By chance, they met on the electrics a friend of the Beauteous Maiden’s, a moving-picture friend, her leading man, in fact. He seemed very, very glad to see the Beauteous Maiden. After being introduced to Wendell, he sat down on the other side of the Beauteous Maiden, and began to talk to her very low and earnestly. The Beauteous Maiden was evidently uncomfortable. She kept turning around and trying to include Wendell in the conversation, and she laughed a good deal at whatever the young man was saying, and tried to make light of what was apparently2 to him a serious matter.{109}
Now Wendell had the Cap of Thought in his pocket, and as he couldn’t hear one word that the young man was saying and the Beauteous Maiden evidently didn’t wish him to be left out, he took out the Magic Cap and slipped it on under his own cap as a convenience.
Around him rose the confused babble3 of many thoughts; but to his utmost amazement4, close beside him was a sound of sobbing5, of heart-breaking sobbing, although the Beauteous Maiden was laughing gayly.
And what was she thinking? “Oh, my dear Deliverer, I must marry you when you grow up. The Deliverer always expects it. And never, never, shall I let you suspect that this young man who plays my leading parts is the only man in the world for me, that I love him as maiden never loved before. No, though his heart and mine shall break, I shall uphold the traditions of all fairy tales and marry you according to the book.”
An old gentleman, reading his paper across the aisle6, received a great shock at this moment. His paper was suddenly dashed from his hand by a boy’s cap, which descended7 suddenly from above. It was Wendell’s cap,—not the magic one,—and he had thrown it in the air with a sudden “Hurrah!” as he heard what the Beauteous Maiden was thinking.
After he had picked up the old gentleman’s paper and apologized, he pulled at the sleeve of the Beauteous Maiden and said,
“Listen here a minute. I heard what you thought.{110}”
“What do you mean?” asked the Maiden.
“I have on the Cap of Thought,” said Wendell.
“Why, so you have,” said she.
“And I wish you wouldn’t feel so bad,” he went on. “You can marry the young man just as well as not. I don’t want you to wait for me. By the time I’m grown up, I may like some other girl better. Anyway, you just needn’t consider me. Suit yourself entirely8.”
“Do you mean that? Really?” she asked.
“I certainly do,” said Wendell fervently9.
“Oh, how perfectly10 wonderful!” she cried; and then Wendell took off his Cap of Thought, for her thoughts of the young man grew so enthusiastic that Wendell was rather bored by listening in.
“Well, that’s well over,” he said to himself gayly “And I’m certainly coming out of this adventure all to the good. There’s the Pixie doing my fractions for me. There’s the Cloak of Darkness and the Cap of Thought whenever I want to do a little sleuthing, and there’s the Magic Book for all-’round enchantment11. I certainly am in luck.”
At Park Street he said good-bye to the grateful Beauteous Maiden and her leading man and started along Joy Street for home, with a light-heartedness that he had not known for days. He turned into his own street and there was Sammy Davis, shinnying up a street lamp.
“Hi, Sam!” he called. “Come on over.” He suddenly realized that he had lost track of Sammy lately, with so many magic tasks on foot.
“Come on in, Sam,” he said. “I’ve got something to show you.{111}”
Sam came in.
“It’s up in my room,” said Wendell. “Come on up.”
Once there, Wendell brought out the Cloak of Darkness.
“Is that all?” asked Sammy.
“That’s enough, I guess,” said Wendell. “You just wait.”
He threw the Cloak around his shoulders. Sammy stared open-mouthed. He gazed around the room, then started up in fright and rushed to the open window.
“Here I am,” cried Wendell, and stood there grinning, visible once more.
While Sammy still stood staring, Wendell pulled the Cloak around himself again, and laughed outright12 at Sammy’s face. Then he came into sight again and asked generously,
“Want to try it yourself?”
Of course Sammy wanted to; and the boys took turns being “it” in a novel kind of blind-man’s-buff, which was a great deal more fun to Wendell than when he had played the same game with the Giant.
After that, Wendell brought out the Cap of Thought and adjusted it to his head. “Now think of something, Sammy,” he said.
“Think of what?” asked Sammy, his mind immediately becoming a perfect blank, as Wendell could feel.
“Oh, say a verse,” suggested Wendell. “That’s right:—‘Listen, my children, and you shall hear Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere13.{112}’”
“Gee, Wendell! How do you do it?” asked Sammy in bewilderment.
“Try it again,” said Wendell. “I get you. ‘The breaking waves dashed high On a stern and rockbound coast.’”
“I know something,” said Sammy. “You hold on a minute. I got you stung this time.”
Sure enough! Though Wendell could get the sounds perfectly, they were too unfamiliar14 for him to repeat.
“I can’t say it,” he explained, “but I can hear it all right. It’s some foreign language. I’ll bet it’s Yiddish.”
“Yes, it is,” said Sammy. “Now let me try.”
So Wendell put the Cap on Sammy’s head and thought, “Sammy Davis, you’re a nut!” and Sammy grinned and enjoyed the joke on himself.
“Gee, Wendell!” said Sammy. “You certainly are in luck. You can go anywhere and find out anything. You are a lucky dog!”
“Yes sir!” said Wendell. “And I’ll never have to study again. I can just wear this Cap in school and when the teacher gives out a question, I’ll read the answer right in his mind, and say it right off. I’ll do that all through school and all through college, and then when I’m in business, I’ll put on the Cloak and go right into the offices of all the big business men, Rockefeller and Henry Ford15 and everybody, and wear the Cap and find out just what they are thinking and how they make their money, and I’ll make mine the same way.”
“Gee!” said Sammy again and could find no further speech.
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BEFORE THE BOYS’ TERRIFIED VISION STOOD A HORRIBLE DEMON16
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“And that isn’t all,” said Wendell. “Here’s the biggest thing yet.”
“What is it anyway?” demanded Sammy, looking suspiciously at the magic volume.
“A Book of Spells,” said Wendell impressively.
“Huh! A spelling book, eh?” echoed Sammy unenthusiastically.
“NO, no,” said Wendell. “Spells. Charms, you know. Enchantments17. Look here,” turning the pages: “‘HOW TO TURN BASE METALS INTO GOLD.’ ‘THE EASIEST WAY TO DISENCHANT A DUMB PRINCESS.’ ‘SOME TRIED METHODS FOR KILLING18 GIANTS.’”
“Hey! Lemme see,” cried Sammy. “Some book, I’ll say. ‘HOW TO PLACE A LOST RING IN A FISH’S MOUTH.’ What do you know! ‘HOW TO LOCATE THE PLACE WHERE TREASURE IS BURIED.’ Some book, I’ll tell the world! Say, some of this don’t make much sense, does it? ‘Abacadabra, alaka, balaka,—’” he spelled out a word or two.
A horrible odor filled the room,—like burnt scrambled19 eggs, thought Wendell. There floated before his eyes a dimness as of smoke. It took shape of an awful humanness, and took color as of white ashes. It slowly took on a dull glow, which brightened until before the boys’ terrified vision stood a horrible demon, angrily glowing a fiery20 red. He gave out heat like a kitchen stove on ironing-day, and the rug where he stood began to smoke.
“What are your commands?” he hissed21.
There were none. Both boys were through the{114} door and downstairs before he had finished the question. Sammy fled in terror before that frightful22 apparition23, and Wendell went to bring Sammy back,—but he didn’t think of that good reason till afterwards. Neither boy paused in flight till the street was reached.
“Did he have hoofs24 and a tail?” gasped25 Sammy.
They stared up at the top windows. A jet of flame shot up. The muslin window curtain was on fire.
“Fire!!!” yelled Sammy, dashing down the street to the alarm box. Wendell—this to his credit—ran back into the burning house and alarmed the family. Mrs. Bradford rushed for her jewels. Cousin Virginia, with great presence of mind, put in a fire call by telephone. Sammy’s alarm had already reached the fire station on Mt. Vernon Street. Almost as Virginia left the telephone, the clang of the engines was heard, and a line of firemen carried the hose upstairs, with their formula, “Is everybody out?” The servants rushed clamoring to the street. Virginia ran to help and reassure26 Mrs. Bradford, and Wendell followed the last fireman up to his room.
The smoke was so dense27 that at first he could see nothing. Then he saw that the stream of chemical had extinguished all the flames, and was now directed at a fiery pillar in a sort of human shape that glowed redly through the smoke. Wendell alone knew what it was. Little by little the angry glow faded to white ashes. Gradually it dimmed to floating smoke. The fire was out. The smoke cleared. The firemen with{115}drew. The family assembled to view the blackened walls, to sniff28 the depressing odor, as of a burnt-out district, to exclaim over the havoc29 and ruin wrought30 in those few minutes.
“How did it happen?” everyone asked, and
“I don’t know,” said Wendell helplessly. How could he explain?
“Wasn’t that Sammy Davis in here?” asked the cook. “You two boys were up to something, I know.”
His pretty room was a thing of the past—completely burnt out. The walls were black. A few charred31 rags had once been window curtains. A sodden32 rag underfoot was his rug. The closet was burned through. Blackened shreds33 of garments hung on the nails. Wendell’s desk was but charred timbers. His books were paper ashes.
“I know why Wendell looks so woe-begone!” said Cousin Virginia. “His school books are burned.”
“Don’t worry, dear,” said his mother. “Everything is covered by insurance. You wanted your room re-decorated, you know, and it is easy to replace the clothes and books.”
Ah, yes, but who could replace the Cloak of Darkness? Who could restore the Cap of Thought? What insurance would cover the Book of Spells? Wendell was doomed34 once more to the drudgery35 of other mortals, to learning his lessons like other boys, to plodding36 his toilsome way through college, to making his own business success, unaided by the great minds of the world’s financiers. No wonder he stood there glum37 and almost tearful amid the blackened ruins of his room and of his future.
Then suddenly, as he stood by the window, his eyes fell upon the street below and the crowd of neighbor boys still lingering about the scene of the fire, and upon the stone post that stood at the entrance to the court over the way. And his eyes brightened to something like happy anticipation38 as he said under his breath,
“Well, anyway, I have one wish left on the Wishing Stone.”
The End
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