Butler citizen. [volume] (Butler, Pa.) 1877-1922, 1903-10-29

so BIG N SHINY"
boys TO go m play, m Cain he played
too rough, m he killed his little broth
er with a jawbone OF jackassw
Nor calculated Uncle Bill In hor-
ror "Did he now, really"
"Yes, sir. NJ that's all Of that story.
Now you tell one, Uncle BILL"
"Well," began Uncle Bill, "once
there was lazy old uncle, and he had
a nephew whom he loved very much"
II know somebody else you love-"
remarked Bobby. wriggling. Don't
you, Uncle Bill?"
"Oh. lots of people," the young man
agreed boldly. Whom In particular.
Bobby"
Miss Josephine" said Bobby In ac-
cents OF firm conviction.
Uncle Bill shifted uneasily, but gave
his nephew a bug.
"What made you think soY he
asked, with a studied air Of indiffer-
cnce.
Bobby was silent, but his little mind
buslcd itself wondering what caused
Uncle Bits chest TO rise so high when
he breathed the long breath he had
just taken. II was intoxicating to feel
oneself lifted up and let down exactly
like being on seesaw.
do 1t again, Uncle Billw he cried.
"It's lot OF fun"
Uncle Bill did not seem to hear. He
was looking wistfully out Of the win
dow, and Bobby looked, too, but saw
nothing
'Do you love her, Bobby" Uncle
Bill inquired presently, smoothing the
child's yellow hair. Bobby, do you
love Miss JosephineW
"Yes," Bobby answered.
why? What makes you-do you
knowW
"W'y, Uncle Bill, the other day fell
n hurted my knee. m she-w'y, she
kissed me N made my knee all we'll"
"H'mp muttered Uncle Bill. SHOULD
think It might"
"Uncle Bill" asked Bobby, "did Miss
Josephine ever kiss your
"Little boys shouldn't ask ques-
tions," was the quick reply, and soft
cheek was drawn close to rougher
one.
II won't" Bobby agreed. "But did
she. Uncle BIllw
"Yes, little boy, she did"
"Wcll, but didn't It make you all
wellY
mo"
"Did you hurt yourselfT'
"Yes"
"Where-in your kneeT
"No." n
"ln your stomachw
"fhcrc or therenbout."
did II hurt muchY
IL say, Bobby" exclaimed Uncle
BILL with more or less feeling. "let you
and me talk OF something else. You
nre very little boy, and you ask ques-
tlons that are painful. don't.-
Docs It hurt you yetT querled Bob
by, thinking Of stomachs.
Yes. Now, Bobby, II T.
"Why don't you 20 m see Miss Jo-
scphlnei She'll try again. Maybe
wy. she'll have better luck"
T can't"
"Whyi"
ooh, because. What lot OF ques-
tions you can ask and how little you
know. Bobbyw
II know the 'twos' In multiplication
liable anyway--so now. Miss Josephine
taught me yistiday. Seer / wrote
'em all down"
Bobby put a chubby hand inside his
small jacket, where was Il pocket, and
proudly drew forth an assortment Of
documents.
frhere II ia" he announced after u
careful search, spreading Il paper on
Uncle Bill's knee. "It's tho 'twoa. F"
he remarked. Indicating n tipsy col
umn OF hieroglyphics the only lcgible
character In which was the letter X.
THAT means times"
"a very interesting exhibit" OBJ
served Uncle Bill. what IL that let
ter you have with the-thc bunch,
Bobby? No. not the picture card, the
lctter-the one In the blue envelope.
Let me see II. What don't bQyg havp
In their pockatsf Why, bless me. It's
Cor mer'
"W'y, wy, Uncle Bill" stammered
Bobby In n sudden spnsm, IVY, for
got Miss Josephine giyed me that for
you. She said to bring 1t right straight
TO you. I-I-forgot. Uncle BIN. Wy
wy, Uncle Bill, what makes your eycs
10 big n shinyf Oh, Unclo BIZ!
Don't-don't hug me 30! You're hurtln'
me awful"
"Am /, old man" Uncle Bin said In
n queer voice. "Tcll me. Bobby. when
Miss Josephine kissed you, how did
you fcelr
"All nice" answered Bobby, with
self satisfaction.
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