ADVENTURES OF THE CHUMS

Taranaki Daily News, 27 July 1935, Page 7 (Supplement)

ADVENTURES OF THE CHUMS

When the little tailor reported the death of the unicorn to the King there was a great uproar in the Palace. “You simply must get rid of him, Your Majesty,” said the Courtiers, “or else he’ll have your crown.” So the King set the little tailor a task which he considered would be too much even for him. He had to go into a forest where a terribly wild boar roamed, and catch it alive without a weapon of any kind. In the forest the little tailor sat on a log and wondered how he could do it.

Fate, and the tailor’s quick little brain, soon found a plan by which he could catch the wild boar. As he wandered cautiously through the woods, looking out for the boar, he came across a huntsman’s log hut. “Um!” said the little tailor, “that gives me an idea.” ' In the hut he found a lot of netting which had been used to trap ammals. Thic he hung about the, hut until it was quite a maze of net work. •. “Now for the boar,” he said. .

The little tailor found it very tricky work enticing the wild boar to the hut when he had discovered its whereabouts. But once he got it near he showed himself and raced for the door. Of course, the boar dashed after him, and into the hut. But the little tailor, carefully avoiding the netting, climbed out of the window and, dashing round to the door, closed and bolted it. In the meantime the angry boar raced around inside until he became so entangled in the netting that he lay helpless.

On this occasion the little tailor had no need to go right back to the castle to acquaint the King with the success of his task, as the King was out hunting on the edge of the wood. . , . „ . , “The boar is captured and trussed up for Your Majesty s inspection, cried the little Tailor. . Now the King was so surprised to see the little tailor alive that all he could say was “show us”—which was not good grammar, especially for a King, but he was too astonished to think of trifles.

The King and the courtiers were in such great fear of the wild boar that it was all the little tailor could do to induce them to enter the forest, but at last he got them to the hut and the King peeped through the window. “He’s there all right, and very properly trussed,” said the King in an awed voice. “I don’t know how you did it, but the best thing to do with a man of your prowess is to haye him on my side, so I make you my Prime Minister from to-day.”

“That is the story of the little tailor,” said the old gentleman, closing the book. “The moral is that there is nothing you cannot accomplish if you set your mind to it and use your brains.” “My!” said Richard. "I’ve thoroughly enjoyed it, but I should like to know— ’ But before he could finish his sentence the little old gentleman had disappeared. , , _ , “Um!” said Ted. “That’s the end of that. Lets get home to tea. Perhaps if we come here another day we shall see him again.”