The Society Of Harpsichord Builders - Part Three

      People chatted and the highland dancers came in.  Somy passed around hors d'oeuvres, (Note:  these are appetizers) and while the piper was taking a few minutes well-earned rest, Somy sat down at the harpsichord and began picking out the right hand part of Loch Lomond, (a favourite of mine) all the while humming along to himself.  The Baron sat beside him and played along for fun in a sort of duet.
     Then Somy stood on the seat, cleared his throat and said, "No more alcohol, folks!  I don't believe in it and neither does Jesus!"
     "He used to," said the guests.
     "Well, he doesn't now, I think" said Somy hesitantly and sat down.  He played Hopscotch on the floor and then it was the end of the evening.  Grandma and Grandpa helped clean up and they all went to bed, Somy being left with a slice of toast and marmalade under his bed from the Baron in case he got snackish, he said, said the Baron.
     Next day, the Baron and Somy went outside to play golf on the grounds.  They came in, had lunch and continued reading stories about some of Somy's ancestors.  (I imagine the Baron would have a fabulous library of rare volumes says the author.) Somy nodded off.
     King Somerled, Somy's ancestor, stood in the sky over the Baron's castle.  The King led little Somerled across the sky back to Canada.  They talked about the golf game he'd just had.
     Somy awoke in his own bed after his night of slumbers.  He said his prayers, washed and did his homework with his brothers.  They had a blissful day together as a family telling them about his adventure, he says!
     "I want to be together as a family forever.  Can we get sealed together as a family in the Temple?"  asked Somy joyfully.
     They went to the Temple and were sealed together as a family and lived happily ever after and you can too children, if you tell your parents about this story.

THE END