Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1917-10-30
PATSY KILDARE
THE OUTLAW
BY JUDD MORTIMER LEWIS
The Gift

THIS morning I got up az soon as
i woke. | hardly ever lie in bed after
wake any more, the way used to do. When
any one has got a burglar and nurse ana
a big house and servants to look after there
is not much time to waste After Rowdy
and took a walk I went up to the bur
glars room till breakfast was ready. lie
Is getting along fine, but he is tired OF
staying In bed. ! told him to think how
tired he would be of staying In Jail, where
he ought to he and where he would be II
Rowdy and had not broken his leg for
him, He grinned and said that was so.
After breakfast Levy tool, Rowdy and me
TO school and after school he took us home
al once, so ! got there early When I ran
up to my room there was a blue velvet
box on the bureau, and I opened 1t, and
inside of II was a geld locket on gold
chain I ran into the burglars room with
II and he said: Have you opened it?''
l said For cats sake, does 1t opcn?
He said: Yes, ! will open it and you will
see what's In it." So it did and he did and
I did and IL Is my mothers pitcher In one
side and my fathers pitcher in the other
side. Now I am so happy that my feet do
not seem to touch the ground So | found
my father and nearly kissed his head off
for IT,
Then Rowdy and I went up the road as
far as we could go to the house Of the
man who was hundred years old He was
not on the porch, we went looking for
him, and he was out milking. When we
found him he was sitting on stool by the
COW fast asleep with both hands holding
the cows handles and his face leaning
against her side | stood and watched him
and he would open his eyes and squirt some
milk into the pail and then he would go to
sleep again with his head against the cow
/ hollered "Grampa, look what l got |
do not know how he came to do II. but l
suppose when he pointed his eyes at me he
7NNifn cd hn
then squeezed them. for | got both squirts
right in the face. | certainly did fuss at
him. for the Irish in me boiled over lie
waited till l stopped and then he said: 81
am hundred years old
Thlt made me laugh and so I helped him
up and gave him his cane and pointed him
toward the house, He went hobbltng away
and | sat on the stool and tried milking
which | had always wanted to do. ! Kept
trying till | got a squirt with one hand ana
then with the other, and then ! got on TO
il. You just squeeze the handle shut at
the top and then squeeze the milk out at
the bottom and then let her fill up again.
II is easy, but you get tired kind of quick.
Before | had milted long my hands leIt IKE
clubs | am going to keep on practtcing
and when I know how | am going to move
the pail under her and milk her empty.
Then / took in the milk l had got and
went out on the porch where the old man
was and I held up the loCket and said: 4:
| Look what ! got 80 He said: Il am
! hundred years old"
That IS all ! could get him 70 say
| gave him some crackers and milk and
| went home Tonight ] prayed: Dear
mother which art in heaven, ] want to
| thank you and God for putting that locket
| into my fathers head. | certainly am
! proud and happy with it around my neck.
/ | guess the lcas have left me, or else the
J locket has made me so happy | do not
| notice them. Ask God how about this
| hundred year-old man. think lie must
| have forgotten him or lie would not have
| left him down here all this time, lie isn't
/ a bit of good on earth. | suppose Mr.. Car
penter is now perfectly at home in heaven
| and can fly as good as any one. I'll show
YOU some fancy flying when ! come. Ask
! God to bless you and my father and not TO
| put it into the burglars head to swipe my
| loctet when he gets we'll Amen
..Ry special Messenger" the next Patsy Kill
| d"re 1dyenture, appears in Wednesdays Eve
! ming Ledger.