Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1906-06-19

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the sugar bowl in the pantry; then
they were up on high chair aiming
for something curious on the clock
shelf. But Ig and Wog managed to
get him off the chair Lefore his moth
er entered and looked around suspi-
ciously to see If he hadn't broken
something.
Tired legs finally caused Bartie to
lie down on his back in the middle OF
the room to look at one of his Christ
mas books.
How are you getting on?" asked Ig,
travelling down to where Wog was sit
ting on the boys knee.
aOh, pretty WE'LL" replied Wog; cts
an awful lot Of work though. I've
tugged until I'm almost worn out.
Never saw such pair of busy legs.
ooh, but the hands! You're we'll off,
having the feet and legs, for those
hands are doing something all the
time. Look out, Wog, he's up to mis-.
chief again"
The little men had to scramble to
hold their positions, for Bartie jumped
to his feet and went racing from the
room like wild colt. Ig just reached
the hands in time to prevent them
knocking some dishes of the table in
the kitchen where they went to look
for cookie. Wog jerked and pulled
the legs down to partial halt.
Don't let him eat that cookie. You
know he'll have pains in the stomach
| 1@n l~hI <~o& ,.Ne$
them" called Wog to L..
1.-TWO bites won't hurt him much.
answered Ig; anyhow he's got that
much already, and I'll try to see that
he gets no more"
Ig managed to keep the damage %
two bites, but to his sorrow Bartie's
mother rushed in to see what the I'm.
usual noise was about. my goodness,
Bartie You allowed those naughty
hands to get into mischief again! Dear
me. what will do with them?"
This was throwing discredit on Ig's
work and he didn't like it. But Bartie
looking down at his feet, said, 1T
wasn't my hands, Mamma, my legs
ran away with me-"
Thus Wog got his share of the
blame. Both Of the little men resolved
it should not happen again. Ig made
Bartie fold his hands in front of him,
while Wog made his legs sit him down
In a chair.
"That's nice boy" said his moth
er.
The little man managed by very
hard work to keep Bartie from fall
ing into the mud puddle. where he al
ways went to plaster mud men and
biscuits. They kept him from taking
more than one piece of pie at the din
ner table, and led him out Of the attic
before his face became daubed with
too much dust
Pretty soon there came messen.
ger to the door bearing package in
his hand
aFor Bartie Wilson, he said as he
handed it over.
The mother unwrapped it and took
out a great sweet-cake. This was
from Bartie's Aunt libby. Nov, be
good boy and don't eat too much,
she said as the little fellow sat down
to the table and began breaking of
pieces. much to the CONSERVATION OF
Ig and Wog.
"My, but he'll have pains! Phew!'
moaned Ig, thinking of what troubles
were in store for him during the com
ing night "Horrors! If there ISM
some candy, tool" he gasped as an
other package came and was opened
by Barties mother Then in came
Bartie's father, home early from work
for some reason, and he set down be
fore Bartie, who was gobbling up the
good things according to his great ap
petite for them, some licorice drops
some playthings that could be easily
broken, and a pair of rubber boots sc
that he could wade in the very mud
puddle which Ig and Wog had so much
trouble to keep him out Of that day.
Ig dropped down off Bartie's shout
der to have a consultation with Wos
about the matter. While he was do
ing it Bartie wound up one of the
playthings his father brought ant
broke 1t by turning too hard.
"Wog. I guess we might as well take
a vacation" said Ig to his companion
you're right, Ig. Well be needed
later on 1t looks as though Bartit
was going to have his own way thi:
day" :.
| Together the little men leIt Bartle
and hied away to secret corner IL
the playroom to await further orders
from the good fairy. When they go
there they found beetle waiting fol
them with a message he had carried
on the wing from their mistress. This
is what it said:
Masters Ig and Wog:
81 forgot to mention that the fiji
teenth of May is Barties birthday ant
that you needn't pay any attention t.
him on that day, for he usually has al
the cake and other good things HI
wants. Ju, let him alone until even
ing comes and then look after him
because he'll have some very bat
dreams after eating SO much.
"Bartie's Good Fairy"
Burton Stoner in Men and Women
The Cows Gum.
A little fresh-air waif was spending
his first day in the country. Whe,
the COWS came up in the evening to b.
MIXED he went down to the barnyar'