Richmond planet. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1883-1938, 1900-02-10
NO SMART GIRL YARNS
How Proud Father Was Taken
Absck by an Up.ympathetic
Companion.


A man with q characterless mouth
and sappy expression boarded down.
town Fourteenth street car with man
with an iron jaw and lucid eye.
swell, sir" said the man with the
uncertain face, as soon as they were
seated. shat little girl OF mine is the
greatest"
Certainly, I think we ought to hang
onto EN-" interrupted the irm-jawed
man. What did we cough up SIC, ooo,-
900 for 'em for?"
The man with the indeterminate
couDtenance looked puzzled.
'I guess you didn't catch me right"
he said, after pause. al was going to
tell you funny thing that little girl of
mine said this"
well, I don't think it1l make much
difference whether congress passes an
other financial bill or not" said the
strong-faced man, calmly. "Country's
getting along all right as things are
right now. The more they tinker with
the money question the more of mud
die there'n be-"
"Er-yes; that's So" replied the man
with the receding chin. 'But this lit
tie six-year-old girl o. mine is the
brightest"
eyes, I think the prospect for con-
tinuance of good times looks pretty
bright" was the reply. 1--WE won't read
OF half so many cases of distress during
this winter as we did last winter and
a couple of winters before"
ch a.
breakfast table this morning" pursued
the father OF the phenomenal young
one, 'Bhe looked at the buckwheat
cakes on the table and"
snow you hit me where Hve," said
the square-jawed man. Don't think
1 could put in the cold season without
buckwheat cakes for breakfast. What
kind do you use at home-fhe old-fash-
toned buckwheat or this new-fangled
self-raising kindf"
"Er-I don't know what kind my wife
prefers. Anyhow, as soon Ms my little
girl saw the buckwheats She"
well, for my part prefer the old
fashioned things. like any old thing.
Friend of mine brought me bottle of
2o-year-old Bourbon from Kentucky the
other day. Finest tang to 1t ever
tasted"
THAT SOP" weakly inquired the par
emit of the extraordinary little girl.
well, she looked at those buclCwheat
cakes solemnly for minute, and"
"I think Jeffries'n knock the nose of
OF him-that's my honest opinion"
said the man with the countenance de-
noting strength. "Fact is, believe that
California boiler-maker could have put
up a pretty stiff argument with John
L. when John was in his prime"
and then she looked first at her
mother and then at me, and then she
pointed at the cakes, and"
Talking about pointing, my friend
Jim Pothunter's got the finest pointer
dog that I've seen in a month o. Sun
days. It's foxy bird that gets away
from that dog"
Look a-here," said the man with the
vapid physiognomy, 81 wasn't talking
about any
well, here's where I fall off," COM
placently remarked the square-jawed
man. stepping onto the running board.
"S1ong. Be good"
ANY man." growled the firm-jawed
man, in his mustache, as he swung
along toward his Office, who thinks
he's a-going to shoot yarns concerning
the corruscating brilliance of his kids
into me while I'm trying to get some
comfort out o. my after-breakfastc cigar
has got to heave me into subterrare-
Gus donjon, keep and buck and gag me,
and that's no pianissimo pipe-fantasyi"
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