"Julia, darling, you have saved the day, oh you are so clever,"
shouted father, joyfully embracing her; "but I say!" he exclaimed in
startled surprise, where on earth did you get this--er--trousseau? Do
you really think I shall need those?"
"Yes, indeed you shall, dearest, when you are going to court,"
replied mother. "Here you have everything needed except the silken
hose which you must buy."
"But you have a plenty of long-limbed stockings," said father,
wrinkling his brow.
"My good man, look here now!" answered mother, bristling, "well
enough you know that all my stockings are very old and holey!"
"Oh, darn them!" growled father testily.
"Wilhelm, do you wish the king to see my stockings then?" cried
mamma, angrily.
"But, my dear, you know that he can't see, as he is stone-blind,"
said father.
"So he is, Wilhelm, and for that very reason he could not find the
throne of England," snapped mother, "but never was he blind as you to
his queenly wife's unfashionable appearance, nor was he ever deaf to
her demands for something decent to wear!"
And mother, as always when it came to ultimate extremes, finally
gained her point, for father loved her dearly and dared not deny her.
On the following day arrived the king, for whose reception our
township had made grand preparations.
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