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Jong Thinkalot had not ruled over his new kingdom for more than a couple of days before my notions about kings and the kind of lives they led changed very considerably. I had thought that all that kings had to do was to sit on a throne and have people bow down before them several times a day. I now saw that a king can be the hardest-working man in the world--if he attends properly to his business.
From the moment that he got up, early in the morning, till the time he went to bed, late at night--seven days in the week--John Dolittle was busy, busy, busy. First of all there was the new town to be built. The village of Popsipetel had disappeared: the City of New Popsipetel must be made. With great care a place was chosen for it--and a very beautiful position it was, at the mouth of a large river. The shores of the island at this point formed a lovely wide bay where canoes--and ships too, if they should ever come--could lie peacefully at anchor without danger from storms.