Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1914-03-25

(COpN'ISnI Newark Daily a
Mother Dear and Dayie were TAX
ing "A walk. To be exact, mother
Dear was on her way to the stores
and DaVie had coaXed to go. too,
thout nurse Nellie, or Dorothy,
or anybody
I'm big now, you know, mother.
I'll be seven next month, and |
ought to begin to take care of you.
You said | could when ! got big
enough" Davie chartered happily,
as he trudged along, his shoulders
squared and his hands thrust deep
into the pockets of his chinchIlla
oVercoat
YES, dear" said mother Dear, alb
seGtly. She was going over in her
mind the list of things that she
wanted to buy.
Pm really awful big" Davie ran
on, look at my sleeves! Nellie
says that next winter you'll have
to give this coat to somebody, or
else make it over for Buster, cause
I'll never, never be able to get it on.
The sleeves are awful short. mother.
See"
Yes. dear"
Pm tall, too and not so fat.
" ntlA Abn ElpN dS AslOl DIS 1 w.
Dayie puffed out his chest until he
looked like "A gay little bantam,
when you grow as fast as / do you
don't have time to get fat, cause it's
too hard to grow both ways at once.
Isn't that funny. mother That's
what Norah told me. Norah's very
queer. isn't she, mother?"
" eS, dear" Mother Bears voice
was triae impatient, but Davie
did not notice.
why, mother I'm big enough
now to take care of you all the
time. No burglars-Oav pro-
nounced 1t bergerlers) would dast
to come to our house, I'd Just go
right down the stairs 18th my gun,
and Ia say, YOU get out o this
house, and they'd go a-fiying; |
wish some would come some time,
don't you. MOTHER
''Y es, dear" said mother Dear for
the fourth time. Then she realized
what Davie had said. why, no.
of course not! hope burglars will
never come to our house. You
mustn't say such things, child"
But you don't know how big |
am, mother. They'd be awful
'fraid of me- boosted Davie, going
out of his way to crunch a piece of
ice under his heel ''whatll | be
after I'm seven, mother?'
'Davie, your tongue Is going like
a bell clapper," cried mother Dear,
you're making me forget every
thing | want to remember! Ask all
the questions you like when we are
coming home, but do keep quiet
now. After you've been seven for
a year, you'll be eight You ought
to know that-a big boy going to
school"
Davie thought this over, He was
quiet for at least three minutes.
Then he said:
But, motheri We have one-and-
one-are-two, and two-and-two-a are
four. but we never have ages /
can count up to twenty, though!
Want to hear me, mother?"
mo, dear, not now" said mother
Dear, smiling in spite of herself,
'but If you can count up to TWEEN
ty you surely must know that eight
comes after seven"
Davie fell silent again, looking
down at the sidewalk as he
trudged along. Mother Dear's eyes
twinl1led as. she glanced down at
him.
''Well?" said she.
Davie looked mp. 90 course" he
cried triumphantly eight always
comes after seven when you're
counting, but [ didn't know it
came after seven in ages too. Isn't
it funny, mother? Eight comes
after seven every way, I guess
doesn't it?" And Dayie smiled ss
If he had solved some wonderful
problem.
But mother Dear sighed and be-
gan to wonder as to whether it
really did children good TO go to