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But here Bryda, trying to get herself into this graceful position, lost her balance, and rolled off her chair, falling on the edge of the bath; which, of course, upset, and made a higher tide in the nursery than had ever been seen there before, for the water flowed in every direction, and the children, ashamed and frightened though they were, could not help laughing at the way in which a pair of Bryda's shoes floated about like little canoes, till one that had a hole at the side turned over and went down.
At one corner of the yard was a deep tank, or little pond, full of a dark brown, rather thick fluid, which was used in the garden and fields, and had a great effect in the way of making things grow. Bryda and her cousin stood looking at it. "I declare," said Bryda, "it's like the Styx!"
'Don't all speak at once, she added, so hastily that several courtiers giggled. "'Please your majesty, said a boy, stepping forward, 'we caught him in the act the very act of learning lessons! "'Lessons! cried the whole court, in every tone of disgust, anger, grief and dismay. "'Lessons! screamed the queen, and at once fainted away." "She didn't!" said Bryda indignantly.
"I don't see any sticks," said ignorant Maurice, who had never learned that the old heathens believed the souls of dead people went in a ferryboat across a dark river called the Styx, and that the old man who rowed the boat was called Charon. Bryda thought it would be capital fun to act this little scene.
It was not so very long before this dreadful accident in the tub that Bryda, who had been reading English history, told Maurice they would act King Canute and his courtiers on the seashore. So she put two chairs, and collected all the water she could from every jug and water-bottle she could find, so as nearly to fill a bath placed in front of the two chairs on which she and Maurice sat.
"Oh, dear!" interrupted Bryda, "here comes the moral! Don't make a very hard one, Uncle Jack, please!" He laughed. "I must finish this truthful story truthfully, miss. "She said, turning to the king and queen: "'Your fault was that you forgot you once were young yourselves." Bryda nodded her head very wisely. "'And you, children, forgot that you could not do without old people.
Therefore children were never to be admitted into any sitting-room used by the elders of the family, nor into any kitchen or room occupied by servants." "O-o-oh!" said Bryda; "did they keep them in the coal-cellar?" "In some houses, perhaps. "Fourthly Forasmuch as play was not a profitable occupation, and led to noise and laughter, all play-time and holidays should at once be abolished."
Here Uncle Jack offered his cigar to Bryda politely; but she made a face and turned her head away. "I don't want to be so grown-up as that," she said. "Oh!" said Uncle Jack, with his funny face, that he always put on to tease Bryda. "Oh, I thought you wanted to grow up all of a sudden."
By way of mending matters, the dog Cerberus, who may be supposed to have become Toby again, had gone in altogether, and was rather pleased with himself. So he came and had a good shake close to Bryda, so as to splash all the rest of her small person, and then ran round and round, expressing his delight by all sorts of queer noises. But, oh! here was a mess!
And she followed meekly to the nearest greenhouse, where was a large tub of fresh water, and beside it a big squirt or syringe used for watering plants high up in the greenhouse. "Oh, Maurice dear, I never will call you stupid again!" cried Bryda, delighted, as Maurice filled the syringe and set to work upon her. What fun that was!
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