parties," and to the number of actors, were in course of earnest and strenuous rehearsal.
"It's no good," said the President. "Both Daddy and Buster absolutely refuse to play Goliath. I am afraid we shall have to leave it out. I should look such an ass as David if you were Goliath; everybody would laugh at David being bigger than Goliath. . . . It does spoil the idea a bit, doesn't it?"
"What did Daddy and Buthter say?" asked the Vice.
"When I told Daddy he had been chosen by the Committee—that's you and me—for a part in David and Goliath, he said, 'I'm a proud and happy man this day. I am a bit of a David when I get hold of a catapult. It must be a catapult, though. I am a rotten slinger, partly perhaps because I have never slung. Or if you haven't a catapult, I daresay I am still fairly useful at roll, bowl, or pitch. . . . That's it. . . . Give me a good ripe mango or a custard-apple, say, and I'll get a bull's eye or an inner every time.' But when I told him that he was to be
