Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1914-04-21

vertiser Publishing Company
Then he knelt and looked under
the couch. and found fiat parcel.
Look, Dorothy" He waved the
parcel triumphantly Il found an
other one!"
open it! Open it." shrieked Dor
othy, While mother Dear smiled at
father. Dear and said she wished
grownups could enjoy things as
much as children did.
With clumsy fingers Dayie tried
to open the parcel. Then he
thought OF his new knife, pulled it
from his pocket and cut the string
in a jiffy. When the white paper
wrapping was removed there came
to light a beautiful book. On its
cover was picture in colors. show
ing q man dressed in queer fur
clothes, with an umbrella to match.
isn't he funny! Look at his big
beardl Why does he wear clothes
like that?" cried Davie, all In a
breath, as he held up the book for
Dorothy to see.
"Why-eei It's Robinson Crusoe,"
exclaimed Dorothy, you'll love 1t,
Dayie. He got shipwrecked, you
know. and then got washed up on
his man Friday came along. He
had to wear clothes like that, cause
there wasn't a store on the island
where he could buy any, Let's see
if there are pictures inside" And
Dorothy placed the book on the
library table and began to turn
the pages.
Davie wavered. He wanted to ex-
anime the book, and he wanted
very, very much to ask questions
about the man Friday. Davie had
never heard of a man called Fri
day. Everybody knew that Friday
was a day, not name, he said to
himself-but he also wanted to
hunt for more birthday packages.
Mother Dear said: "Why not look
at the book another time, dear?
Let's find the other presents
'All right" cried Davie, happily,
but who did give me the book,
mother" Then as he saw her smile
he added why yea did your own
self, didn't you?" And then he gave
mother Dear n big. big hug, after
which the search began again.
There was a lovely silk handker-
chief with a big embroidered ID"
in one corner from nurse Nellie.
Davie found it under the rug, all
wrapped in tissue paper.
There was a red silk tie from
baby Buster, though the writing on
the parcel looked wonderfully like
mother Dear's. Davie thanked Bus
ter, who Immediately held out his
plump hands for the tie, crying,
pity, pity wibbon.
"Huh, that's not a ribbon. it's a
tie" cried Davie, you gave it to
me- and now YOU want it. You're q
fine one"
"Davie, don't talk like that. Bus
ter's only a baby" said mother
Dear. He doesn't even know the
tie was his gift. I gave 1t to you
for him. Bless his little heart"
And mother Dear caught up Buster
giving him a hug that made him
grunt like little fat pig.
"Scuse me-" said Davie. sheep
ishly.
pity wibbon," insisted baby
Buster, "bery pity wibbon! Buser
want it!'
Dorothy hastily looked about for
a TOW. found o. poor old bunny rab-
BIT with one ear that stuck up and
one that hung down over his eye,
and passed it to the baby, who
Rugged it tightly and promptly for
got all about the pity wibbon.,'
Nov. them Dorothy said to
Davie, put the tie on the table be-
fore he thinks of it again"
Meelxly, Davie obeyed, and then
he said
DO you s'pose I'd better look
some more. mother?"
at would" said mother Dear, I'm
quite sure | saw Norah hide n par
Gel in this room late last night"
And | saw Henry hurrying out
Yesterday afternoon declared
nurse Nellie. "He looked rather
guilty, too"
"Then I'll look" cried Davie.
"This is the incest birthday | ever,
ever had It's fun to have to find
the things, and I'm seven years old,
too. | am
Hell tell us he's seven every sim
gle day" said Dorothy, with sigh.
I'm getting tired right now of
hearing it,.
CTo be continued.)
@----------