The Press., 1893-11-02
(Hartford Courant.) A VISIT TO THE UNWISE MAN.
BY JOHN KENpR1oK BANGS.

noon as she and he were Swaying gently to and fro in the hammock, 'do you re- remember the little red house under the little oak tree? ?''
 "Yessum," whistled Whistlebinkie. .I mean yes -ma'am" he added.
 "And the Unwise Man who lived there? ?"
 "Yes, remember him pufickly," said Whistlebinkie. q think he knows less than any person I ever sawed" ..
 Mot sawed but saw, Whistlebinkie," said Mollie, who was very anxious that her rubber doll should speak correctly.
 ooh, yes !" cried Whistlebinkie. II think he sawed less than any man I ever knew-or rather-well-I guess you know what I mean, don't you?'
 "Yes, do," said Mollie, with smile. "But tell me, Whistlebinkie dear, wouldn't you like to go with me, and pay the Unwise Man visit?"
 "Has he sent you bill ?" asked Whistle binkie.
 "What for, pray ?'' queried Mollie, with glance of surprise at Whistlebinkie.
 ''Totell you that you owed him visit, of course," said Whistlebinkie. "There isn't any use of our paying him anything unless we owe him something."
 ooh, I see ID said Mollie. "No, we don't owe one, but think we'd enjoy our selves very much, if we made him one."
 "All right, let's," said Whistlebinkie. "What'l we make it of? Worsted or pasteboard ?"
 "Whistlebinkie," observed Mollie, se- verely, you are almost as absured as the old man. The idea of making visit out of worsted or paste board! Come along. Stop your joking and let us start" The rubber doll was quite willing to agree to this, and off they started. In 8 very little while they were down under the spreading branches of the great oak tree, but singular to relate the little red house that had stood there the last time 1 they had called was not to be seen. "Dear me !'' cried Mollie, 'what can have become of it, do you suppose, Whistlebinkie ?" .:s. "I give it up," said the rubber doll, scratching his hat so that he could think more easily. Haven't an idea-unless the old man discovered that it's roof was made of strawberry icing and ate it up." "Ho! ho! ho !'' laughed some one from behind them.
 Mollie and Whistlebinkie turned quick  ly and 10 and behold, directly behind them stood the little Unwise Man himself, try ing to dig the oak tree up by the roots with teaspoon he held in his hand.
 "The idea of my eating up my house Hoh! What nonsense. Hoh!" he said, as the visitors turned.
 "Well, what has become of 1t ?" asked Mollie.
 five moved it, that's what" said the Unwise Man. 1T couldn't get any apples on this oak tree so I moved my house over under the willow tree down by the brook"
 "But you can't get apples on a willow tree, either, can you ?" asked Mollie.
 "I don't know" said the Unwise Man. s'I haven't lived there long enough to find out, but can try, and that's all anybody can do.''
 | "And what are you doing with that tea spoon ?" asked Whistlebinkie. I'm digging up this oak tree," said the Unwise Man. II want to get the acorn it grew out of. I'm very fond of acorns, but Pm afraid to eat them, unless the tree that's in lem has grown out. You see don't want to swallow an acorn and have great big tree like that grow up in me-"
 | Whistlebinkie said he thought that was very good idea, because there could not be any doubt that it would be extremely awkward for any man, wise or unwise, to have an oak tree sprouting up inside oi him.
 | "What are you so anxious to know about my house for?" asked the Unsage suddenly stopping short in his work with the teaspoon.
 "Whistlebinkie and have come down l
 "Well now really ?" said the Unwise Man, rising and dropping the teaspoon "That's too bad, isn't it? Here you've come all this way to see me and am out I shall be so disappointed when 1 get home and find that you have been there and am not there to see you. Dear! Dear how full of dissapointments this world is You couldn't come again last night could you?'
 "Not very well,' said Whistlebinkie ''Mollies father doesn't like it, if we turn the clock back"
 "Dear me that's too bad, too! My y said the old fellow, with look of real sadness on his face. "What dissapoint. ment, to be sure. You call and find me out! I do wish there was some way to arrange it, so that might be at home when you call. You can't think of any can you Miss Whistlebinkie? Perhaps now that you know we are coming" said Mollie, who, while her last name was not I Whistfebinkie did not think it necessary to pay any attention to the old mans l mistake, which amused her very much, "perhaps now that you know we are com ing you might run ahead and be there when we arrive.
 s.That's the scheme!" said Whistlebin- l kie.
 "Yes, that's first rate plan," said the old man, nodding his head. "There's only one thing against it, perhaps" I "What's that ?" asked Whistlebinkie.
 "That don't know," replied the Un- wise Man, (which is very unfortunate, be- cause it may be serious. For instance, suppose the objection should turn out to be in the shape of policeman, who had a warrant to arrest me for throwing stones at any body's pet tiger. What could