Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1917-02-27
SERGEANT JONAH GOAT
BY Farmer Smith

| Mercy me-" exclaimed Willy Firehy,
who was sitting up in the top of a tree
watching Billy Bumpus trying to escape
| from the Goatvile police station After
| ] have taken the trouble to tell Billy how
to get out of that terrible place, he has
| gone and run right into Sergeant Jonah
! Goat 1t seems as though the more you
,do for some people the more trouble they
| get into"
Willie did not waste a minute, but few
| away to Mrs Bumpuss home and sat on the
| window sill. flashing and flashing his tiny
| light until Mrs. Bumpus saw him and came
| to the door.
Welcome. my poor, dear husband Thank
Willie Fire1y for getting you out" was
| her greeting
Don't thank me for anything" shouted
Willie. Hurry. hurry, HURRY! Billy ecs
out and was caught"
Mrs. Bumpus did not stop to put on he!
wraps. but rushed off In the direction o.
the Goatville police station. Just before
she reached the building she heard voices
and stopped to listen.
"Oh, please, Mr.. Jonah, do let me 80
home and kiss my wife and baby good-py
before you lock me up once more, Please
Mr.. Jonah"
Cant do it," replied Sergeant JonaA
Goat briefly.
II have the dearest and sweetest wins
in all the world and my daughter Is sleep
ing and doesn't know I'm here. so let M
go home and kiss them good-by PLEASE
Mr.. Jonah"
Mrs Bumpus smiled to herself when sns
heard the nice things Billy was saying apeu. sss
her Then she did strange tnins 'n'
started to shout: :.
Jonah, come here! Jonah, come here;
The poor sergeant was so frightenea. .
hearing voice from the darkness 'a~'
he turned and ran back to the police s's'
tion as fast as he could.
Quick as a flash Mrs. Bumpus ran 10 ~
husbands side and threw her arms aro''-
his neck.
BILLY! oh. my Billy" she sobbed
Come on. let's hurry home I'm hups'''
suggested Billy. .h,,rs
You must be starving, you poor tn,nse
said Mrs Bumpus. as they both trot'eu y
in the direction Of their home. .,vtul.
YES" replied Billy. II had an 'ssast
time in there. 1t was so lonely wi,ns wi,''ss
Won, I would not like to live very FAR i'oss
you. What have you to eat wheh ~
home?" . h,,ck-
"I have some of the most delicious p,s W.
bat SOUP, my dear Billy. that you -
tasted" answered Mrs. Bumpus. - y
what a dear !" said Billy stopp'"s .
kiss his wife. rsoplo
Love is a great thing. II makes ,sssn
||.
Mrs. Goat. giving Billy an extra nus uu,r.
even the frefies love you" said ss,r2
quickenivg his step as he began vi, III kss1< (
of the brickbat soup. II guess we w" W
to give Willie some of our soup "a ~ I
"Firefiies don't like soup" ventured ~ Mn
Goat. ,, ,bcusll
ssThat's So" agreed Billy. He ~ssf
for a while and then asked. II wonos' ,i
thew do cook in their kitchens ~
.What a funny idea !" said MIS- DUNN
as they neared home. afsI.
"What's funny?" asked Billy ,.,..ssru<
"The idea OF firefiies having ki'''
answered Mrs Bumpus. .s,.s><
81 may be wrong, but i always snsr111
they cooked their dinners In their ~ II
That's what makes the light. sec n11
Mrs. Bumpus laughed softly ~ |IH
you're funny fellow" .
BY this time they had reached U.
OF their home and the telephcne
ing. II guess I'll wait here,
as his wife went IN the front ooq<<
He didn't nave long 70 vait