The next minute, much to the surprise of the little man, he saw the big box being deposited right in the middle of the floor of his shop. Mr. Poodle unscrewed the lid with trembling fingers. Inside, packed carefully, so it would not receive a single scratch, was the beautiful sign. With the sign also came a great parchment, signed and sealed with the Royal Arms. On this parchment were letters telling how Mr. Poodle had been made Toy Maker to the King.
While Mr. Poodle was folding up the papers and wrappings that had come about the sign, so as to put them all away neatly, a little envelope dropped to the floor. This likewise bore the Royal Seal, and when Mr. Poodle had it open, he found a very kind note from the Queen ordering ever and ever so many toys for the Prince. It also contained an invitation for Mr. Poodle to come and visit at the Castle, together with a kind message from the Prince. {164}
And now my story is at an end. I hope you will agree with me that Peter Poodle received what really was no more than he deserved, which, indeed, is but the very truth; for a finer little man it would be hard to find, as you surely would say could you know him as well as I do.
What became of Rolie Polie? Did the little clown make a good King? Did Helen go to visit the Prince? And did they ever return to Toyville?
Lucky those questions were asked so quickly, for the ink upon my pen was almost dry and I had drawn my chair to the fire for a little snooze before dinner.
Yes, Helen visited the Prince, and with Mr. Poodle the two made many more trips to Toyville, and to the Realm of Mother Goose. Of course, after the Prince had been away for so long a time the King and Queen wanted to have him in the Castle near them always, but bye and bye, when Mr. Poodle came with the toys the Queen had ordered, and brought Helen with him, the Queen very kindly gave her consent to another trip to Toyville.
Much to their surprise, upon again entering the Valley of Happiness, they found the Realm to be ruled not by Rolie Polie, but by King Hans the First, called by some King Hans the Happy, and by others Happy Hans. However, their surprise and wonder were soon dispelled by the Mayor, who told Mr. Poodle how, at the first meeting of the councillors following the departure of King Tommy and Queen Helen, it had been suggested that the name Rolie Polie, while being a fine one for a clown, really seemed too frivolous for a King, so by an act of Parliament it was changed to Hans the First. {165}
Mr. Poodle highly commended this action, and then asked if the rule of Hans the First had been a happy one.
The Mayor laughed merrily at that question. “Indeed it has,” said he; “but you may see for yourself, as the Court Historian has recorded it all in a big book.”