Here, half hidden by the trees, he
amused himself by looking at the Record of Events.
"London's a great town, and no mistake," he said to himself; "but
let's see what the British are doing in South Africa to-day."
He turned the cylinder to "South Africa," and, opening the lid, at
once became interested. An English column, commanded by a brave but
stubborn officer, was surrounded by the Boer forces and fighting
desperately to avoid capture or annihilation.
"This would be interesting to King Edward," thought the boy. "Guess
I'll hunt him up and tell him about it."
A few steps away stood a policeman. Rob approached him and asked:
"Where's the king to-day?"
The officer looked at him with mingled surprise and suspicion.
"'Is Majesty is sojournin' at Marlb'ro 'Ouse, just now," was the
reply. "Per'aps you wants to make 'im a wissit," he continued, with
lofty sarcasm.
"That's it, exactly," said Rob. "I'm an American, and thought while I
was in London I'd drop in on His Royal Highness and say 'hello' to him."
The officer chuckled, as if much amused.
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