The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1898-10-09
YOUTHS DEPARTMENT.:

land. The Inn was crowded ana he had !
to take up his quarters with a family |
who occasionally rented out rooms A
circus and mcuagerie was giving exhibit |
tions in the city, and one night the big
gest monkey escaped from its cage and
skipped out. They instituted a search at
once, but the animal could not be found.
Well 1t happened that the family with
whom my cousin was stopping consisted
of father and mother and one son about
| 10 years old. The boy, whose name was
Mike, was regular limb. Always in mis-
! chief, and"
LAS 1 was saying" broke in Dick at this
| juncture, when / was about to leave the
! hospital, a man in the upper ward con-
! cluded to depart this world for better
! one. 1t happened about o'clock in the
! evening, and, as was usual in such cases,
the nurse on watch was supposed to get
several convalescent patients and a
stretcher and carry the body down TO
| little wooden house a hundred yards from
| the main building. The nurse, with whom
1 was on friendly terms, had an impor-
| tant case to attend TO just then and he
| asked me If 1 wouldn't take charge of the
stretcher party. Well we started down
! the yard, l leading the way with Ian
tern, and we finally reached the little
house. We entered, and"
Some people think they are the only
story telers in the group" remarked Bill
with mild sarcasm at that interesting
point. ITO tell good story with a point
to 1t is an art. Now, as was saying
this boy Mike would rather get into mis-
chief than eat a-what's the Irish for
potatto?'
"Spud," suggested TIod.
Murphy" said Stump.
"Well, it's immaterial. Anyway, the
boy was full of mischief The night the
| monk got away he had been sent to bed
| Of q
ed He slept in little room at the head
of the stairs leading TO the second story.
His window opened on a lean-to shed and,
as 1t was a warm evening, the sash was
raised Shortly after the youngster got
to bed, something slipped over the back
fence and after prowling about the yard
for a moment, climbed upon the shed and
through the window into the room where
Mike was just in the act of falling asleep.
The thing, which was about the young
ster's size, crept OVER the floor toward the
bed, and then, with a spring, landed
squarely upon"
Some people use more wind In telling
a story than would fill a maintopmast"
drawled Dick. There's nothing like get
ting at your subject. Now, when we reach
ed the little wooden house we en-
tered and after accomplishing our ervand
started back to the main building While
on the way II suddenly occurred to me
that had forgotten to close the door be-
| tween the two rooms of which the house
was composed. There was an open win
dow In the front room, and there was no
; telling what might get in 1 told the fell
lows to go on and tasked back to the
little house. l still carried the lantern,
but just as / reached the door, 1t went
out. l tell you, l felt like letting the
whole thing go, but I didn't want to get
the nurse into trouble. So I unlocked the
) front door, opened 1t and, Great Scott!
saw"
There's everything in choosing a sub
ject when you want to tell a good story, "
l calmly interrupted Bill. This story am
t trying to tell has laugh in it. You don't
have to keep your hair down with both
hands and feel the cold chills playing tag
up and down your spinal column, like you
| have to do when some people are trying
to yarn. Well, when the thing that crept
through the window landed on the bed,
Mike let out a yell that could have been
2 heard in Dublin. 'Ow-w-wp he whooped
scrambling 10 the floor. He caught one
: sight of the visitor, and then made a dash
for the window and slid clear to the
! ground, leaving pieces of shirt and his
epidermis on every nail on the shed roof.
, The noise he made reused the father and
mother below, and the latter started for
the stair. THAT bye II be the death av
me yet,' she complained. I'll
, go up and give him a slap She
l lost no time in reaching the little room,
and when she entered she saw the bed
| with what she thought was Mike under
: the clothes. Mike, We rascal she ex-
claimed, turn down the sheet this min
; ute It's mesilf ASH tache We to raise
a noise al this time o night. For shame,
We spalpane! What, We won't obey your
own mother? I'll show ye! Take that!
7 She brought her hand down upon the fig
ure outlined under the sheet with a re-
sounding whack. The next second the
: thing leaped from the bed squarely into
her arms Wow Murther Mike, what
4 have We been doing she howled, adding
at the top of her voice: Patrick, Pat
} rick come quick! The bye has got hold
of your hair restorer$ He's all covered
with hair and he's gone daft. Murtherr
| With that the father made for the stairs
as fast as his legs could carry him. just
as he got to the top"
THE sight 1 saw when I opened the
outer door of the little house, almost
D knocked me silly" broke in Dick rather
excitedly. There in the other room gleam-
l ed"
when Patrick reached the second
D floor" interrupted Bill, raising his voice
"he felt something strike him fun in the
( chest; then two hairy arms clasped him
about the throat, and"
ain the other room cleaned two"
4 "Oh give a fellow shance, will your?
cried Bill. you want the whole floor
What do you think"
"Sh-h-! here comes the executive Off.
d cert" hastily whispered Stump. We've
made too much racket. Let's go into the
| after wheel-house."
1--WE must be quiet about IT," spoke ur
{ the kid" warnngly. Outlets is chas
ing around tonight, and If he catche:
e US in there he'll raise cain"
l "All right" replied Bill. "And I'll fnisi
that story II / have to stay up all night
3 Same here" retorted Dick. with evi
= dent determination Come on"
And we all followed the twain.
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