and rowed over to the
mainland.
The Brownies first helped the Toy Lady and the Candy Man to open their
little shops and place the toys and candy inside.
Then Silvertongue and Kindheart and Sweet-Tooth stole into the Palace
and up to the bedroom where the King and his little Queen lay sleeping
side by side.
They were thoughtful little Brownies, you must admit. They packed a bag
of clothes for the King and Queen. They even remembered their golden
crowns and put them in too.
Then they carried the sleeping King and Queen down to the little boat,
rowed them over to the Lighthouse, and left them there.
Next morning when the children went to school there was a new sign on
the door.
NO SCHOOL TO-DAY
Some one spied the Toy Shop. The door was wide open. The window was
filled with brand-new toys, and a fresh sign was fluttering in the
breeze.
PENNY TOYS SOLD HERE
At first the children crowded round and stared. Then they sped to the
Candy Shop. That was wide open, too, every glass jar filled to the brim
with the most delicious candy ever seen.
‘The sign! The sign!’ shrieked the children.
There it was, shining and new.
PENNY CANDY SOLD HERE
Down to the beach ran the children, screaming as they ran. They were so
excited they had forgotten the King.
The beach was covered with glittering new signs.
PLEASE PADDLE ON THE
BEACH
GOOD SAND FOR BUILDING
HERE
KINDLY DIG ON THIS BEACH
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