The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-05-16

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said to Mrs. Drelmer, ''far enough of, OF
course. to let them COO, and TIL be back
with any people can pick up for .
cruise.,' 557
Trust me to contract the visual and
aurA inflrmttiess, Of the ideal chaperone,
was Mrs. DreImer.s cheerful response.
And II you should run across that poor
dear OF a husband of mine. tell him not
to slave himself to death for his thought
less butterfly Of a wife, who tolls not.
neither does she spin. Tell him, She
added, that I'm playing dragon to this
engaged couple. It will cheer up the poor
DEAR s s33sl y Il &
The city was a fiery furnace. But its
prisoners We're not exempt from its heat
like certain, holy ones of old. On the dock
where Percival and his mother landed was
a listless throng Of them, gasping for the
faint little breezes that now and then
blew in from the water. A worn woman
with unkempt hair, her waist flung open
at the neck. sat in a spot of shade, and
soothed baby already grown too weak
to be fretful. Mrs. Bines spoke to her,
while Percival bought a morning paper
from tiny neWsboy. who held his com
plete attire under one arm, his papers
under the other, and his pennies in his
mouth, keeping meantime a shifty side
glance on the policeman q block away,
who might be expected to interfere with
his contemplated plunge.
That poor souls been there all night
said Mrs. Bines. She's afraid her baby's
going to die; and vet she was so cheerful
and polite about it, and when gave her
some money the poor thing blushed. I told
her to bring the baby down to the floating
hospital tomorrow, but I nistrust It won t
be alive. sand-oh. there's an ambulance
backed. up to the sidewalk; see what the
matter is. - Ssl
AS Percival pushed thru the outer edge
OF the crowd "a battered wreck of a man
past middle age was being lifted into the
ambulance. His eyes were closed, his face
asdead, chalky white, and his body hung
limp. sss 81
| .Sunstroke? asked Percival.
The overworked ambulance surgeon.
who seemed himself to be in need Of help,
looked up. s.zl .. Il
Nope; this is a case of plain starvation.
I'm nearer sunstroke myself than he Is
not wink Of sleep for two nights now.
Fofty-tWo runs since yesterday at this
time. and the. bell still ringing. Gee! but
It's hot. This lad won't ever care about
the weather again, tho.'' he concluded,
Jumping on to the rear step and grasping
the rails on either side while the driver
GLANCED his gong and started off.
Was IT sunstroke?'' asked Mrs. Bines
Man with stomach trouble, answered
her son, shortly.
Ihey're so careless about what they
eat this hot weather. Mrs Bines began
as they walked toward q carriage; "a
sorts OF heavy foods and green fruit
Wei, II You must know, this one hae
been careless enough not to eat anything
at all He was starved
s"Oh, dear! What a place, here people
are starving and look at us! Why, W
wasted enough from breakfast to feed
small family. It Isn't right They never
would allow such q, thing in Montana City
Well, don't take your sociology too Sc
r1ously, Percival warned her, as II the,
reached the hotel. 'sBeing philanthropit
IS oney1ns an instinct l1ti1' just as selfish a.
any Of the others. "A little Of it is al
i right-but don't be slave to your pas
sions. And be careful Of your health
! In his mail at the HightoWer was note
from Mrs. Akemit:
New London, July 29th.
j You Dear Thoughtful Man: I'll be de
lighted, and the aunt. a worthy sister o
the dear bishop, has consented. She is al
actdulous maiden person with ultra-rit
ualistio tendencies. At present she i
strong on the reunion of Christendom
and holds that the ANGLICAN must be tn
unifying medium OF the two religious ex
trenes. So don't say ] didn't warn 70,
fairly. She will, however impart an al
Of Episcopalian propriety to that naught
yacht Of ething sadly needed
II am to believe the tales hear abou
Its little voyages to- nowhere in partic
ular."
!. Babe sends her love, and says to te
Uncle PercibaP that the ocean tastes al
nassy.' She stood upon the beach yester
day after making this discovery involun
tarily, and prescribed it with one mag
nificent wave Of her hand and brie
; exclamation of disgust-turned her bac
disrespectfully upon a body Of water4tha
is said to cover tWo-thirds-or Is
three-fourths?-of the earth's surface
Think Of it! She semed to suspect Ssh
! had been imposed upon in the matter c
Tits taste, and Is going to tell the janito
directly we get home, in order that tn
guilty ones may be seen to-. Her. littl
gesture Of dismissal was superbly con
} temptuous. I wish you had been with m
to watch her. Yes, the bathing suit doe
have little touches of red, and red-bu
this will never do. Give us a days nc
tice. and believe me.
Sincerely,
Florence Verdon Akemit
P. S.-Babe is on the back of m
I chair. cuddling down in my neck, AN
!, says, Send him your love, too, Mommi
Now don't you forget
He telegraphed / Mrs. Akenit: xvi
i
your aunt Of my delight at her accept
ance. I have long held that the reunio
> must come as she thinks it will
Then we ventured itno the heat an
glare Of Broadway where humanit
stewed and wilted. At Thirty-seoon
street he ran into Burman, with whol
he had all but eornered wheat.
. you're the man WANTED to see.'' sal
Percival.
Hurry and look! I'm melting fast
Come off on the yacht
~ My preserver! was just going dow
to the Oriental, but your dug-out win
! me hands down. Come into this poo,
mans club. I must have cold drin
; taller than a church steeple."
5 anybody else in town we can take?'
There's Billy Yelverton-our chewing
gum friend; just off the Lucania Lax
r night; and Eddie Arledge and his wifi
They're In town because Eddie was i
3 lin &1lnn1AY1no n q or Of