THE TAILOR OF
GLOUCESTER

"I'll be at charges for a looking-glass;
And entertain a score or two of tailors."
[Richard III]

My Dear Freda:

Because you are fond of fairytales, and have been ill, I
have made you a story all for yourself--a new one that
nobody has read before.

And the queerest thing about it is--that I heard it in
Gloucestershire, and that it is true--at least about the
tailor, the waistcoat, and the
"No more twist!"
_Christmas_


In the time of swords and peri wigs
and full-skirted coats with flowered
lappets--when gentlemen wore
ruffles, and gold-laced waistcoats of
paduasoy and taffeta--there lived a
tailor in Gloucester.

He sat in the window of a little
shop in Westgate Street, cross-legged