"But _why_ can't I pick a pumpkin, father?" asked the child. "It would be a violation of the Gourd Edict, son." --GRANDALL BARRETTON _Through Time and Space With Benedict Breadfruit: VI_ "On the planet Toupher VI," said Benedict Breadfruit in his address to the members of the Institute for Twenty-First Century Studies, a group specializing in ancient history, "the natives keep time by means of cords which have knots tied along their length at precisely measured intervals. Since the material from which these cords are made is remarkably even in its rate of burning, it is possible to tell the exact hour by noticing how many knots have been burned after one end has been lit." "What is this remarkable contraption called?" asked one of the members. "Whay, naturally," said Benedict Breadfruit in his best British accent, "it would be a knot clock." --GRANDALL BARRETTON _Through Time and Space With Benedict Breadfruit: VII_ The Black Beast of Betelgeuse, although horrible in aspect, was really a very pleasant fellow when you got to know him, as Benedict Breadfruit did. But because of his alienness he was forbidden to go to Earth by a Galactic Space Lines regulation forbidding tickets to be sold to "horrible monsters". "It's an unfair law," said the Black Beast. "You're a man of some importance, Benedict; couldn't you do something about it?" Breadfruit nodded. "I believe I can get the reg anulled, _Bete Noir_." --GRANDALL BARRETTON _Through Time and Space With Benedict Breadfruit: VIII_ The peculiar religio-sexual practices of the inhabitants of Hoogaht VIIII are known throughout the Galaxy. One day a group of Hoogahtu called upon Benedict Breadfruit. "We are," said their spokesman, "planning to build an old-fashioned Earth-type house for our group. The living quarters for the males and females will be on the first and second floors. The Temple of Love, as we call it, will occupy the top floor, just under the roof. Knowing your abilities with language, we would like for you to give us a name for our Temple." "Orgiastic top floor, eh?" asked Breadfruit. "That's right." "A hot-pants attic, as it were?" said Breadfruit. "If you insist, yes," said the spokesman. "A libidinous area just under the roof, one might say." "That's what we said," agreed the Hoogahtu. "In other words, a lewd loft?" persisted Breadfruit. "Most emphatically," said the Hoogahtu spokesman. Benedict Breadfruit shook his head, baffled for the first time in his life. "Gee, fellas, I just can't think of a damn thing." --GRANDALL BARRETTON _Editor's Note: In this final episode of Benedict Breadfruit the author's name is revealed._