The review. [volume] (High Point, N.C.) 1908-19??, 1914-12-10

his intense joy, that Mrs. Smith rel
ished his selection of furs, gloves, cur
tains, rugs, and so on, no more than
did he her choice of smoking jackets,
cravats, muffiers, ct cetera.
That their friends could not be
taken in on the combination was.
however, a thorn in the flesh of each
of them.
1.-The worst has happened" said
Mrs. Smith, interrupting Mr.. Smiths
perusal of the paper Christmas morn
ing.
"A messenger just brought pres
ent from the Snivelys, and,I forgot to
put them on my list. It's book and
we've got to send them something"
"Well, what are we going to DO
about the Snivelys?" growled Mr..
Smith.
Jack said she in moment, I've
had an inspiration. Why couldn't we
send the Snivelys the book that Cous-
in Lucy sent us? Neither OF them
will ever know it.
.sBy George! Well do it," said Mr..
Smith, after considering the propo-
sition. where is Cousin Lucys
book?"
cts on the DESK" said Mrs. Smith.
"Just put our cards in the book ana
wrap it up neatly. I'll call messen-
ger boy"
Half an hour later Mr.. Smith hand
ed a package, addressed to Mr.. Sn1ve-
ly, to a messenger boy and saw him
VnYnT10uSlV
stretched out on a davenport when
Mrs Smith came into the room few
minutes later.
/ "Jack," said Mrs. Smith, holding
book in her hand, 81 thought you
were going to wrap this book up"
"Great Scott" exclaimed Mr.
Smith, jumping to his feet. Il did
wrap up some book The messenger
has already been here and I gave it
to him."
"How long has the boy. been gomez"
demanded Mrs. Smith.
{ About ten minutes. ! = -. L.
Get your things on Be quick, and
mavbe YOU can reach the Snivelys'
before the boy and get that dreadful
book away from him! How could you
have been so careless?"
Mrs. Smith was almost frantic.
Down to the nearest street car tore
Mr.. Smith, fairly consumed with rage.
He had arrived at the down town
district when, with a thrill Of joy, he
spied the messenger boy. Without
waiting for the car to stop, Mr.
Smith Jumped off and started on a run
for the boy.
| At the same moment the messenger
| boy saw him, and, without knowing
| why he was being pursued, he obeyeo
his first impulse and ran too.
In a moment G dozen had joined
in the chase. Down the street came
the DOOR messenger boy, franticall1
straining every muscle to get ava!
from the mob pursuing him. SUD
denly two men from cross stree
ran in front of the boy. One threw
his arms around the fugitive, hold
ing his fast: the other man seized tn
package the boy was carrying.
/ "Why, Snively! This package Is al
dressed to you!' he exclaimed.
| "Why, so it," said the man VIII
had caught the boy.
In a moment they were surrounoe
nv a crowd. A policeman rushed u
and took charge of the boy.
| "Hold on there, officer, the boy
all right" cried Mr.. Smith, who ha
| arrived upon the scene by this TIM
| "What do you know about this
fair?" said the policeman respectfull!
as he recognized Mr.. Smith.
Rrt Mr.. Smith was standing as on
dazed. He had caught sight of M
. snively with the book under his arr
"Hello, Smith, said Mr.. Swivel
e "1. inst now caught this boy, an
found him carrying a package a.
n dressed to me, so took charge OF ]
Il Do you know anything about it,?
"Why-why-er-yes," stammere
Mr. Smith, trying to collect his wit
C. "You see, 1 sent the package"
- "Wen, why we're you chasing Il
" how" asked the policeman, a little II
l. patiently.
The perspiraton stood out on po
MIR. Smiths forehead.
IFS "-I was afraid I hadn't given II
GO how the right address, and was try1l
-, tn stop him to find out" he blurt
-, in desperation.
The policeman looked at Mr.. Smi
curiously. He was convinced that
We was lying, though with what object
III could not imagine.
to- "The package has come to the rig
~ fellow anyway" said Snively, laus
ing. I'm going right home, SO
n take it along with me-"
n "Oh, 1 couldn't think OF allow1
vou To do that, old mani" cried \
Il smith. Gust give it back to the %