Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1917-06-24
2OD---By Booth darlington -

'Yes7" said Mr.. Kinosling. eneourag-
ingly.
"Is-ah-is-oh. yes-is sanskrit 4
more difficult language than Spanish
TT depends upon the student" re
piled the oracle. smiling. .one-must|
not look for linguists everywhere. III
my own special case-if one may citsj
great. no insurmountable difficulty III
mastering either"
And may l ask one@' ventured- Mrs|
Bassett. DO you think II is right "a
wear aigrets2"
There are marks of quality, OF caste
gan, which must be permitted, allow ed
though perhaps regulated. Social dis 4
tinction, one observes. almost invari
ably implies spiritual distinction a 4
we'll Distinction Of circumstance Is &C i
companied by mental distinction. Dis 4
tinction is hereditary: 1t descends from
father to son, and IL there is one thin 4
more true than Like father, like son
IT is" he bowed gallantly TO Mrs Bas i
sett -" tt is. Like mother, like son
What these good ladies have said this
afternoon OF your"
This was the fatal instant There
smote upon all ears the voice Of
George. painfully shrill and pen~trat :
ing. His plain words consisted OF the
newly sanctioned and disinfected curse.
With an ejaculation Of horror. Mrs.
Bassett instinctively sprang TO the win
dow and threw open the blinds.
Georges back was disclosed to the
view of the tea party. He wars en-
deavoring to ascend a maple tree
about twelve feet from the window
Embracing the trunk with arms and
legs, he had managed to squirm 10 a
point just above the heads OF Penrod
and Herman, who stood close by watch
ing him earnestly-Penrod being OBJ
viously in charge of the performance.
Across the yard were Sam Wtiffams
and Maurice Levy. acting as a jury on
the question Of voice power and Il
was TO a complaint of theirs-th hal
George had just replied.
That's right. George" said Penrod.
encouragingly. They can. too--hear
you. Let her co.
Coin TO heaven" shrieked Geofgie.
squirting up another inch Coin TO
heaven. heaven, heaven"
His mothers fr!enzied attempts to
attract his attention failed utterly.
George was using the full power OF
all other sounds. Mrs. Bassett- called
in vain, while the tea party stood petri-
Ned In cluster about the window.
Coin to heaven" George beloved
Coin to heaven. Coin 10 heaven.
He tried TO climb higher but-began
to slip downward. his exertions causing
damage to his apparel. A button flew
into the air. and his knickerbocRer rs
and his waistband severed relations.
Devils got my coat tails, sinnersi
Old devils got my coat tails" he an
nounced. appropriately Then he be-
gan to slide. He relaxed his clasp of
the tree and slid to the ground
Coin to hell" shrieked George.
reaching a high pitch of enthusiasm in
this great climax. Coin to hell. Coin
TO hell. I'm goin' to hell, hell, hell"
With a loud scream, Mrs. Bassett
threw herself out of the window,
alighting by some miracle upon her
feet. with ankles unsprained.
Mr.. Kinosling. feeling that his pres
ence as spiritual adviser was demanded
in the yard. followed with greater dig
nifty through the front door At the
corner Of the house a small departing
figure collided with him violently. 1t
was Penrod.
Mr.. Kinosling seized him by the
shoulders and. giving way to emotion.
shook him viciously.
You horrible boy exclaimed Mr..
kinosling. You ruffianly creaturei Do
you know what's going to happen 10
you when you grow up? Do you realize
what you're going to be?'
With flashing eyes. the indignant boy
made known his mistaken purpose. He
shouted the reply. "A minister" -
Copyright. 1914, by the Wheeler Syndicate. Incl