THE KNOCKER.

Hutt News, Volume 3, Issue 26, 20 November 1930, Page 4

THE KNOCKER.

The King of the Weemanbobs open^i th! door of his private SSns-roam, and, looking^£nd -I wanVyou to take tnia letter to will be gone." Fizzle took the letter but loot edit it as if he thought it was turned away and set out on Ins journey. The golden clock in the paUwe H^ strack "One." The teas«t«sixrf^ ting-room. - , "Please, I've brought the letter back," he said. "Us lihere'not any answer?" asked the King. "I don't know," replied Fizzle. "Youl&e, when I came to the door of the Duke's hou^e, the knocker was so high up that I could not reach it. So, of course, I couldn t knock. So, of course nobody came. So. of course^ I had to bring the letter back. The King of the Weemanbobs looked just like any other king might look on hearing a tale like this Then he put his head out of the door, glanced up and down the passage, andcalled "Dazzle! And at the word, a goblm boy, much smaller than Fizzle, dropped on one knee before him. "Dazzle," said the King, "I want you to take this letter to the Duke of Jujube's house, and wait for an answer." <«What's the use of him going } ' ' said Fizzle. "He's smaller than me." - / ' - '' '' But I>azzle went and was back before the golden clock struck "Three," bringing with him the Duke of Jujube's answer. fc"How did you reach the knocker which was too high for Fiszle" asked the King. "I broifcc a twig from, an elder tree thas grew beside the garden gate,» * iaict pazzle, * * and it wa« long enough' to reach the knocker." "Good!" said the King. "Perhaps it will teach Fizzle that those will always reach the highest who liave the longest wits."