The Bridgeport times and evening farmer. (Bridgeport, Conn.) 1918-1924, 1922-05-25
Billy Whiskers
By Franc 5 1rego Montgomery.

But strange as it may seem, neither
goat closed his eyes It may have
been that thoughts of the evening be-
fore them held too much embarrassment
for sleep to visit them Again it may
have been that the little fellows who
store away each kind Of food on a
separate shelf in the stomaoh-pantry
of every animal-and of every boy and
every girl, too-had SO much to do
that them running back and forth,
now to this cupboard and now to that.
taking care of all the food the two
goats sent down rapidly made the
BiIlys uncomfortable. They rolled
and turned and tossed neither one
saying a word, however, for fear OF
d list urbing the others rest
When darkness at last gathered
If seemed the sun would never set that
day-up bounded Billy Junior and up
bounded Billy Senior. ready and eager
to depart.
Now Wen step back OF these cot
tages and see the place by night II
it's anything like the circus. it's twice
as interesting after nightfall. There's
something about the glare of the
lights that puts new life into every
thing. 1 suppose it's the same way
here
ct don't know. Anyway. it was the
lights that first lured me on to the
| fracas last night with that moving
| Chdnaman I'd never thought OF go
| ing near If those lights had not been
/ so brilliant on the portico-'
| "Heighho!' said Father William.
| Here we are on the verge OF the
| business section. Cautiously SUM-
livery cautiously now!"
| They skluked along. keeping In the
| deep shadows until they reached a.
| pergola where cooling sodas, srnootn
| sherIbets and rich ice creams were be
ing served to numerous guests seated
| at the little round tables.
"Um! uni" shifted the pair as the
ind escribabIe sweetness OF grape juice
was waited their way"
| WED never be able to get any,
said Billy Senior in DISGUST. LOOK,
they keep it stored under the counter
in "a regular refrigerator"
NEVER mind" comforted his son.
| ST see something ahead that is Tar
| better. What would you say is in the
| tin bucket that maid is carrying so
| carefully over there?" pointing to
| young girl in apron and cap VINO was
lust leaving one of the stores In long
building of colonial design at oneSend
of the plaza.
"Mi1lx. sure as T breathe!" was the
| answer "a rare treat for us, my
| boy!i"
| So thew hurried on boldly, all fear
| Of discovery gone, and trotted into
| the milk depot, AS chance would
have it, mot a customer was there and
| the girl in charge had taken adVant-
| age of the lul1 in business to step into
the back room to fill bottles for those
who would call later for their daily
supply. 4,,
"Ah. hal" chuckled Billy the twin
| tiDtoeing back of the counter.
Rather William followed as eau
! tiously. and each raised his head ana
with "a gentle movement two faucets
we're, turned on, and two streams OF
rich. sweet milk gurgled forth in
der each was a goats open mouth
and oh, how grateful was the cooling
| drink
But even a goat can have too much
of a good thing. and the milk came
| faster and faster, or so 1t seemed 10
| tbe pair as they gulped it down
(Tomorrow you will see what nap
nened to the geats for being SO pig
| gish-)
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