BLIND MAN'S BUFF.
Billy made an early start the next morning so that he could get away
from the desert before the sun rose to its full height. And indeed the
pink had just begun to appear in the East when he looked below him and
saw once more trees and grass and streams of water.
"Thank goodness, I am clear of the burning desert at last," he said to
himself--"Ugh!! though, here I am falling, and I know I'll be drenched
passing through that cloud."
"Plump--squash," and he was in the cloud, "there--it wasn't so bad
after all. Why there's Honey Girl's Palanquin." Sure enough he had
alighted within a few feet of Honey Girl, General Merchandise and the
Bee Soldiers all sound asleep.
"Who--o, who--o--who--o goes there?" cried a large owl, perched on the
limb of a tree above the sleepers' heads.
"I'm not going, I'm coming," said Billy.
"Who--o--o--who--o--o--who--o--o are you?"
"Billy Bounce."
"That's not the right answer," cried General Merchandise, jumping to
his feet, "you must say, a friend."
"A friend then," answered Billy.
"Not a friend then or now--just say a friend," said the General.
"A friend."
"That's right--advance and give the what-you-may-call-it."
"The what?" asked Billy.
"The counter sign I mean."
"I don't know it."
"Well I suppose I'll have to tell you, seeing it's you--it's Bogie
Man," said the General.
"Bogie Man," repeated Billy.
"There, that's all over--now you may sit down."
"Thank you--but--but what has happened to the soldiers, they seem to
have lost their arms--have you had a battle?"
"Oh! no--" answered the General proudly, "that's my own idea, you've
read of soldiers before a battle sleeping on their arms, haven't you?"
"Yes."
"Well, every night our soldiers take off their arms and sleep on them;
of course, it was a little uncomfortable at first, but it's very
military."
"Yes, I suppose so," said Billy, dubiously, "but who is
that--a--gentleman up in the tree?"
"You mean the owl?"
"Yes-s, I thought he looked like an owl."
"That's our sentry--he does it very cheap by the night, because he says
he has to stay awake anyway, and he might as well stay awake here and
get paid for it," answered the General.
"How is Princess Honey Girl?"
"Well--very well, in fact, but a little nervous; you see Bumbus and the
Scally Wags are on our trail and she feels uneasy."
"Bumbus!" cried Billy.
"Yes--he is a renegade bee you know, and it makes him very bitter
against the Princess. You haven't seen anything of them lately, have
you?"
"No, I have not. But who are the Scally Wags?"
"Oh! they're terrible fellows. I can't tell you what they look like for
I've never seen them, but many a time I've read of their doings in 'The
Morning Bee.'"
"Good morning, Billy Bounce," said Honey Girl, opening the curtains of
her Palanquin. "General, isn't it time to sound the reveille?"
[Illustration: _The Bee Bugler._]
"Exactly, we must get our soldiers up bee-times," said the General,
saluting. "_Bugler._" Up jumped a little bee, saluted, plucked a
trumpet flower and gave the reveille.
"I can't get 'em up,
I can't get 'em up,
I can't get 'em up in the morning,
The Corporal's worse than the Private,
The Sergeant's worse than the Corporal,
The Lieutenant's worse than the Sergeant,
And the Captain's worse than them all."
And in a second the whole camp was buzzing with soldiers.
"There--how's that?" said the General proudly.
"Splendid," said Billy--then turning to the Princess, "I have thought
of you many, many times since I last saw you, Princess Honey Girl."
"And I have thought of you, Billy Bounce: perhaps some day when this
cruel war is over you can visit my Aunt and myself in the Bee Palace,"
said the Princess.
"Perhaps," said Billy, "and I don't believe that time is far distant,
for when I once find Bogie Man I shall----"
"Buzz-z-z--There they are--There they are," called a voice--and looking
up and away to the East Billy saw Bumbus and several objects that he
knew at once for Scally Wags.
"Princess, you must leave at once," he cried.
"Right again," said the General. "We can outfly them--Company,
'Tenshun!!!--fix stings--carry Palanquin--forward--fly!" and up and off
went the whole company, the Princess waving good-bye to Billy.
Indeed he was so intent on watching her and waving to her that when he
did come to himself and realized that it was time he got away, it was
too late.
"Buzz-z-z--here's Billy Bounce," cried Bumbus, settling down at his
side.
"He-he-ho-ho, oh! what a joke," cried the Scally Wags in one voice,
tweaking his nose and his ears and pinching his legs.
And though the tweaks and the pinches hurt, Billy couldn't help
laughing at the funny little figures. Such great flapping ears, such
wide slits of mouths set in a continual grin, such long arms, such
round, funny little stomachs and such gay parti-colored clothes.
"Well, boy," said Bumbus, poking him in the ribs, "what are you
laughing at?"
"At your friends, the Scally Wags," said Billy.
"Bite him on the wrist," cried the head Scally Wag angrily.
"Bite me," laughed Billy, "why you haven't a full set of teeth between
you." And it was true, for there was only one tooth to a Scally Wag.
"Be quiet," said Bumbus, "I'm thinking! Where's that note Nickel Plate
gave you?"
Billy did not answer.
"Did you hear me?"
Billy nodded yes.
[Illustration: "_He-he-ho-ho, oh! what a joke," cried the Scally
Wags._--Page 82.]
"Then why don't you answer? Come, speak up," cried Bumbus in a temper.
"I thought you said to be quiet, that you wanted to think," said Billy,
looking very, very innocent.
"You'll pay for this," said Bumbus.
"What, the thought?" asked Billy. "You shouldn't sell it if it is the
only one you have, you'll probably need it some time."
"Gr-r-r-r-r-r-r, buz-z-z-z-z," was all that Bumbus could answer, he was
so angry.
"Leave him to me," said the head Scally Wag. "I'll joke him to death."
"Do your worst," said Bumbus, regaining his breath.
"No, I'll do my best. Here's a conundrum, little fat boy--but you
mustn't answer it correctly."
"Why not?" said Billy.
"Oh! that's against the rules of the game; no wag, not even a Scally
Wag expects his conundrums to be answered correctly."
"Why do you ask me then?"
"So that I can laugh at you for not knowing the answer."
"But that's nonsense," persisted Billy.
"Of course it is--we Scally Wags are all nonsense."
"Well, go ahead."
"What time will it be this time last week?"
"You mustn't say will it be, but was it."
"Have you ever heard this conundrum before?"
"No," said Billy.
"Well, you see I have--it's my conundrum and I guess _I_ know what I
ought to say."
"Then it will be the same time that it is now," answered Billy.
"Wrong--wrong again," said the head Scally Wag. "It will be a week
earlier."
"Ha-ha-ho-ho-he-he, oh! what a joke," cried the Scally Wags again,
tweaking, pinching and punching Billy.
"If you do that again I'll pitch into you," cried Billy angrily.
"There, that will do," interrupted Bumbus; then hummed,
"Boys delight to bark and bite,
It is their nature to,
But every cat has many lives
And thereby hangs a tale."
"But that doesn't rhyme," said Billy.
"Of course not--why should it?" asked Bumbus.
"Wasn't it meant for a poem?"
"Certainly not; it was meant for the truth."
"But it's not the truth."
"I didn't say it was the truth," said Bumbus.
"You just said it was meant for the truth," said Billy.
"Yes, _meant_ for the truth--it was just an imitation, so there's no
more truth than poetry in it."
"It's my turn now," said the Head Scally Wag. "We couldn't joke him to
death, so lets tickle him into little bits."
"Oh, don't!" cried Billy; "I'm ticklish."
"So much the better," said Bumbus. "But if you will give up the note
we'll let you go."
"I can't do that," said Billy decidedly, "I've got to carry that to
Bogie Man."
"Come on," cried the Scally Wags, and they swarmed over Billy digging
their fingers in the spots where he should have been ticklish. But of
course they didn't know that he had on his air suit, and the more they
tickled the more serious Billy looked.
"No use," said the head Scally Wag, sinking down on the ground
exhausted. "We would need a sledge-hammer to tickle that boy."
"Give him laughing gas," suggested Bumbus.
"Just the thing," cried the Scally Wags.
"Wait a minute," said Billy, "just let me have one little game before
you give me the gas."
"As a last request?" asked Bumbus.
"Yes."
"Well what is it? speak quickly, for time is short and life is long you
know."
"I want to play a game of blind man's buff," said Billy.
"That sounds reasonable," said Bumbus. "How do you play it?"
"First you must all tie your handkerchiefs over your eyes."
"Ha--ha--he--he--ho--ho--. Oh! what a joke," cried the Scally Wags, "we
all carry pocket handkerchiefs."
"And then?" said Bumbus.
"Then," said Billy, "you all try to catch me."
"Is that all?" asked Bumbus.
"Yes."
"What fun--ha--ha--he--he--ho--ho," said the Scally Wags, "what a game
to be sure."
Billy had some difficulty tying the handkerchiefs around the Scally
Wags' heads on account of their enormous ears, but finally they were
all blindfolded. Bumbus was tied up in a jiffy.
"Go," cried Billy, at the same time leaping into the air, and Bumbus
and the Scally Wags all made a rush for the spot where he had stood.
"I've got him--I've got him," cried all the Scally Wags, hanging on to
Bumbus. "I've got him," cried Bumbus, catching hold of a Scally Wag.
And Billy laughed aloud to see them scrambling and pushing and jostling
one another in their efforts to catch him.
Even when he was just a moving black speck on the horizon Bumbus and
the Scally Wags were still struggling.