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Young Muggins is a delightful and heartwarming short story that reveals Baroness Orczy's lighter, more humorous side. Set in Edwardian England, it follows the misadventures of an earnest but bumbling young man whose naivety and optimism often lead him into comic trouble. Though underestimated by those around him, Muggins's sincerity and good heart shine through, turning awkward situations into unexpectedly touching outcomes. With wit, warmth, and gentle satire, Orczy paints a portrait of everyday humanity that contrasts her more dramatic works. Young Muggins is a story about innocence, kindness, and the surprising strength found in simplicity — a small but memorable gem in her diverse collection of tales.
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Young Muggins
Young Muggins
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The Mugginses had owned the local carrier’s business between Ockley and Leith Hill for several generations, but “old” Muggins had never been much of a favourite. Very little was known of him except that he delivered parcels punctually and regularly.
Now, “young” Muggins had been quite another sort, and had been ready for a chat with anyone who was willing to listen to his wonderful tales. And “young” Muggins could spin yarns, and no mistake, of press-gang and buccaneering, of Nelson, or of Waterloo, for all the world as if he had seen everything with his own eyes.
“And we did rush at them, I can tell you,” he would say; “we saw Bony’s white charger straight before us, and heard the Iron Duke’s cheering voice ringing above the din of musketry and cannon, and I, in the foremost rank—”
At this point of the thrilling narrative Timothy Hooker, who kept the grocery store, remarked drily that the battle of Waterloo had been fought eighteen years ago, and that “young” Muggins, who was not twenty, must have been a very precocious soldier. But then Coldharbour and Ockley always had asserted that Timothy Hooker was jealous of “young” Muggins’ popularity, and his oracles were not always held to be infallible.
One day “young” Muggins was not in his accustomed place at the Abinger Hatch, nor was he there the next day, nor the day after that. Where he had gone to, no one could conjecture, and Mat Hookins remarked over his glass of ale: “I wonder now where be that young Muggins?” Then other matters cropped up, the death of Jane Kelsall’s cow, the fire at Upcher’s barn, and “young” Muggins was speedily forgotten.
One fine day a parcel addressed to “old” Muggins was handed to the old man by the Dorking carrier; the parcel was wrapped in a shabby brown coat; it had tiny feet and a fair, very curly head. It had come all the way from London, and did not seem altogether unexpected.
