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Updated: May 12, 2025
I say, Herrick, why is a mandarin like the Grand Panjandrum?" "Because he plays at the game of catch, catch, can and can't catch the man who cuts off the English fellow's head," said Smith. "Wrong!" cried Barkins. "Now you, Poet." "Because he's got a little round button on the top." "Good boy, go up one," cried Barkins. "Hallo! what place is this?" "Velly good place, eatee drinkee.
Captain, what do you mean?" "I don't mean nothin'. But I shouldn't wonder if the Great Panjandrum and his folks was reminded that that Lane was still open, that's all. Ho! ho! So long, Ros." I did not catch his meaning at the time. A few days later I discovered it by accident. I had been up to the village and was on my way home by the short cut.
If you could have seen the old, funny twinkle in her eye, when I found her with the stereoscope, you would have thought she was a real, live Chicken, sure enough. "Now, then, you've got to tell me a story," she said. "'Got to' don't tell stories." "Well, p'ease tell me one, then." "Yes," said Sunbeam, peeping in, "about the Great Panjandrum himself."
"Well, you see, his Magnificence and Serene Importance is somewhat sensitive on the subject; there is the GRAND Panjandrum, you know." "Oh, I see," said Dick, "and the other chap doesn't like to take a back seat, that's it, is it? Well, who is the Little Panjandrum, anyhow?" "Sh! sh!" cried the gnomes, looking about them nervously. "You really mustn't say little as loudly as that.
Like a NOUVEAU RICHE terribly afraid of doing the wrong thing and showing every moment that he's new to the great Panjandrum part.... Ah so! ... an ejaculatory trick of Bridget's. 'He IS my fate!
This open space gave the pursuers a fine chance for an arrow shot before the refugee reached the tree. "Lola-Akwa told me to climb to the top of that tree and stay there until she sent word for me to come down. "But the Great Panjandrum discovered my hiding place.
The Ambassador followed after the Little Panjandrum, and the children gathered around the poor Dodo, full of sympathy for his misfortunes. "Have they gone?" whispered the Prehistoric Doctor, coming forward from behind a bush, behind which he had been hiding. "Yes," said Marjorie. "Isn't it a shame the poor Dodo should always be getting into hot water?"
If I wasn't so scared I'd wish he couldn't stop it, for it will be a way-up Barbarian scrap, the tongs and the kettle, a bully panjandrum. It gets mighty dull in the desert when you're not moving. But "it makes to think," as the French say. Since I came out here I've had several real centre thoughts, sort of main principles-key-thoughts, that's it.
And that's why the children thought the next story should be about the Great Panjandrum.
However, by running, the little inch-long gentleman caught up with the seven-eighths of an inch lady, and the two went along together to find the pot of gold. Still the Great Panjandrum kept toiling at the crank, while others plunged into the hopper and came out "ground down to a proper size," as the Great Panjan kept saying.
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