54 The Story of Scragg/es 



Now and again Fessor would take 

 me over to a neighbor's whom he called 

 " Friar Tuck." l He would say to me in 

 his funny way : " Now, Miss Scraggles, 

 I am the bold and daring Robin Hood. 

 You are a maiden who has fallen into 

 my hands, and you are going to marry 

 me, forsooth. Come along, and we will 

 hie ourselves away to Friar Tuck and 

 bid the jolly priest wed us!" Then 

 snap! would go his ringers. I would 

 run towards him, and he would pick 

 me up, and off we would go. 



I don't think the Tuck family 

 there were three of them, just as there 

 were three in our house cared very 

 much for me, though they used to say 

 I was a queer little bird. I did n't hop 



1 Note by the Fessor: My neighbor's name was 

 Tuck, and I meant no disrespect by calling him Friar 

 Tuck. 



