Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1910-10-15

planned the summer-resort girl, was
Tommy-the one In the white pique
and red belt and socksl Yes, his
mother is sitting on that bench right
there and she was gazing with dreamy,
placid eyes at him as he tried to walk
the extreme edge of the pier between
those two posts. The water is twelve
feet deep along there.
Mrs. Eckers arrived yesterday with
Joseph and Philip and that is positive
ly the last straw! All last summer
wore myself to a perfect fragile see
ing Joseph and Philip commit suicide
a dozen times a day! If that woman
doesn't succeed in drowning them this
year | should think she would be a
little discouraged, because she certain
ly tried hard enough last season, and
now she's beginning all over again.
Joseph was 4 last year and Philip
was not quite and he moved as agile
ly as a lightning bug. He had a pleas
ant little trick of darting from the
center of the pier straight at the wa
ter. The nurse always caught him
just as he was going over the edge,
but between his start and his finish |
nearly died from terror Because, you
see, sooner or later the nurse is GER
tain to be a half second behind time in
the little game. In imagination l can
just hear Philip splash and gurgle as
he surges under the pier, where no
human being can get him!
MRS. Eckers is the woman over
there with the face of an appealing
angel and the lingerie dress that cost
5000 if 1t cost a cent Just few min
utes ago everybody was having fits
because Joseph was standing with one
foot on the pier and the other on the
ferry boat, pushing it out and trying
to fall in between the boat and the
pier. She was the only human being
in sight who wasn't frenzied.
when that nice old gentleman took
Joseph by the collar and yanked him
inland and he yelled she merely muir.
INJURED, Dear met What is Joseph do
ing now? Something, | supposed Those
children know they have me at their
mercy! Their father wrote yesterday
that II they would not mind | was to
shut them in their room and save my
nervesi'
Now, when a real grown-up woman
pretends that she can't manage two
small, fragile infants like those 1t is
simply infuriating! She ought to be
ashamed of herself!
THE Jofords, evidently after much
thought. have decided that the best
way of disposing of their Arthur, aged
IL, is to put sail on a canoe and turn
him out on the raging lake in it. There
he goes now, and If he doesn't tin
over before the week is out I'll eat
my hat"
"You don't wear hats up here" said
the young man, who was literal
'Tn eat it anyhow" declared the
summer-resort girl. grimly. There's
no limit to my achievements when I
get nervous!
ut does seem to me-" she went on.
that the only people up here who
have the slightest bit of caution or
sense about managing children are the
people who haven't any children. You
can laugh, but If you had to jump into
the water in all the glory of that white
suit of yours to fish out some young.
ster you'd feel Different"
"That wouldn't be necessary" said
the young man. There are such a lot
of children around that don't think
one or two would be missed at all
Especially the ones who played tag
in the corridor in front of my room
early this morning-hellol"
In another instant the young man in
white flannel was clambering agilely
across two boats and grabbing wildly
at something white In the water.
What he fished out was nothing but
bunch OF newspapers
at was all your fault" he told the
summerresort girl afterward when the
hilarity had died down Your merry.
BUSINESS made me nervous and saw
thingsl II women with nerves aren't