The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1915-05-16
By ARTHUR COTTON

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ances, so you could start out morn.
ings feeling. well, shutks! I amt 81
bad But they moral mirrors,
I DO know.
His name was Augustus Adams
and he came from Indiana.
'Morals Is kinky. For instance, ]
see a woman looking through Tan
ner'e keyhole one time and when she
see me she vi up a ladder through
the skylight in the roof. And yet what
would Tanner care IL she looked
through his keyhole? His first name
was Augustus. too"
Uncle Biddle paused.
Didn't o follow the moman?"
asked some one in the darkness.
Uncle Biddle sat silently, and We
heard the water tapping among the
piles and the distant chug Of a steam
boat going down the bay.
WAS they moral mirrors? ?" he NUT
tered once or twice, and again:
Morals are kinky. and them mirrors
was doctored. Well, I do know And
some one asked again:
Didn't you follow her up that lad
der7"
Follow who? Oh! Well, no. I
didn't. Speaking of ladders, though,
I recollect. come the day / was leaving
with the circus. / says gcodLby to
Tanner. and coming I see the sky
light. Then 1t come to me to go up
on the roof. and have a session Of
speculation On things in general.
$50 I went up the ladder ana sat in
the shadow OF a chimney out Of the
sun, looking out over the roofs. There
/ was, and there was times to come
with happenings in them. something
like the top side Of a city, numerous,
and all them with the covers on And
I says to myself:
Tanners right! There's more ad-
vantage to a man in the things he
don't know yet than in the things he
does
"And the more ! thought Of II tie
more I see II was a great thought. So
! was pleased with myself and glad
I'D come up there to DO med .;ation.
And while pleased I heard a rustic
behind. and peeked around the CHM
ney. and l see that skyIight lady going
down the skylight.
Rather youngish. active and good
looking she was; rather hefty, though,
TO go strolling on roofs and ladders,
which was well enough for cats. But
this one was tall, large, not fat, not
exactly plump. and yet, as you might
say reasonably portly and dressed like
a lady.
".H'm!' says I. 'Ho!' says I, and
IA z,,z. A. 49, tg-L. al 1azt.xI
down.
There she was again, looking
through Tanners keyhole. Well, there
van anything in that. All she could
have seen would be a section Of wall
paper. Then she put her ear to it and
didn't seem to get any satisfaction Of
that either.
'She quit il and came back to the
ladder; she heaved a sigh; she o
out her handkerchief and wiped her
eyes. and started to climb. So I drew
back a few inches from the skylight,
but when her head came up. there we
was, nose to nose.
".well, how de do?' I says. and she
says: owl
But she didn't fall of. I helped
her up and she appeared to feel dizzy.
"'Sit down and rest, ma'am,' I says
kindly. and we sat against the Chin
ney in the shade, and l says: Now
I says, lettuce leaves in chicken sand
wiches is a good wrinkle. and yet
"'Ow!' she says with a jump. Are
you Bidder
"'Giving the illusion of green youth
I says to chicken that might antedate
the spring, and yet
Nonsense she says. pretty sharp.
The chicken was always tender
Jus So / says. Hence l argue
1t follows your attentions are agree
able to A. Tanner
"'Of course!' she says, still sharp.
I'm his wife
"'Well,' l says, to he sure. some
might argue it follows from that