The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-05-17
Billy Winiiskers
By Fraao 8 Trego Montgomery.

So Billy led the way out of the
the door, and Mamie wriggled after
his, though she did not have so much
trouble getting through as Billy, be-
ing a wee bit smaller than her broth
er.
Now, Nan, stand right here. The
moon sheds a very good light on me
and you can see when I am free of
these stick-tights,'' he said, and she
obediently moved to the spot he indt-
Gated, and took up her position with
a martyr-1ike exphession.
Make haste, I tell you, OF TIL ~
in. This night air Is chilling me
through and through. Like as not
I'll have an attack of ague after
this she complained.
Billy rubbed first one side against
thee orner Of the barn, thetn wheel
ed to give his other side a combing.
quite unInindfu1 of her.
You'll have the left side clean
sooner than the right she warned.
You give it twice the time and at
tention.'
Never mind" he replied. giving
the three companions - Billy
Whislers, Stubbby and Button a
sly wink as he carefully rubbed the
petted left side, for they were around
the corner and when headed that way
he could see them.
Never mind" he repeated, ''rn
tell you my adventures to cheer up
the grille a BIT" and began a glow
ing account of his temptestuous visit
at the missionary meeting, of the
chase the crowd and policeman gave.
and of his escape by boat. Nannie's
eyes g1owed, in spite of the stern
expression of her face, for she was
very, very proud of her twin brother,
and secretly, thought he was the
snartest goat that ever lived on
American soil. She g1oried in his
bold, adventurous spirit, and usually
aibetted him, but as she had been left
out of this escapade-though really
no fault of Bi1ly-she thought it wise
to scowl on this prank.
and then what did you do?" she
asked, to hurry along the account,
miles away from me and in a strange
country?''
why, what should I have done?
started for home and you" he
laughed. ct met an auto, Or rather
it overlook me. and I saw 1t hur-
ried on its way by two great dogs.
That's how I got these pesky burrs.
followed in the ditch for little
way. until I ran into a c1ump CT
brambles. And after that I had to
keep up a merry pace because I
turned a corner I ran into-into-''
he hestitated until he could wheel
about and give Button the signal.
sInto what?" prompted Mamie
Dear me, you are slow!"
Unto Button" concluded Billy,
stepping aside as the big, black cat
appeared.
Button? Not our own Buttonr'
almost shrieked Mamie in her sur
prise.
Eyes, black Button!" chuckIed BIZ
ly, in full enjoyment of the scene.
Come here and let me lick you!"
said Button, shaking with laughter.
"a nice way to greet MEL replied
Mamie. but over she went, and they
rubbed noses, which was their way of
kissing, and Button gave Mamie a
couple Of ticks with his rough tongue
DO show how very glad he was to be
there.
"And didn't you bring anything for
me-not even some word from the
folks at homer" asked Mamie when
the first shock of surprise was aver.
''Oh. yes. I forgot for minute.
You see, I brought-Stubby! and at
| his name the little yellow dog bound
ed around the corner.
If Button had surprised her, this
| second appearance was a greater
shock aand her knees grew wabbly
and her head dizzy with it all
Stubby. even sympathetic, ran to
her side and rubbed his cold nose
lovingly over her face, now as cold
as his own.
When she recovered, she stupidity
repeated the question she had first
put to Button:
Did you bring anything for
me?'
(Tomorrow you'll see what Stubby
brought herr
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