Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1918-09-17
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T NEVER saw old lady Tobin about life
L insurance last Saturday after all
The excitement of RosIes disappearance
and my promise to go to Reitmans put
the kibosh on going to see the old gal
At dinner on Sunday she again sat
next to me, and Of course told her how
sorry I was.
said Miss Tobin. I never slept a
wink last night fretting over not seeing
you yesterday"
To myself I said: you ought to be
ashamed of yourself, Peter Flint. prom
Using to see such n charming lady as
Miss Tobin and then to fall down.
To Miss Tobn continued Il didn't,
honest; but won't YOU let me on ana
give me another chance?"
Say, I wish you could see old lady
Tobin-she sure is a surprise packet.
She's between forty and fifty. has red
face and wears a red wig which jerks
off her head a little way every time she
laughs. She has store teeth that
should say were made by a blacksmith.
for every time she chews they squeak.
She always has funny, old-time-looking
dresses that have black, shiny dingle-
dangle things on them. An odd chap
who boards at our place says she looks
like a crystal chandelier in mourning.
After I'd thrown the bull about being
sorry I hadn't called on Saturday to
talk life insurance to her. she giggled
and said:
ooh, Mr.. Flint, you've kissed the
blarney stone, haven't you? Tee hee "
mo. ma'am." said I, land If I wanted
to kiss something I wouldn't waste time
with an old brick"
-Na "a
me bit of a shove-"but I'll forgive
you and you can come to see me Tues
day"
OF course I was there today and had
| a good time. Gee, but her house Is as
| funny as she is! You remember, she
| lives next door to our place and comes
| there for her meals.
When I rang the bell two-by-four
sawed off bit of girl opened the door
on a crack and said. "Nothin' today,
| and would have slammed the door II I
hadn't showed my foot into the crack.
| That made her scream and her scream
was several sizes too large for her.
II fetched Old Lady Tobin on the run.
She sent the maid to the kitchen p. d. q.
! and said. Come in here" which was
the living ROOM.
Gosh, The chamber of horrors has
nothing on that room. The walls are
hung with family portraits and death
notices! An old cuckoo clock on the
mantelpiece struck four-and the darned
thing lust croaked-the "oo'' had busted.
I sat on slippery old horsehair sofa
with a whaclxing big cat. He gave me a
look. turned his back on me and went to
sleep. On the top of a big cage stand
ing on a little round table was a parrot.
When we were seated. the parrot
screeched: KNOCK 'em over! Knock
'em over!"
Beatrice. be quiet" said Mrs. Tobin
| az call Polly Beatrice. I don't think all
parrots need be called Polly Tee hee y
| '.She's some bird" said I. i thought
that to praise her pets would make her
| feel good and she'd be more likely to
take policy.
! THAT'S a very valuable bird, Mr.
Flint-very valuable. I don't know
what I'd do without Beatrice-' Here
she Jumped up, got a cookie and gave II
70 the parrot, saying, She's her muz-
zers pettins, so she Is, and she shall
have a nice cookie. so she SHALL"
The parrot grabbed 1t and screeched
| again. KNOCK 'em over Knock 'en
over!'
"If that bird was dog she'd have a
bunch of blue ribbons by now." I COM
mented.
Indeed she would Tibbles won first