Bisbee daily review., 1909-07-28


 he might happen to be while undress, ing: and when reprove,i for being so careless, his excuse always was that he forgot, writes Annie Briggs Fox in the Home Journal, He spoke the truth. no doubt, but he might have added. also with truth, that the reason he forgot was that he dif''t try to re. member.
 One cold winters night he flung of his clothes as usual and jumped into bed. Smuggling down under the warm covers. he watched the moons bright rays which streamed in at the window, rendering objects in the little room distinctly visible. He could see his clothes scattered about on the floor. and the thought came to him how his mother had told him always to arrange his garments neatly for the night: and as he remembered he told himself that he would get up right away and put them in their proper places. but it was 90 cozy in the warm bed and the room was cold. and where was the use. any. way? They only had to be put on again the next morning; so it really didn't matter He didn't try to re. member any mere. but just lay still and watched the moon shining in al the window.
 Presently he was amazed at seeing his Euickerbockers (which lay in the middle of the room where he had slipped out of thcm) rise slowly from the floor. Its a shame to be worn by such all untidy boy" they complained. in a woolly. smothered kind of voice Tt isn't many days since we were spick, span new from the shop. and we're all over spots already; besides. nc one would dream We had ever been creased The knickers shook them. selves vigorously, marched solemnly across the room, folded themselves in exactly the right creases and laid themselves over the back of chair.
 Edwin could hardly believe his eyes or his ears, and shook with laughter at the sight of his knickers walking along just as if he were inside of them, and the idea of clothes actually talking, It was really too funny. He was still chuckling when one of his snoes walked briskly over from the corner where he had kicked it and placed itself prinly under the chair on which were the knickers. Come along," it called out grossly to its mate, which lay in another corner. Tt is pretty hard to be kicked around in this fashion after racing about all day long. Just look at my toe. how 1t is stubbed out, and my sole is almost through, and I not month old yet. It's a shame, say The other shoe. grumbling to itself. glided swiftly over the floor and tool, its place beside its companion. Edwin went of again into bursts O, merriment It was as good as a circus. thought he. and even better, for when had anyone heard clothes talk at a circus, or any other place, for that matter? He waited eagerly for the next act
 The stockings. which lay in small heap where Edwin had dropped them. now stirred themselves. turned them selves inside out and. skipping lightly across the room. hung themselves. one on each side of the knickers. Dear me. what rent there is in your knee" said one, IS 1t settled itself for the l night
 "Yes. I know" returned the other | with sigh; "and [ was only put on ! new to-day; but perhaps you are not aware that you have a great hole in your foot?"
 Yes. I am," observed the first. but I am not to blame. It is that careless boy over there in the bed He Is a most wearing child''
 The last sentence sounded strangely familiar to Edwin. He had often heard his mother say the, very same thing.
 When the stockings had had their l say dejected voice was heard from the center of the room where lay a lit. tie cotton blouse. Clean only this morning. and I'm positively ashamed to show myself I've three buttons on, too. It's disgrace to belong to such