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Updated: May 27, 2025
After Bumpo's exhibition we were a little afraid of any more experiments for the present. The Doctor of course was tremendously interested. Well into the early hours of the morning he was busy going over the articles on the table one by one, listing their names and writing their properties and descriptions into a note-book as Long Arrow dictated.
"It was the King, his father, who had us locked up it wasn't Bumpo's fault.... I wonder if I ought to go back and apologize Oh, well I'll send him some candy when I get to Puddleby. And who knows? he may stay white after all." "The Sleeping Beauty would never have him, even if he did," said Dab-Dab. "He looked better the way he was, I thought.
One night after supper when the Doctor was away in the town somewhere visiting a new-born baby, we were all sitting round the big table in Bumpo's reception-room. This we did every evening, to talk over the plans for the following day and various affairs of state. It was a kind of Cabinet Meeting. To-night however we were talking about England and also about things to eat.
Then he made all his servants go too his cooks and his gardeners and his barber and Prince Bumpo's tutor even the Queen, who was tired from dancing in a pair of tight shoes, was packed off to help the soldiers in their search. All this time the Doctor and his animals were running through the forest towards the Land of the Monkeys as fast as they could go.
I nudged Bumpo's elbow and we crossed the street and pretended to look into a jeweler's window; while the Doctor sat down upon his bed to lace up his boots, the only part of his clothing he had taken off for the night. "Listen," said Polynesia, "I've been breaking my head trying to think up some way we can get money to buy those stores with; and at last I've got it." "The money?" said Bumpo.
The host came out to greet the young man, two negro boys laid hold of his trunk, a passing volunteer in butternut, with a musket as long as Natty Bumpo's, hailed him, and a cluster of elderly men sitting with tilted chairs in the shade of a locust tree rose and gave him welcome. "It's Allan Gold from Thunder Run, isn't it? Good-day, sir, good-day!
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