Pocahontas star herald., 1910-12-09

What startled me Just now" ex-
planned the summer-resort girl. was
Tommy-the one in the white pique
and red belt and socks! 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 strawl All last summer |
wore myself to a perfect frazzle 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 last year and Philip
was not quite and he moved as agile.
ly as lightning bug. He had 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 half second behind time In
the little game. In imagination | can
just hear Philip splash and gurgle as
he surges under the pier, where no
human being can get himl
Mrs. Eckers is the woman over
there with the face Of an appealing
angel and the lingerie dress that cost
5000 II II cost 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 mur.
INJURED. Dear me! What is Joseph do
ing now? Something, suppose! 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
nerves!'
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
12, is to put a sail on canoe and turn
him out on the raging lake In It, There
he goes now, and Il he doesn't tip
over before the week is out I'll eat
my hatl"
You don't wear hats up here" said
the young man, who was literal.
'T'll 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
ruit OF yours to fish out some young
ster you'd feel dlfferent!"
THAT wouldn't be necessary" said
the young man. "Thsre are such 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 agllely
across two boats and grabbing wildly
al something white In the water.
What he fished out was nothing but
a bunch Of newspapers
TT was all your faultiY he told the
summer-resort girl afterward when the
hilarity had died down. "Your nerv.
ousness made me nervous and saw
thingsl II women with Ar-YAa arapt
chs limit" - -