curled more fiercely. Was he not on the Rajah's business today?
The whole city was in holiday dress to pay honor to the Rajah. Bright shawls hung from the windows and fluttered in the breeze. Rhamon could read the words on the big banners stretched across the houses: "Welcome to the great Rajah. Long life to the King." Even the earth roofs of the houses were newly dressed, for many of them were covered with fresh grass, and the scarlet tulips growing there blazed in the sunlight. Flags and colored handkerchiefs were waving everywhere and the air was filled with cheering.
The Chief of Police was very busy giving orders and Rhamon was very busy watching what was happening all around him. Suddenly he saw a wonderful sight. Strung high up across the river was the word WELCOME in huge letters. But the letters seemed to be moving! Then as his boat came closer, Rhamon saw that they were made of real boys clinging