"What's going on?"
asked Ham.
"Let's see," suggested Shem, but before they reached the gang-plank Mr.
Jonah appeared. On his legs were strapped a pair of stilts, which made him
at least eight feet high.
"I'm going to be the giant," he said with a laugh, bumping down the
gang-plank in a clumsy manner. "I say, Mrs. Noah, could you sew the legs
of an old pair of trousers on to mine, so the stilts won't show?"
"Of course I can," replied Mrs. Noah, bursting into laughter. "But I'm
afraid they won't match."
In due course of time Marjorie's circus dress was finished and the giant's
trousers lengthened, the upper part being blue and the lower part gray,
but perfectly satisfactory to the wearer.
Every one was now waiting impatiently for Capt. Noah when, suddenly, his
head appeared at one of the port holes. "Mother," he called, "where are my
white dress ties? I can't find them anywhere."
So Mrs. Noah laid down her work basket and went into the Ark to find them.
And in a few minutes Capt. Noah appeared in full dress, his silk hat upon
his head and a long whip in his hand.
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