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The BAD BOY AND HIS PA
THE JUVENILE CYCLONE PLAYS AN
OTHER PRANK.

THE JUVENILE CYCLONE PLAYS AN
OTHER PRANK.
The Boys Have n wild West "ShOW
The Old Gentleman Lnss0o- n
Cow and Gets Pulled Around.
"Wcll, how is my little angel without
wings, to day." asked the groccryman
of the bad boy, as he came in with red
paint sticking to his ears and blue paint
around his ears and nose. which looked
as though a feeble attempt had been made
to wash it off. while Il rooster feather
stuck through his hat. and Il bead moe
casin was on one foot and Il rubber shoe
on the other. 'Oh. | am all " hlshoo,"
| Bushoo. that is Indian. | nm on the war
path. and | am no angel this week.
This is my week off. 1t beats all. don't
it. how different a fellow feels at differ
| cnt times. For the last two weeks have
been so good that it madcmc fairly ache,
| since that Buffalo Bill show was here,
| with the Indians. and butTaloS. and COW
BOYS, and steers. | nm all broke up. We
have had the worst time over to our
house that ever was. You see. all OF us
bows in the ncighborhoOd wanted to have
Il Buffalo Bill show. and pa gave us per
mission to use the backyard. and he
said he would come out and help MS.
You know that Boston girl that was
visiting at our house. with the glasses on3
| Well. she went home the next day. She
saws this climate is too wild for her. You
see. VIC boys all fixed up like Indians.
and we laid for some II to come out OF
the house. to scalp. the way they do IN Il
show. We heard j rustic of female gar
mcntS. and we all hid. and when the Bos-
ton girl came ont to pick some panslcs IN
! mas tlowcr-bcd. we captured her. We
yelled 'yip-yip' and took hold of one OF
her hands and nv chum took hold of the
other, her bangs raised right up, and her
GLASSES fell off and she said oh, you how
wild things Wctook her t IL lair in the
hen house and tied her to the rain water
conductor that came down to the corner
of the barn. and then We danced Il war
dance around her, and yelled 'ki-yi, I'M
til she pcrSpircd. ! took my tomahawk
and lifted her hair and hung it on the
chicken rooSt, and then | made Il speech
to her in Indian. said, The pale face
maiden from the rising sun is IN the
hands of the Apaches, and they ,yearn for
gore. Her brothers and fathers and I'M
Giles. the Indian agents. have robbed the
childacn of the forest Of their army blan-
kcts and canned lobster. and the red man
must be avcngcd. But we will not harm
the pretty white maiden, except to burn
her to the stake. What has she to say:
Will she give the red mar taify. or will
she burn!' Just then pa came out with Il
ciStrrn pole. and he rescued the white
maiden, and said we mustn't be so rough.
Then the girl said she would give us all
the talfv we wanted, and she went in and
she and ma watched us from the back
window. PA he watched us rob a coach,
and he said it was first rate. Tho man
that collects the ashes from the alley,
with Il horse and wagon, he had Just load
ed up, and got OF the wagon. when two
of my Indians took the horse by the bits,
and four of us mounted the wagon and
robbed the driver of Il clay pipe Il
pocket-comb. and a knife, but he saved
his ashes by promising nevcrt to reveal the
names of the robbers. Pa Just laughed,
when we gave the ash man back his knife
and things, and said he hadn't had so
much fun in a long time. Then we were
going to lasso Il wild Texas steer, and
ride it. the way they did in the show,
and pa said that was where he came in
handy. lie said he could throw a )asso
Just like Il cowboy. We got my chumIs
pas cow out of the barn, and drove her
up the alley, and pa stood there with a
clothes line, with a big moose in the end
and headed off the COW and threw the
lasSo. Well, you'd died to see pa sweep
things out of the alley with his pants.
The cow was sort of scared when we drove
her up the alley, cause ! guess she
thought it was time she was MIXED. and
when pa stepped out behind the barrel and
throwcd the rope around her neck. ]
guess she thought it was all day with
her. for she turned and gallopcd, and
kicked up and bcllcrcd, and pa did not
know enough to let 60 the rope. First pa
followed the COW down the alley sitting
down, and about Il buShcl of ashes got
up his trousers legs, and the tomato cans,
and old oyster cans flew around like a
cyclone was blowing. Us Injins climbed
up on the fences to get out OF the way,
and that scared the COW more, and she
snatchcd pa along too quick. yelled
to pa to let go of the rope, and just as
the COW drawcd him under a wagon he
let 60, and the COW took the clothes line
home. PA got up and shook the ashes
out of his trousers legs and picked up
Il piece of board and started back. o
never saw a tribe of Indians get scared so
as we did. AS / went in the hen coop
and got under a barrel | heard pa say
That busts up the Buffalo Bill business.
No more wild western steer lassoing for
your uncle Ike Well, no ont was to
blame but pa. He thinks he can do
everything, and when he tries and gets
tangled, he lays it to me. We went out
on the street with our tomahawks, when
pa went in to brush himself, and dis
banded. and went on to our reservation,
and peace reigns again, and the Boston
girl has gone home with an idea that we
arc all hcathcns out west
II should think your pa would learn.
after awhile. that he is too old to fool
around as he did when he was Il boy"
said the grocery man, as he got away
from the boy for fear he would be
scalpcd.-I}ck's Sun.