Judge — February 26, 1916 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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certainly the dearest, cunningest, most affectionate little thing. No one could help adoring him. But you must try to keep up for Dick's sake. “Yes, the night must have seemed endless. I can just im- agine how you kept thinking of the cold and snow “At the police station? went right down of course? “You don’t mean it! He would have left him there all night! It does not scem possible. What did you say? “Of course he was compelled to go then. He could not very well let you go alone to a po- lice station at three o’clock in the morning. “And it was not Baby after all. What a blow! “And Dick said that! How were you to know it wasn’t Baby when he answered the description perfectly? Men are such brutes. Oh, I beg your pardon, Ethel; of course I don’t mean Dick in particular; just men. It is the way they are made, I suppose; they do not feel t sas women do. Now I knew the moment I heard your voice this morning that you were in some terrible trouble. “But Ethel, I have an idea; don’t you advertise? “You don’t mean that was ‘ad’ in the Times? Indeed I did ri it, and thought how someone, must be suffering, and there it was “No, only in the Times. take the Tribune, nor the the Journal. “Oh, yes, of course it is the reward they want, but I know you would not begrudge any amount. “What? Oh, certainly I will hold the wire. I would ring off entirely, but I do so want to know if it is someone with news from Baby. “Yes, Ethel, yes, 1 am holding the wire. Tell me the worst quick! “Oh, Ethel, you don’t mean it! Baby himself! How perfectly heavenly! You must be aimost too happy to live. Who brought him? “Well, of all things! next door all the time! “In the cellar? Climbed over the back fence while Nora talked to her policeman? The little rascal! Dick why NV? We do not World, nor And he was First seit what have you against the trolley line? poles, and the cars. I've run into four poles and been hit by five cars. “T should think he would be dirty, crawling around over the coal. “Well, when I had given him his bath, and his saucer of milk and his catnip, I should box his cars well. When a cat is pampered as Baby is, he should know enough to stay at home.’ -Mrs. M. E. Nichols. His Modest Position envy the men who manage the big hotels in the gloomily said the landlord of the Petunia tavern. as much as I can do to make a bluff at keeping the peace betwixt the little bunch of help I’ve got. Yesterday one of the two dining room girls said that the other one’s best feller had two left feet, and in less than no time them two ladies had flew to it with ketchup bottles and so forth. Just imagine the spritely function there would be in a hotel with seven hundred employees, all battling with ketchup bottles!” “Totes” His Limited Knowledge ONEY TALKS, you know, and——" “You may be right,’”” acknowledged the discouraged looking man. ‘‘I have not for a long time been able to get near enough to it to know whether it does or not. I sometimes see it in the distance making derisive gestures at me with its thumb to its nose, but that is about as far as my acquaintance with it goes.” POLEMICS Second motorist—Nothing but the comicbooks.com