The San Francisco call., 1909-02-13

"Oh, iooki There's a ba-ba black
sheep! On'y he's dirty white stead of
black. He's got plenty of wool on him
all wight" Then settling cozily down
beside her he continues:-~But the
ba-ba 1 dreamed about night back of
last night, he hadn't no wool on him
tall. He was ez bare-ez bare ez
lwhispering) that old mans baT head.
N his skin was ez thins-oh, jus ez
thin's your veil n you could see all
his wibs n all his insides fru it"
he looks up roguishly at her, watch
Ing with interest the effect. Yes, she
shudders, and is just as Mortified as he
means her to be, though. OF course, he
loves her while he leases her. That's
the boy Of it.
You could see his heart-'n' his
iver-'n' his k@n'-nowa-h
gizzard (giggling all the while), m you
could see his breavers go up m down
like this" expanding his sturdy. chest,
audibly and rapidly inhaling and ex-
haling several times)
oh, look. Boy; see that horsel He's
afraid Of the cars, see:" Boy sees and
mods his head politely. but still con-
tinues his narrowing narrative, pune
tuating freely with chuck1es and
giggles:
His neck never had no neckbone-
n wobbled all over like this (illustrat-
- 80 a AAAo aims never nad no arm
bones m his legs never had no leg
bones-n' he staggled like a drunk
man, Just like this" AS he gets up on
the seat to demonstrate the candy boy
appears, chanting in his nasal mono
tone:
"Huyler's mixed choclits-choclit
pepmints, BrummeEs cough candy
Yelvets-peanut brittle and popcorn
Instantly the limp neck, arms and
NnC .fr.~,y. IL
bones. and, sitting down very properly
on the seat Boy watched with hungry
eyes the approach of the seller of
sweets.
Suddenly, leaning back his curly head
against the back of the seat, he gazes
up at the ceiling with a detached,
listening look, saying softly:
Listen, The choo-choo sounds 'sif
1t says somepin.''
What does it say?" Lady asks, curl
ously. 1T says-Twistem, Twistem,
Twistem Shandy-He loves, he loves,
he loves candy"
And who is Tristram shandy?" in
nocently she asks.
Me-" is the unexpected reply. Upon
her mind dawns a light, and upon her
face look of annoyance, for there is
something she so detests in child as
limiting. She even prefers begging out
right-but limiting she has no patience
with. Coldly she turns from him. feel
ing disappointed in him. But Boy,
wholly oblivious to this change of at
mosphere, still gazes unseeingIy up=
ward with the same remote expression
Beating with his chubby fist on crossed
knee an accompaniment, he softly re-
peats, egathumollapodtent
DAVIS over and over again
1t is long time since Lady has heard
-
little girl-so curiosity replaces the
look of annoyance, and as she turns to
ask him about the word swiftly again
her expression changes
How adorable he is, With that un-
usual combination of extreme light hair
with those dark brown eyes he is no
ticeably beautiful. And oh, the lure of
that funny dimple. high up in the soft,
peachy cheek, just under his right eyei
She is sorely tempted to kiss it; instead
she impulsively puts her arm around
him and cuddles him closely to her
and halls the candy boy on his return
trip.
Boy prudently chooses velvets,
''cause they las longer, see?"
Donkey shine" he says, gratefully,
when she presents them, and when he
sees her uncomprehending look he has
tens to explain. That's German for
IDdnh YOU
The novelty to the choo choo had at
first eclipsed the Lady, but now he set
ties down to enjoy her and the candy.
Does you go visiting. envy day?"
is his polite way of asking why she
is on the cars every day. 1t is with eager
interest that he learns his Lady teaches
a kindergarten two stations beyond
where he lives, and unconsciously he
helps her to solve a perplexing prob
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could go to your kinygarden."
That is just what she can do. Take
him with her for the day, and as
soon as they arrive at her station tel
ephOne to his mother, whose anxiety
she vividly imagines. She decides tel
ephoning is less startling than a tele-
gram.
Boy, dear" she asks suddenly.
what is your real name? 1t isn't
Tristram Shandy, is it?" Nope" he an
swers, that Gwampa's pwivate name
for me. Evwbody's got a pwivate name
for me. Momsky's is Mewyheart, an
Gwa'ma calls me her Mecinid, cause
she says the bible says a mewyheart
does good like a mecinid. Does you
like mecinid? When 1 was sick I had
to take bad, bitter mecinid.''
The exciting motion of the cars and
the candy chewing seem to have
wound up his little tongue, and it
seems as IL he would chatter on for
ever.
Did you miss me when I couldn't
wave to you? The doctor was fraid I
was goin' to have the witch hazel that
time. and you know you're orful sick
when you get that"
By the wondering look on Lady's
face and her puzzled witch hazel?'
he is conscious he has made a mistake
Looking silently out Of the window he
tries TO think of the right word. After
a moment he flashes a bright, triumph
ant look into her face and chuckles
Il mean ammonia; then adds apollo
getically, i knew it was sompin we
had in a bottle
He laughs as heartily as she, for
aren't blunders jokes? OF course they
are, to laugh at-not to be ashamed Of
As soon as Lady can speak she re-
minds him he hasn't told her his name
yet "Oh, yes, I fegot Popsky calls
me Sonny Boy, an sister, she calls me
Money Boy, an brother, he calls me
Buster, an Dunkadaw, he calls me
oh, such funny hard name. 1 al
ways have to member mock turtle
soup fore ! can member Mocwitus
an" Struggling his shoulders and gig
Cling, Il sometimes member soup an