Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1913-09-20
Natural Selection,

why, what crowds cried mother
carefully depostting small eaIlis On .
perfectly notsam-clear. dry Mt ~
single. "And who could have ernected
to find the seashore 20 w1rm and AZ.
lightful in late September"
Well, very evidently, q couple Of
thousand or sol" laughed father,
Slanc1ns round on the many groups
q Dig and little sGnddelvers an about
them, - no placed . smooth, soft board
INT the precise anglo for comfort at
mothers back while Sid and Susie en-.
Enthusiastically began to build bridges
ana tunnels and bitches. and 81 6sllie
baked dozens Of patty&arts ana several
birthday cakes, with bits Of reed for
candles, out OF the shfmmering sand.
At four O'Clock father undid the biz
white box. and mother began. to dis
tribute the luncheon, without which
no self.respecting beach party can well
be successful, tho children's attention,
strange to say, being much distracted
BY hurdy-gurdy man, who wound IN
and out among tho seasiders, stopping
Ut tho most promising little circles to
grind out his nttle tune, while his rcd.
Itrowsered. blue-jacketed little monkey
politely extended small red shake for
pennies.
Heres . slice Of cake for each Of
you. |" said mother, - peach and .
banana. And here" added she, even
" dividing large bunch OF translr.
cent, Witty green grapes into bunches,
are the mist Niagara grapes from
Uncle Silas's garden,-and all there 10
of them, too. We would better keep
them for our very last morsel, our It'd
BIT Here. Sid and Sue; here. Sally
Lunn!"
BY this time the man and the monk
|ey had reached tho campers Just
ahead Of them, where the little brown
animals advances were not received
a. amiably az might be. The tkee9
smaller children fed shYiekfng to the
protecting lap Of their mother. who
waved her big umbrella md cried,
"shoo-o-o-, shoo-o-o!" q he little
creature while tho big boy q the
family slyly deluged It with biz pail
full Of moist sand.
"Oh, n/ther, here be conssis q.
claimed Sid, in ecstasy. inlay We give
him penny? oh. do let us give him
penny"
"Oh, you dear, sweet little mani"
cooed Susie, tendeT1y stroking the wee,
cold, black hand clAsped convulsively
round the monkeys extended shake,
while Sallte offered him her most sue
|cessful patty cahe.
Here are three pennies for each OF
you to give him" said mother; while
father, holding his share OF the
precious Niagara grapes IN one hand,
extended the monkey big piece of
banana in the other. There, Jocko,"
said he, with smile. I'll 60 halves
with You in my desert"
Taking the pennies from the chill.
dren and stuffing them rapidly into
the tiny wallet slung across his
shoulder, the monkeys melancholy
brown eyes never waveref from
fathers friendly face. Jabbing on his
cap and firmly settling the straps
under his chin, the small simian drew
nearer and nearer, closely watched by
the little family, and. incidentally, by
every one in their immediate neigh.
borhood. Pausing directly in front Of
him and shifting his eyes to fathers
hand, the monkey, quick as a flash,
seized, not the generously presented
half banana, but the carefully with.
held choice green grapes instead, and.
loudly and trfumphantly chattering.
fled with his prize to the top Of the
hurdy gurdy, where he began to feast.
Her parents g1eefully Joined In the
surrounding laughter, but Susie
nestled close to father.
Take mine, papa" she murmured,
giving him her untouched bunchlet.
TITS Sid and me that's going halves
with that dear little monkey"