The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1899-11-26

And the Mischief 1t Made With Old
Krank and TiPpy and Others.
By ?. Y. Biack)

By T. Y. Biack)
Tippy whistled cheerfuliy and rang the
elevator bell about twelve times in rapid
succession, as is his usual merry morn
ing recrea ton. The indicator showed that
the elevator was coming down, anyway.
but that did not matter at ell TO Tippy,
and as the elevator man never paid any
attention TO the bell on principle he was
not hurt and Tippy was a fat boy. whose
calves and beuehcent smile We're per-
petual source Of qualification TO his num-
erous friends.
say" said Tippy to the elevator man
as he stepped aboard, tomorrow 5
Thanksgiving"
Il know H." said the elevator man.
knocking his young friends cap off. You
amt the only calendar Tell me some
thing new"
Mother and mes going to have rare
Thanks giving time anyhow said Tippy
In his wonted beaming and confidential
manner.
That's good" said his friend. who was
aware of Tippys mothers domestic diff
cuties from Tippys innocent condolences
as well as from the chronic patchery Of
Tippy's clothes. That's good. Any mill
lionaire happen to remember ne was your
long host uncle2"
"G'way. said Tippy. odd Krank amt
so awful cranky, you see, an he's going
TO raise my pay, he is. I'm going TO get
s. week now. Now, that aln't all,
neither. Mr.. Trip he's been chuckin
quarters al me all the week, and chuckin'
like he was crazy. an Miss Duck, she's
been givin' me dimes every time / gives
her a message. an Mr.. Trips been sendin'
a heap of messages to her desk, an she
don't chuckie. but she's been smhin like
like the woman on the billboards, only
sweeter, see? Say, l guess they must like
me awful much, don't your
You're in luck, and you deserve it,
Tippy," said the elevator man, and affec-
tionately punched the boys rib till he
squealed. IF your mother smoked, I'd
give you a cigar for her, but you're too
young, so III nave to smoke IL myself"
Tippy reached his floor and whistled
himself successfully into old FRANKS Of
fees, and whistled himself with equal sue
cess through what preparations he had to
make for he comfort of the other work.
ers. Then Miss Duck, the typewriter,
came in, and Tippy stopped whistlng TO
beam on her the brightest of welcomes.
Good morning, Tippy." said Miss Duck
Everything lovely as usual-not a speck
OF dust on my typewriter. What a SPLEEN
did Office boy you are. Tlppy. / really
THINK you deserve some candy-no cigar
cite, mind"
Nom" said Tippy. pocketing a dime,
with as graceful a hop of delight as his
l. n,
ana he whispered TO himself, there's the
cranberry sauce-wow!'
Mr.. Trip came In, his eyes shining.
Good morning, Ma-Miss Duck! Love
ly morning. isn't it? How beau-how well
you look! Oh! I'm so sorry; didn't mean
70 SOU and the murmurs which Tippy
did not hear completed the sentence.
There amt no girl on the billboards
could beat that smile, NOR have the cheeks
like that" unused Tippy. enveloping the
Two In the sunlight of one large benevo-
lent smile
" Morning, Tippy" cried Mr.. Tip, ehak
log the boys hand most enthusiastically
Jolly looking, as usual. Tippy, run and
get me the Gazette. and get something for
yourself with The change"
Say" thought Tippy as he dashed for
the elevator, IF this hooray only lasts.
mother an me won't look at chickens,
wen have a real turkey, we winp'
When he got back the awful Mr.. Krank
had himself arrived, and ne was in a
terrible temper. He was sAnding over
a cage, and Mr. Trip was standing over
the cage, and Miss Duck was standing
over " cage and Tippy thought the sill
1iation looked as if he had better stand
over the cage, too. He did 50, and the
moment he did 50 forgot himself 50 far as
TO whistle very loud, a thing which old
Krank detested. The boy could not help
II, for in the cage was the hveliest, most
human-faced, smartest little monkey Of
all the monkey creation.
Stop that whistling, you, boy" yelled
Mr. Krank
please refrain from whistling while in
the office" said Mir Trip in his badge of
Office manner.
please don't whistle. Tippy-it makes
me nervous" said Miss Duck planuvely.
Yes, sir; yes, sir; yes, mm I forgot"
said Tippy, and gazed Open-mouthed at
The monkey which was smaller than the
smallest monkey an organ grinder ever
tormented with a long string.
"A most idiotic thing 10 send a man like
me-" cried Mr.. Krank. "A monkey-a
blue-faced monkey--a monkey with a tail
too Absurd; slllyr
The tail does look rather silly" said
Mr.. Trip, refiectively.
Il refer to the present Itself, sir" howl
ed old Krank. III IL were not Jack who
sent "a from Manila, ibid cut the
beasts thr--'
"Oh. please don't. Mr. Kranks" cried
the pretty. shuddering Miss Duck. your
son would be go vexed. after sending 1t
all the way from the Philippines"
Il suppose Jack would" sai ii old Krank
in perplexlty. and he's a good boy. and
a good soldier, and his mother wouldn' I
like il, although it might make a good
Thanksgiving dinner for some poor per-
son. I've read that people eat monkeys.
Tippy. would"
"Nawg cried Tippy jumping back.
"Oh, please don't. Mr.. Krank," cried
Miss Duck, shuddering 50 much that she
shu6dered quite close to Mr.. Trip.
He says" said Mr.. Krank. ut needs
attention. Now, wherf to attend to it.
] should ike 10 know. And II needs spe-
cial foo3' Delmonico's, I suppose, and
hi theFe! Let him out! Burst open
the cage Jack says not TO keep him con-
fined, or hell go mad, when his bites
Tippy, lee9the beast Quit win not have
mad monkeys frightening away my ell
ents,''
No order could have pleased Tippy bet
ter. In minute he had the cage open,
while Mr. Krank retreated TO the door
OF the inner office. and Mr.. Trip pro-