Is all our Life, then but a dream

Seen faintly in the goldern gleam

Athwart Time’s dark resistless stream?

Bowed to the earth with bitter woe

Or laughing at some raree-show

We flutter idly to and fro.

Man’s little Day in haste we spend,

And, from its merry noontide, send

No glance to meet the silent end.


Preface [Moved to the end]

CHAPTER 1 Less Bread! More Taxes!

CHAPTER 2 L’amie Inconnue

CHAPTER 3 Birthday Presents

CHAPTER 4 A Cunning Conspiracy

CHAPTER 5 A Beggar’s Palace

CHAPTER 6 The Magic Locket

CHAPTER 7 The Barons Embassy

CHAPTER 8 A Ride on a Lion

CHAPTER 9 A Jester and a Bear

CHAPTER 10 The Other Professor

CHAPTER 11 Peter and Paul

CHAPTER 12 A Musical Gardener

CHAPTER 13 A Visit to Dogland

CHAPTER 14 Fairy-Sylvie

CHAPTER 15 Bruno’s Revenge

CHAPTER 16 A Changed Crocodile

CHAPTER 17 The Three Badgers

CHAPTER 18 Queer Street, number forty

CHAPTER 19 How to make a Phlizz

CHAPTER 20 Light come, light go

CHAPTER 21 Through the Ivory Door

CHAPTER 22 Crossing the Line

CHAPTER 23 An outlandish watch

CHAPTER 24 The Frogs’ Birthday-treat

CHAPTER 25 Looking Easward

Preface [Moved to the end]




–and then all the people cheered again, and one man, who was more

excited than the rest, flung his hat high into the air, and shouted

(as well as I could make out) “Who roar for the Sub-Warden?” Everybody

roared, but whether it was for the Sub-Warden, or not, did not clearly

appear: some were shouting “Bread!” and some “Taxes!”, but no one

seemed to know what it was they really wanted.

All this I saw from the open window of the Warden’s breakfast-saloon,

looking across the shoulder of the Lord Chancellor, who had sprung to

his feet the moment the shouting began, almost as if he had been

expecting it, and had rushed to the window which commanded the best

view of the market-place.

“What can it all mean?” he kept repeating to himself, as, with his

hands clasped behind him, and his gown floating in the air, he paced

rapidly up and down the room. “I never heard such shouting before–

and at this time of the morning, too! And with such unanimity!

Doesn’t it strike you as very remarkable?”

I represented, modestly, that to my ears it appeared that they were

shouting for different things, but the Chancellor would not listen to

my suggestion for a moment. “They all shout the same words, I assure

you!” he said: then, leaning well out of the window, he whispered to a

man who was standing close underneath, “Keep’em together, ca’n’t you?

The Warden will be here directly. Give’em the signal for the march up!”

All this was evidently not meant for my ears, but I could scarcely help

hearing it, considering that my chin was almost on the Chancellor’s


The ‘march up’ was a very curious sight:

[Image…The march-up]

a straggling procession of men, marching two and two, began from the

other side of the market-place, and advanced in an irregular zig-zag

fashion towards the Palace, wildly tacking from side to side, like a

sailing vessel making way against an unfavourable wind so that the head

of the procession was often further from us at the end of one tack than

it had been at the end of the previous one.

Yet it was evident that all was being done under orders, for I noticed

that all eyes were fixed on the man who stood just under the window,

and to whom the Chancellor was continually whispering. This man held

his hat in one hand and a little green flag in the other: whenever he

waved the flag the procession advanced a little nearer, when he dipped

it they sidled a little farther off, and whenever he waved his hat they

all raised a hoarse cheer. “Hoo-roah!” they cried, carefully keeping

time with the hat as it bobbed up and down. “Hoo-roah! Noo! Consti!

Tooshun! Less! Bread! More! Taxes!”

“That’ll do, that’ll do!” the Chancellor whispered. “Let ’em rest a bit

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