on the right stirrup foot and gleaming in
the sun.

``A goodly array!'' murmured the
Hon. Sam.

A crowd of small boys gathered at the
fence below, and I observed the Hon.
Sam's pockets bulging with peanuts.

``Largesse!'' I suggested.

``Good!'' he said, and rising he
shouted:

``Largessy! largessy!'' scattering
peanuts by the handful among the scrambling
urchins.

Down wound the knights behind the
back stand of the base-ball field, and then,
single file, in front of the nobles and ladies,
before whom they drew up and faced,
saluting with inverted spears.

The Hon. Sam arose--his truncheon a
hickory stick--and in a stentorian voice
asked the names of the doughty knights
who were there to win glory for themselves
and the favor of fair women.