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Updated: May 20, 2025
Next morning the Sand Club assembled on the Maynards' veranda, to march to Sandringham Palace. Mrs. Craig had helped out the costumes of her royal children, and the Grand Sandjandrum was gorgeous in a voluminous yellow turban, with a red cockade sticking up on one side. Sandow and the Sand Crab had soldier hats made of red and yellow paper, and big sailor collars of the same colors.
"I know what you mean," said Dick, grasping her idea. "Let's have Sand Court, and build a court and a throne, and we'll all be royal people and Marjorie can be queen." "Well, let's all have sandy names," suggested Tom. "Marjorie can be Queen Sandy. And we'll call our court Sandringham Palace. You know there is one, really." "You can be the Grand Sandjandrum!" said King, laughing.
"There is no page, O Queen," said the Grand Sandjandrum, looking mortified. "Thus I create one!" announced Kitty, calmly. "Sand Crab, kneel before me!" Harry sprang forward to obey, and kneeled at Kitty's feet. "Thus I anoint thee page!" declared the Queen, dramatically tapping him three times on his shoulder. "Yes, ma'am! What shall I do?" asked the new page, greatly flustered.
Also, my majesty and my royal sand piper can't come back to play this afternoon. But shall this court meet to-morrow morning?" "You bet, your Majesty!" exclaimed Tom, with fervor. "That isn't very courtly language, my Grand Sandjandrum." "I humbly beg your Majesty's pardon, and I prostrate myself in humble humility!" And Tom sprawled on his face at Marjorie's feet.
Next came the Grand Sandjandrum, then the Queen, then the Sand Crab, and finally, Sandow with the flag. Slowly and with great dignity the procession filed out toward the palace. King was playing the Star Spangled Banner, or thought he was. It sounded almost as much like Hail Columbia, but it didn't really matter, and they're both difficult tunes, anyway.
But he hastily swung it back into place and went on. "Also, most liege lady-in-waiting, our noble Sand Witch, we greet thee. And we greet our Grand Sandjandrum, and our noble Sandow, and our beloved Sand Crab. We greet all, and everybody. Did I leave anybody out of this greeting?" "No! No!" "All right; then I'll fire away.
Grand Sandjandrum, what are the duties of thy high office?" "No duties, but all pleasures, when serving thee, O noble and gracious Queen!" "That's fine," said Midget, clapping her hands. "Hither, Sir Sand Piper! What are thy duties at, court?" "Your Majesty," said King, bowing low, "it is my humble part to play the pipes, or to lay the pipes, as the case may be.
But her laughter only made Queen Sandy more angry than ever. "I don't care if she isn't! She's a new member, and I won't have any new members, so, there, now!" "Say, Hester," began King, "I don't think you're boss of this club. Just because you're Queen, you don't have any more say than the Grand Sandjandrum, or me, or anybody." "I do, too! A Queen has all the say, about everything!
"Noble Sand Crab, we thank you for your fine contribution to our midst," announced the Queen, and the Sand Crab burrowed in the sand and kicked in sheer delight at such praise. "The next," announced the Sand Piper, "is an original poem by our most liege majesty, the Queen. It's pretty fine, I think. "Most noble Court, I greet you now, From Grand Sandjandrum to small Sandow.
"No, my Grand Sandjandrum," went on Midget, looking sternly at him, "she isn't your grandmother, but she's to be your new sovereign, so you may as well make up your mind to it." As Hester began to think Midget was going to make the change, whether the boys wanted to or not, she suddenly became very light-hearted and smiled at everybody.
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