A STORY OF THE KING

Evening Post, Volume CXXX, Issue 6, 6 July 1940, Page 17

A STORY OF THE KING

We like the new story told of the King, which shows how understanding , he is. It seems that an important offi- ,' cial due to call at Buckingham Palace - rang up to say that owing to pressure of war work he would be a little late, as he had to go home and change. "Don't bother to go home," replied * a member of the household;-"come as you are." The visitor found the King in khaki. . "I am in my business clothes,". said the King, smiling, "and I am' very . pleased to see you in yours." faced them, and disappointment showed plainly in both faces. Then Clare spied a broken heap of wood by the foremost rock and sprang v over to it. "What is it?" she asked, as Bunny joined her. "Driftwood?" "No," replied the boy, as he knelt and examined it. "It's been part of a boat. The name's half scraped away. Let's see. Can you make it out?" Clare bent over. It was the "Black • Di— —." "That's all I can see," Clare said, as she. read it out. "Never heard of it before," -said Bunny thoughtfully. Then—"Yes, I have! The fisherman who lives downon the edge of our beach used to have one called the 'Black Dove.' But itwa» stolen." "Bunny," said Clare thoughtfully. "Why has no one ever tried to.com* out here ever? I mean fishing, per* haps, or exploring?" There was. a legend," said Bunny, smiling, "about seeing a robed, figur* stalking around these rocks at night' with a strange light. It scared ■ all , th*e people away, but it's been almost forgotten now. It must be ten years, ago now. I was about five and a half." "How curious," said Clare, and, her . gaze moved to the large rock surrounded by small.ones. She had a strange feeling as she gazed over, then she ' remembered their lunch. "Let's sit on that huge rock over there," she cried. "I'm getting hungry.7 • Both of. them stepped up. on to one of the smaller rocks to reach it when ' a strange thing happened. The rock rolled away, leaving a tiny opening. Clare gave a scream, arid Bunny seized another with both hand?.. "Quick, help me," he said, and Clare .willingly' did so till the opening was mad.c" and a wide, yawning hole was seen.- "It's a ■ cave!" whispered Clare. "I knew there was something funny around' here." (To be continued.)-' '