Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1914-04-16

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cried Dorothy, who had wearied of
the subject. bumps on heads
aren't SO wonderful. l got a big
splinter in my finger once that was
a lot worse. My finger had to be
soaked in hot water and have stun
put On Il ana all, after the splinter
was out"
This bumps worser'n that per-
sisted DaVie; anyway, your fin
gers all better, and just look at my
head" And he came close to his
sister, thrusting his white forehead,
with the purply lump in the centre,
right before Dororhy's eyes.
Drothy held her heath for q mo
ment Such reasoning as Davies
quite took away her power or
speech.
Just look at it." repeated Davie,
standing on tiptoe.
Go way. You make me nervous
all over" cried Dorothy, turning
away herself and stalking off with
great dignity.
Father and mother Dear had
walked far ahead during this dis
cussion. Now they stood and
waited calling to the children to
hurry. BY this time they were al
most in the country. The houses
were far apart, and there We're
many trees
Dorothy ran up TO mother and
father Dear, and Davie pulled along
behind her. He was afraid TO run
very fast lest he might tumble and
receive another bump.
Father Dear smiled as he watched
his progress.
I've found a splendid ussy-Wil-
low tree, sold he, land I'm going
to let you and Dorothy break off
the very first pieces" W., ,
DorOthy's eyes sparkled.
I'm going to get some nice
branches" she cried, pulling her
cap down securely over her curls,
and Monday morning I'm going to
take them to my teacher"
Davie grunted.
HUH Take them to teacher"
he Knocked, Il wouldn't take mine
to a teacher. Only girls do that.
don't like my teacher us
with one hand in the air, Just as
she was about to pick a pussy-wil-
low branch.
Cause she's wicked" said
Davie positively I'm going to
give my pussy willows to Norah,
cause Norah always gives me nice
cookies" And he stood on tiptoe
and plucked a branch, cycling the
little soft 'pussies" with admira-
ton.
Father Dear, looked at Mother
Dear and smiled, and softly said
something about the way to q boys
heart as well as mans being
through his saomach.
Dorothy was interested in Davies
conversation.
why is your teacher wicked?"
she wanted to know.
- Cause she is. Look, Dorothy.
These things are just like little,
tiny gray kitties, and they're as
soft as anything"
Dorothy didn't even glance at the
pussy willows.
But why?" she repeated.
why what? Don't hold my shout
der. Dorothyi'
why is she wiclked?" repeated
Dorothy once more @.a
oh" said Davie, cause She is.
If she finds n boy or girl chewing
gum, do you. know what she does
with the 49, -
mo. what?" ~
Davies eyes grew big. He moved
closer to Dorothy and said:
"She puts it in your hair, and 1t
gets all stuck in good, and then you
have to go to the BARRIERS and have
it all cut off"
Dorothy scoffed.
B Il don't b'lieve it. Who told
you?"
Its true just the same" Davies
eyes flashed Indignantly. "A boy
told me. She cracks knuckles with
rulers and takes away your candy,
too, 'thout even giving it back when
schools out
Maybe it's all true about candy"
admitted Dorothy, thoughtfully,
land about the knuckles, too. But
that other part isn't, Davie. They
say that about all teachers before
they know them. They even said
it about my teacher, and 1t couldn't,
couldn't. couldn't be true about
her.
you and the other girls put your
arms around her. l saw you," said
Davie in disguised tone, and
then the boys say you're teachers
pets"
Dorothy flushed.
"That isn't true" she cried, 1--WE
love her cause she's sweet, and
you ought to love your teacher,
too"
I'm a boy" crowed Davie proud
", as IL that settled the question.