The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1916-1920, 1917-06-30
LIGHT WEIGHT
EATS HIS WAY
INTO US. NAVY
Potential Admiral Francis
Is GOrged to Make Up
Needed z Pounds.
PARENT TO THE RESCUE
Veteran Joe Francis Hit on
Scheme That Made Off
spring Happy.
PARENT TO THE RESCUE


the Pate-De-Foie-Gras Makers Union
starts In to manufacture a mess Of his
particular output he first catches and
cages his goose and even anchors the
soose's feet securely during the process
Of stufflns the bird with fodder until Its
liver has become transcendentaily fat
but when the patriotic parents OF an
equally patriotic son start In to fatten
the son up to the weight required OF ap-
plicants for admission to Uncle Sans
navy the parents-supposlng they are
Bay Ridge parents named Mr.. and Mrs.
Joseph Francis-just lock up the sons
neat and nobby pants throughout the
process Of superfeeding no he will not
| weaken at the sight Of food and Zee
| shrieking into the night.
The patriotic son upon whom this he
roic get fat quick method was tried Is
named Walter Francis. and he is "a
years old. an expert iinotyper living with
his parents at 555 Seventy fourth street,
Bay Ridge. He is six feet tall, but un-
til few hours ago he was seven pounds
below the tonnage a six footer should
have II he wants to get into the navy.
Navy His Heart's Desire.
And young Walter Francis everIast-
ingly did want to get into the navy and
stop this U-boat nonsense once and for
all. Wherefore last Saturday bright and
eAry fotennai Admiral Francis TOOK hiS
bearings from the compass he wears oI
his watch chain, yelled ship ahoy." to
.he Skipper Oh passing Brooklyn troi.
ley car; boarded starooaro seat wen
sN IN 'ne car ana 'hen SCI san over tne
waves OF nrookyn asphan toward the
recIuiums r pan. OF tne SECOND Navai
5attahon OF brookiyn At the loot OF
fy -seconu Stree. nay Nose
oep on. orsctea tne exeminins
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Bowed ny SORROWS Burden.
He came into the room and after a
long look the father recognized the has-
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away to enlist with rolling step that
only born sailormen can ever hope to
attain.
"'Smatter, SOM" asked father.
"'Smatter. pop repeated the son
weakly. There's seven pounds the mat
ter. The United States just told me 1t
can get along without me. I'm through"
Now It SO happened that about score
Of years ago Parent Joseph Francis
swung away one morning from his front
door to ask the Eighth New York In
fantry folks to let him go along with
them to shoot up Spain. He wasn't un-
der weight, and SO he was welcomed into
me Eighth and marched away to war.
Perhaps the thought came to the father
last Saturday how he would have felt
II a recruiting sergeant had turned him
down that day more than nineteen years
. ago
Into the room came Mrs. Francis to
hear the awful news. moment later
! significant look passed between father
, and mother above and back of the bowed
head of their son. Mr.. and Mrs. Francis
| withdrew to the Kitchen for council OF
, war. Then Spanish h-American War Vet
eran Joe Francis walkeu INTO the iron'
room again and stood before his under
, weight offspring.
MAKING "eient TOT heish''
..Take off YOUR pants. Walter" said
Francis. senior. and give me your
| don't sit there staring at me /: get busy
. give me your shoes.' ma, eaten tne ooy
I,ock hIs pants and shoes up with ali hi,
other pants and then start In cooking
Cook up everything you got in the house
. And when YOU get a chance run down Il
Giiligan's and tell him to send up Az,
> pounds of dried apples"
; "I'm. on. pop I" suddenly shouted EN-
bryo Admiral Walter Francis. sprinsinl
to his feet alive once more. You're 70
ing to feed me up for a couple Of week.
' so I'll make the weight. Gosh. You're
, there with the bean, pop-I never woulds
: thought OF the scheme
"For a couple Of weeks" cried Paren
Francis seornfuly. For couple o.
days, you mean. son. Come on into th'
dining room and start right In to
Nc. stay right where YOU are Don
!, move from now on unless you have to o.
ult uh