The record-union., 1899-12-25
A FILIPINO MONKEY.

Tippy whistled cheerfully, and rang
the elevator bell about twelve times in
rapid succession, as is his usual merry
morning recreation. The indicator
showed that the elevator was coming
down anyway, but that did not matter
at all to Tippy, and as the elevator man
never paid any attention to the bell on
principle, he was not hurt, and Tippy
was the happier for his exercise. Tippy
was a fat boy, whose calves and benefi-
cent smile We're a perpetual source Of
qualification to his numerous friends.
Say said Tippy to the elevator man
as he stepped aboard, 'to-morrow's
Christmas
Il know it," said the elevator man,
knocking his young friends cap off.
You amt the only calendar. Tell me
something new
Mother and mes going to have a
rare Christmas this time, anyhow"
and Tippy in his wonted beaming and
confidential manner.
That's good" said his friend, who
was aware of Tippy's mothers domestic
difficulties, from Tippy's innocent con-
fidences as well as from the chronic
patchery of Tippy's clothes. That's
good. Any millionaire happen to re-
member he was your long-lost uncle?"
''G'way," said Tippy. "Old Krank
amt so awful cranky, you see, an he's
going to raise my pay, he is. I'm go
ing to get So week now. Now, that
amt all, neither. Mr.. Tip he's been
chuckin' quarters at me all the week,
and chuckin' like he was crazy, an
Miss Duck, she's been givin me dimes
every time l give her a message, an
Mr.. Trips been sendin a heap of mes
sages to her desk an she don't chuckle
but she's been smiling like-like the wo-
man on the board bills, only sweeter,
see? Say, I guess they must like me
awful much, don't you?"
You're in luck, and you deserve it,
Tippy," said the elevator man, and af-
fectionately punched the boys ribs till
he squealed. IF your mother smoked,
I'd give you a cigar for her, but you're
too young, SO I'll have to smoke it my
self"
Tippy reached his floor and whistled
himself successfully into old Krank' S
Offices and whistled himself with equal
success through what preparations he
had to make for the comfort of the
other workers. Then Miss Duck, the
typewriter, came in, and Tippy stopped
whistling to beam on her the bright
est of welcomes. ,
Good morning, Tippy," said Miss
Duck Everything lovely as usual
not a speck of dust on my typewriter
What a splendid Office boy you are
Tippy. I really think you deserve some
candy-no cigarette, mind"
Nom said Tippy, pockteing a dime
with as graceful a hop of delight as
his avoirdupois would permit. ''No
m'm," and he whispered to himself
there's the cranberry sauce-wow!"
Mr.. Trip came in, his eyes shining.
Good morning, Ma-Miss Duck!
Lovely morning, isn't it? How beaut-
well you look. Oh! I'm so sorry
didn't mean to squ-' and muir
murs, which Tippy did not hear, COM
pleted the sentence.
There amt no girl on the billboards
could beat that smile, nor have cheeks
like that" unused Tippy, enveloping the
two in the sunlight of one large benevo-
lelt smile.
Morning, Tippy," cried Mr.. Trip
shaking the boys hand most enthu-
sastically. Jolly looking, as usual
Tippy, run and get me the Gazette,
and set 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 al
chickens: We'll have real turkey. We
VIII"
When he got back the awful Mr.
Krank had himself arrived. and he wa:
in terrible temper. He was standing
over cage, and Mr.. Trip was stand
ing over the cage, and Miss Duck was
standing over the cage, and Tippy
thought the situation looked as if ht
had better stand over the cage, too
He did so, and the moment he did 81
forgot himself so far as to whist,
very loud, a thing which old Kranl
detested. The boy could not help it