The labor world. [volume] (Duluth, Minn.) 1896-current, 1915-10-30

Copyright. 1914. BY DouhisdAy. +
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thought ole Herman bad Imam. No, sub
I w dess talkin,' cause I new woul
cut nobody. ain tryin' git in no Jail
no, suh!' =
Penrod looked at the scythe; he look.
ed at Herman; he looked at the lawn
mower, and he looked at verman
Then he looked out in the yard at the.
rake. So did Sam Williams. =.
"Come on, Verman," said Herman
"We ain got at stove wood f suppei
yit." ~
Giggllng reminiscently, the brother:
disappeared, leaving silence behtnG'
them in the carriage house. Penroe.
and Sam retired slowly into the shad
owy interior, each glancing, now ane
then, with a preoccupied air, at the
open, empty doorway where the late
afternoon sunshine was growing rudi
dy. At intervals one or the othe'
seraped the floor reflectively with the:
side of his shoe. Finally, still with
out either having made any effort Al,
conversation. they went out into th<
yard and stood, continuing their ST
lence. " :
"Well," said Sam at last, II CUES.
it's time better be gettin' home. S.
long. Penrod."
$50 long, SAM" said Penrod feebly.
With solemn gaze he watched hi
friend out Of sight. Then he Wen:
slowly into the house and after an III
tervai occupied in unique manner al
peared in the library holding pair o:
brilliantly cleaning shoes in his hand
Mr.. Schofeld, reading the evenin;
paper, glanced :frowningly over it a
his offspring. -
"Look, papa" said Penrod; II foune
your shoes where you'd taken 'em Of
in your room to put on your slippers
and they, were: ca1t' dusty So I tool
'em out on the back. porch and gave
.'em a good blacking-t eTbey shine u.
fine, don't theyT -.
':Well, I'll be a d-dud-dummedw sale
1.-The startled Mr.. Schofie)d.:e -
= Penrod was Zigzagging back to nor
NAL. 49,.
( - -: -" 49,: .yl:4 $40. -
The midsummer sun, was stinging hos
outside the little barber shop next te.
the corner drug store, and Penrod, un
dergoing a>4toiletIpreh nairnafg his
very slowly; approaching twelfth birth
day. was adhesive enough to retain
upon his. face much hair as it fell from
the shears.
There is a mystery here; The ton,
serial processes afe hot unagreeable to
manhood-in truth, they are soothing:
but the hairs detached from a. boys
head get into. his eyes, his ears. his
nose, his mouth and down his neck
and he does everywhere itch excrutiat
! -1ng1y. Wherefore he b1inks, winks.
weeps, twitches, condenses his counte-
; nance and squirms, and perchance the
BARRIERS scissors clip more than intend
sed-belike an outlying fange Of ear.
"Um-muh-ow!" said Penrod, this
thing having happened. -,
+ ID touch y up nttle7" inquired
! the harbar, smiling falsely. .>~.~ -
: "Ooh-uh!' The boy in the chair of
!. tered inarticulate protest, as the
wound was rubbed with alum. -
''That don't hurt" said the barber.
"You will get it; though, If you don't
; sit stiller," he continued, nipping in the
bud any attempt on the part OF his pa
! dent to think that he already had ut. .
'Pfuff!' said Penrod. meaning no dis:
! respect, but endeavoring to dislodge q
temporary :mustache from his lip.
,''You ought to see how still that lit,
: tie George Bassett SITS" the barber
went on reprovingly. II hear every
body says he's the best boy in town."
"Pfutf! Phirr" There was touch
Of Intentional contempt in this. .+1
; II haven't heard nobody around the
: neighborhood maxim no such remarks, y
, added the barber, "about nobody Of
the name Of Penrod Schofield." '.s5's~ $.
=, H"!vWell,' said Penrod,- clearing bis
!" mouth after a struggle, who wants
Z 'em to? Ouch!'* J = ".< !.
+ q: hear they call George Bassetts the
little gentleman ventured the bar
Der $proyocatively,. meeting with In,
]: :.srhey better nnot eaA IA that,r.s re
turned Penrod ':truculenfly.o ssTsds;iike
:. to hear my body try. Just once, that's
: all! i I bet they'd AZ
Ouch" zy.s i / II Ii; IS Il s1sa
/ .''Why2 What,d You do to sem r Il
IT'S AL right: what I'd Do! I bet
1. they wouldn't want. Is call ane that
4 again long ass they lived!', s''; a:.= h.
'''NVhat'd you do II 1T was little
+ 4 gil e. Yoas:Roalt lnst BIZ heazwould
you r + -.;.. - TT Z ''.re.
I .. well, I'd Ouchw RI '.''' W 6
] You wouldn't hit i ntn4 gifl;; would
your the barber persisted, gathering
into bis powerful fingers mop Of hail
from the top Of Penrod's head and
4 pulling THAT lfferlnx HEAD ihtH ansun.