“ I think,” Saturday answers, “ that you
have acquired a most useful art.” All the other brothers nodded absent.
“ What have you discovered 1 ” said Monday,
turning to Tuesday.
Tuesday began : “ I suppose you will all
laugh when I tell you all about the art I
have learnt. It is the art of picking pockets. I can take anything out of
another person’s hand, be the article small or large, be it held ever so
tightly, without that person being aware of what I am doing.”
“ That is simply marvellous,” they all
cried.
“ Now, Wednesday,” says Saturday. “ it’s
your turn to give an account of yourself.”
“ 1 think,” Wednesday remarked, “ I can
surprise you all when I tell you what 1 have learnt to do.”
“ Well, man, speak ! ” interrupted
Saturday. ” What is it ? ”
Wednesday continued: I can improve upon Tuesday’s art of picking pockets, as he calls it.
I can put in my coat pocket anytning, be it large or small, sizt does not count
at all; and no one knows what I have done.”
“ Well, I never,” said Tuesday, “ that is
really ripping.”
“ Come along, Thursday,” cries Wednesday; “
it is your turn now.”
Thursday said: “ What- I have leamt is a very
clever thing.”
“ Just so,” they all cried. “ What is this
very clever thing ? ”
Thursday continues: “ All I have to do is
to cut off a twig of an oak-tree. I then take it in my right hand and I can
heat to the ground any number of men, even if ten thousand come to attack me.”
“ A jolly nne thing,” says Saturday, “ in
war-time. We must tell dear father all about this. I wonder what they will say
at the War Office ? Now, Friday, it’s your turn, please.”
“ I have learnt,” says Friday, “ to shoot
so well that if I aim at a bird’s beak anywhere in the air, and if it have a
seed of corn in its beak, I shall be able to shoot the seed out of its beak
without doing any injurv to the bird or the seed.”
You must be a crack marksman
“ You must be a crack marksman,” observes
Saturday. “And now, if you please, it is my turn to tell you my tale of
adventure. I have discovered how to throw with my right hand anything, even a
millstone, as high as you like, till no one can see it; and I can also catch it
again in my left hand.”
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