The Birmingham age-herald., 1914-05-31

and lots of brain In that golden head of hisl Wonderful! Wonderful!
 And your Aunt Jennie would smile proudly and pat Boy-doll lovingly on his flaxen head.
 My my Uncle Will would add, I wonder if there is anything Boy doll can't do?'
 Es.' little Jennie would reply. T don't fink he tan jump over tn moon. Uncle Will. And he touldn't fly like bird.'
 Maybe, maybe-but wouldn't be surprised if he did those very things. sometimes' And then Uncle Will would laugh and poke his finger at Boy-doll's ribs to see if he was tick fish.
 Well, one day, one hot lazy sum- mer afternoon, Uncle Will came hur- rying into the house, where your Aunt Jen was having her hair washed.
 Come right out, Jennie, come right out in the yard,' he cried. What do you think Boy-doll has done-you could never guess in thousand years! Come and see for yourself,'
 And, quite unmindful of the soap studs on her head and the long apron. Jennie jumped up and ran into the yard.
 Look' exclaimed Uncle Will. pointing upward, 'Boy-dol has climbed tree! Yes, actually climbed a tree-and way up high, too! Lookr
 Jennie gave one glance upward and espied him. high up among the branches She caught her breath quickly and her lip began to tremble.
 Goodness mel she exclaimed. You tum down wight away-you bad Boy-doll! Wight this minute!
 But Boy-doll never budged. In fact, he never even looked down at her to show he had heard. He just kept on swaying away. in his lofty perch.
 Oh, Uncle Will, Uncle Will, cried Jennie. He's don to fall! He's, And with that, little Jennie began to weep and cover her eyes with the apron to shut out the horrible sight.
 NOW Uncle Will had not counted upon that-of course you know by this time that it was he who had put Boy doll way up in the branches-he had thought Jennie would be delighted to see this new prank of Boy-doll's.
 There. there, Jennie!' he cried hastily. Never mind, never mind. I'll bring him down in a minute!'
 And in a very short time Uncle Will was up the tree and almost in reach of Boy-doll. But, alas just as his fingers were about to close over bim, an unusually strong gust of wind came along and-blew poor Boy-dol down out of the tree!
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 "Over and over spun Boy-doll as he fell Surely, 1t seemed, his baby brains must be dashed out on a pro- jecting limb. even before he could hit the ground with that awful, sicken- ing thud. But. somehow, Boy-doll managed to avoid the branches-to this day Jennie is certain he did so purposely. But under him, still, was the hard, cruel earth.
 Just then, with one last. despair ing shriek, Jennie dashed forward holding her apron before her with out stretched hands. And = would you believe it-just as she reached the foot of the tree, Boy-doll came hurt ling down. smack-dab into the aproni
 And such rejoicing as there was! Aunt Jennie snatched Boy-doll to her breast and covered him with kisses; and Uncle Will danced about as though he had inherited million dol- lars.
 wonderful! Wonderful!' he cried. Jennie. when Boy-doll grows up I just know he's going to be an aviator -or-or-an acrobat in a circus! Wonderfully ftf
 "'Tain't! He-he's des goin' t'be my-my Boy-doll!' answered Jenn& with glad little cry. as she gave Boy-doll another and extra tight hug"