Evening star., 1912-11-10

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Run for your lfe!7 cried Mother Boggs, pointing
Historically to where the bullpup still worrying her
gray skirt to death
"Climb a tree" implored Alice.
Still puzzled Father Boggs stood undecided True
enough, he the dog at play; but what of that
And what had it do with his we's extraordinary
tune?
If it's new game. who's it," he facetiously in
CURED being Of those pory persons who always
humorous unless crossed.
At that moment the dog turned. Father caught
on hose pendulos lips. The dog baked hoarsey, and
made Immediately in Fathers specific direction: The
women screamed. Father wasted no further time in
conversation, laughter or even thought. He simply
went straight up like a balloon.
Above his head was branch of young maple He
caught that with both hands, and with the same swing
wrapped his puffy legs round the trunk of the tree loop
ing there like festooned sausage while the
dog made frantic leaps at his lowest arc.
Drive him away!' yelled Father, the scaldlng per
spiration rolling from his round red checks.
I'VE darent,7 explained Alice from the beech tree.
@He has hydrophobia.
"Drive him away or I'll DROP" mplored Father, feel
Filial duty npelled Alice to make sortie. She
slipped part way down the beech and paused to
her natural weapon the red parasol, which, with the
red book the rustic bench leaning against the
treetrunk. At the rustic OF her garments the dog
turned, and was up and at her. She made one more
desperate grab the parasol but only topped it
then swung back up the tree and refully examined
tinv hole in the ankle of pink silk stocking. The
rip had started, and Heaven only knew where it would
end,
As the dog, with cultural yep, pounced the red
parasol, there a crack from Fathers tree The
slender branch to which he hung parting company
with its parent and second later Father with his fat
legs clasped in deathlike grip round the tree hung
head downward, foolishly holding out the broken
branch, while he showered from every pocket money,
his watch his keys. fountain pen, knife, memo
randum book and seventeen letters.
The dog Immediately deserted the parasol and shot
himself toward Father, whose gisening head and now
purple swung, alas within such convenient range
The circumstance made Father accomplished ath-
lete. With the strength and ease OF Sandow, he
swung his body upward, clutched the stump of the
broken branch, pulled up his legs, clasped his knees
firmly, reached up another stretch, and, pulling, wrig
Cling scrambng, painting at last worked himself safe
and high of danger with his legs asrde two oppo
site branches and his casped round the slender
maple.
as he could get his breath
"Nine." admitted Alice, taking refuge in defiance.
"She bought him from common street peddler" &C
cused Mother from the apple tree,
"Why did you let her do such a fool thing?" blamed
Father, from the maple
a used my own money! defended Alice, from the
beech
at was against my distinct protest." called Mother
"If paid any attention to that, I'd never do any
thing" countered Alice
~Well, that's fact" chuckled Father impartially.
insisted Mother. "You spoiled her from the irst!"
Hes good daddy" warmly declared Alice, with
thrill of tenderness in her voice.
Get out of that you brute" suddenly yelled Father.
endeavoring pelt the brute in question with handful
of leaves "Ace, if this blasted beast belongs you,
call him off! He's chewing up check"
a don't know his name" protested Alice. Here
Bull. Here Bob Here Jack! Here-Daddy, what
some other bulldog names?"
"Great Governor" exploded Father. well, of all the
fool tricks, Alice it to you have less sense
every year of your life!"
"Its family trat!" retorted Alice
"You how she talks to u.s." chided Mother. dts
all your fault! You thought it cute!"
"Stop it,! screamed Alice to the dog. He had started
her red parasol. Father, can't you get down and
club him something?"
The heated argument that followed that lasted
for ten minutes.