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Title: King Time; or The mystical land of the hours, a fantasy
Year: 1908 (1900s)
Authors: Fitzhugh, Percy Keese, 1876-1950
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Publisher: New York and Boston, H.M. Caldwell company
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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KING TIME

The little boy's face became very serious again as
he heard this, and a look of disappointment was plainly
visible in his big eyes.
" I didn't mean that his coming outng out was strange,
but his having a hole; I thought that was queer.
The Imp stopped in the middle of the road, and
looked at the little boy in utter astonishment. The
poor little fellow was quite uncomfortable at being so
sternly scrutinized, but he could only stand still too,
and wait. Then the Imp spoke very slowly as if he
wanted to make sure that the little boy understood
every word, If you were taking medicine in such a quantity
as that cod-fish - - that is, if you were taking a whole
bowl of something for your health - -1 ask you if you
would come out in a rain storm. Now answer!
No, I wouldn't, but ——
No, you wouldn't, of course you wouldn't! Then
it was strange for him to come out and do it, wasn't
it?
Yes, it was, but ——
There is no " but " about it; it was a foolhardy
and absurd thing to do, and it was strange, as you
said yourself.
The little boy was about to speak when he changed
his mind and decided that it was of no use. But he
resolved to ask Father Time a few questions if His

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Majesty was willing to give
him an audience when they
got to the royal city.
Soon they reached the Fields of Fragrant Flowers,
which were just outside of the village. Many little
imps were here, roaming about amid a veritable forest
of fragrant plants, and fanning the air into large
funnels which rose here and there among the flowers,
and which looked like the pipes the little boy had
seen on the big ocean liner on which his parents had
taken him abroad, and which he had been told were
for the purpose of carrying air down into the state-
rooms below.
Thev sat on the fence a while to rest and watch
the imps who were wandering here and there and
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KING TIME

fanning vigorously. Now and then a head would peer
up from the clustering plants and take a peep at the
little boy and then disappear again. Finally the little
fellow noticed that many of the imps were stopping
their work and joining a group where an animated
conversation seemed to be going on. He watched them
eagerly, supposing that something queer must have

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