This quaint and gaudy spectacle so wrought upon the rejoicing people, that

Their acclamations utterly smothered the small voice of the child whose

Business it was to explain the thing in eulogistic rhymes. But Tom Canty was

Not sorry; for this loyal uproar was sweeter music to him than any poetry, no

Matter what its quality might be. Whithersoever Tom turned his happy young

face, the people recognized the exactness of his effigy's likeness to himself, the

Flesh-and-blood counterpart; and new whirlwinds of applause burst forth.

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The great pageant moved on, and still on, under one triumphal arch after

Another, and past a bewildering succession of spectacular and symbolical

Tableaux, each of which typified and exalted some virtue, or talent, or merit,

of the little king's. 'Throughout the whole of Cheapside, from every penthouse

And window, hung banners and streamers; and the richest carpets, stuffs, and

Cloth-of-gold tapestried the streets — specimens of the great wealth of the

Stores within; and the splendor of this thoroughfare was equaled in the other

streets, and in some even surpassed.'

'And all these wonders and these marvels are to welcome me — me!'

Murmured Tom Canty.

The mock king's cheeks were flushed with excitement, his eyes were flashing,