CHAPTER III.


A GLIMPSE OF THE KING

Yung Pak's earliest days were spent very much as are those of most
babies, whether they live in Korea or America. Eating and sleeping were
his chief occupations.

When he grew old enough to run about, his father employed for him a
servant, Kim Yong, whose business it was to see that no harm came to the
child. For several years the two were constantly together, even sleeping
in the same room at night.

Once when Yung Pak and his attendant were out for their daily walk their
attention was attracted by the sound of music in the distance.

"What is that music?" asked Yung Pak.

"That is the king's band. It must be that there is going to be a
procession," was Kim Yong's reply.

"Oh, I know what it is," said Yung Pak. "The king is going to the new
Temple of Ancestors. My father said the tablets on which the king's
forefathers' names are engraved are to be put in place to-day."

"Let us hurry so as to get into a place where we can have a good view of
the procession."