Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1914-04-30
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house: lever so many more than
you know now"
What" Billy wanted to know as
he poked holes in the ground with
his cane.
This cane had been an umbrella
in its prime. Billy had found it's
remains in an ash barrel and
promptly separated the ribs from
the stick, which would have made
quite an imposing cane indeed, had
not the handle been missing. Handle
or no handle, it satisfied Billy.
What" he asked again, do you
know more than [ known"
"We-ell," Davie considered, rest
ing his chin on one very dirty hand
they had been making q mud fort
down by the brook-"I know how to
tell time and you don't"
Billy swished his cane" through
the air.
1T can tell some of it," he de-
clared, 81 know when it's 4 o'clock
and 8 o'clock and like that. It's
when the big hand is on twelve and
the little ones on four, or FIVE; but
I don't know f1ve-of and quarter
after and ten-of. I'll know soon,
though, cause mother said I'm
learning fast, SO there"
you'll know when you're 2.
Didn't | tell you so? I'm z, and l
know all times, half-past and quar-
ter-after and everything" Dragged
Davie.
This announcement quite subdued
Billy. He looked about for some
thing else to talk about.
Don't you wish you had a cane
iiFa ,tN.n h
waving the article in the air. II
it, l can"
Its all right" Davie admitted:
''where'd you get it?"
Billy told him.
i've got all the tin things, too"
he declared. I'm savin' 'em, SOS
we can make bows and arrows and
play Indian. There's a lot, a hun
dred, guess"
"A hundred! No umbrella in the
world has a hundred of 'em. Any
way, you don't say tin things.
They're ribs. There's something
else I know and you don't. Where
are they, over at your home? Let's
go get EN-" DaVie sprang up and
raced across the yard, with little
fat Billy keeping up as well as he
could.
When they reached the sidewalk
Davie slowed to a walk. This gave
Billy chance to ask a question.
WHO told you they're called
ribs" he asked.
Nellie" said Davie. "She knows
everything. l guess she must be q
hundred years old, cause she knows
so much. I'll know a lot when I'm
a hundred, cause | know an awful
lot now"
Father Dear often said that if
Davie couldn't find thing to brag
about he'd invent something, and
I'm beginning to think Father Dear
was right, aren't you, children?
When the two boys reached Billy's
house Billy took the lead. He
stuck his hands in his pockets with
an important air, and marched
around to the house to the basement
entrance in the rear. The priced
umbrella ribs were carefully hidden
in the wood bin under log.
~ was afraid some robbers'd come
along and take EN-" whispered
Billy, looking fearfuliy over his
shoulders. Robbers have bows and
arrows. Don't you member the
picture in my book?"
Davie nodded his head.
THAT was Robin Hood" he said,
Dorothy read to me about him.
These are nice ribs, they'll make
good arrows. Got any string?"
Billy dolefully shook his head.
"Never mind" said Davie, well
go back to my house and ask Norah
for some. She has lot on a nail
on the kitchen door, cause she
saves 1t from the sugar and bread
and everything"
white string isn't strong
enough" said Billy, as he gave
Davie two of the umbrella ribs and
took two for himself. He put the
others carefully away, under the
log, and scattered chips about.
"Robbers'll never know they're I'M
der there now" he cried trium-
phantly," will they? Brown strings
the kind, cause it's strong"
Irvine. you mean," said Davie,
tucking his umbrella ribs under his
arm and starting off. "Norah has
Irvine, too. It's so strong that you
can't break 1t with your fingers.
l can cut it with my birthday knife,
though"
Smiling happily, the children
started back to the dear Dear house,
Dragging about the things they in
tended to do when their wonderful
bows and arrows were completed,
ITO be continued.)