The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-05-22
Billy Whiskers
By Frans s 1reeo Montgomery.

Measuring one another, the friends fared forth and left the cover Of the ravine, trotldng along a walk that fol- lowed the water line around a gentle bay.
 That looks like a bathing beach" commented Stubby. T must remem- Der it's location
 ''Of no interest to me-" said Bue- ton shortly, for being a cat, he de- tested water.
 And that's the Chautauqua Boys Club I do believe" remarked Billy Junior, as they neared a. building of good size standing close to the shore. We heard Ned talking about the good times he has there each day, didn't we, Nan?''
 Well, I'll have to find the Girls Club" she said. Harriet belongs to that. and she has glorious times. Wasn't it a flower hunt that she said they had the other day?"
 "Hooray!'" from Rather William. capering about. Hurry up, all of you. Here's spring. and I am thirsty"
 They all trotted up and each began to drink, forming a close circle around the bubbHng water.
 "Pugh!'' shivered the three goats at the first swallow.
 "Ugh!" groowled Stubby in turn.
 "Spits-s-s!" demonstrated But G ton, too.
 They had drunk of the sulphur spring! And to them, as to many a human the first draught was any thing but pleasant.
 Away to the lake for me-" saAd Billy the younger. always quick to act, and he kicked up his frisky heels and galloped down to the tapping waves, and eagerly drank, to wash away the disagreeab1e taste. The, other four followed him. And when the clear water of the lake had done it's work, they laughed at their own expense. |
 Aren't people lazy? Not a one is up yet, and here we've been out an hour or more. They miss the very incest time in the whole A hours.t to my notion." said Father William.
 ''So say we all!' they chorused with emphasis.
 But then it gives US goodf chance to view the grounds and to look around a bit. It's an i'll wind that blows no one any good. r for, one, am glad the cottagers are still in bed"
 'This is a beautiful park,'' re- marked Father William, 1oolSingt across the green of the long point where an acre or two stretches out
 
 ing place for the many boats that ply up and down the long lake, zig tagging their way from shore to shore to stop at every landing. .
 What is that building there, with the tower?" he questioned.
 Now Billy the twin remem bered his escapade of the night before and !, so was able to reply without hesita- tion:
 '"That is the boat landing or Pier House. Let's examine it, fellows" and he started off.
 Let's go downstairs first" sug- gested Mamie. not to be left out
 All right, follow me!''
 Away the five bounded, through a narrow gate they scampered, to find the ggage-master reposing at full length on two low steamer trunks which he had covered with a blanket Into the baggage room rushed Billy Junior and right after him the two other goats.
 The fellow was not so sound asleep that he did not hear the batter of strange feet. and sat up, rubbing his eyes,
 Quick to take advantage of the sit- uation, Billy charged, and over top pied the man, all breathless from the sudden blow in the stomach. Now that he was on the floor, which hap pened to be comparatively free from baggage, he was at their mency. and the goats gave him a rolling He threw his arms over his head to shut out the dreadful sight of his charging enemies, and gave himself up to their mercy. First. Billy Junior would butt him, then Mamie would do her share. and Father William, enjoying it as much es the two youngsters, would put in an effective butt that would add still greater terror to their poor victims fright.
 (Tomorrow you will hear how the wicked goats broke into a souvenir store.)
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