San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1923-08-26

and lustrously clean, dressed in white !;
boy about seven and girl about
fiye--and BOTH had their. mothers
blue eyes end amber hair.
lies dressing himself" said the
boy.
gwass!' the little girl repeated, and,
pointing curling forefinger, she
asked who? Who that mani"
well. tots" the visitor said, who
are you? What's your name, little
girl?" .....-.
MAUD" the little girl replied, with
out any shyness.
What's yours, little man."
"Bill,' said the boy. Bill Rick
etts. You got somcp'm stickin out OF
your vest at the top"
Mr.. Thompson turned again TO the
mirror, whereupon the child, Maud,
instantly shouted:
"Wookin' at himself in the wookin'
gwass." ."-
Her voice was so loud and the in
formation it impaired so discomfitjng
that the visitor felt himself. breaking
out suddenly into n light persplratlon.
why, no, wasn't, little Maudie," he
said, with an uneasy laugh.
She responded by shouting at an
even higher pitch than before:
"Wookin' at himself in the wookin
gwass."
She began to leap into the air re,
peatedly clapping her hands together,
at arms length above her head. while
she shrieketl. @Caught him Wookin,
at himself in the wookin' gwass
Caught him wookiu' at himself in the
wookin' gwassl Wookin' at himself
In the wookin' gwass."
Meanwhile, her brother likewise,
began to lean and TO vociferate.
"Stickin' out his vest" shouted
Bill. "Got .-somep'n stickin' out of
his vest. Out of his vest. vest, vest.
Out Of his vest. vest, vest
Then, without warning. he suddenly
slapped his sister heartily upon the
shoulder. SCOT you tag he cried;
tlarted away. and out through the
omen front door to the green sunshlny
ward. whittier Maud instantly pursued
him.
Round ard round the front yard
they went. the two little fitting whit
figures, and round the house. and
round and round the old back yard
and into the empty stable.
When they came out. two minutes
later. Bill was carrying. to the ex-
IRENE damage of his white blouse d
large can of red paint, while Maid
was swinging paint brush that hau
been reposing in the can: =,
Maud applied the brush to the side
Of the house. but Bill Indignantly
snatched the brush from her hand:
"Shame,r' he said. You know what
you got once"
"When?'' Maud demanded. "Wh"n
did / got it:'
you Know her brother responde /!
darl,ly. "For markin' on the nJus ~
wall with my little box o paints.
"She did not,
''She did, too"
Did" said Bill. "And you'll get
one now If she finds out you stuck
naint on the house. You will :,
"Wili. too. You know it's wrong
70 stick paint on a house.
.'Tisn't 20 MaiH insisted. "She
spanks you morr'n she spanks me.
"You wait. an see" .a, 49,.
"What we goin' TO paint!
To Bill also. it was evident that
something had TO be painted; but the
available material seemed sparse.
There came loudly through the still
afternoon the sound of General. shak
ing his, harness and stamping the
ground, as a May fly persisted in an
moving him.
finger. "Wet's paint that" she said |
Maud was pointing at General.
Hand-in-hand, the brother and SIS
Ter apnroached General. The kind OIL
horse was pleased to. have the fly
chased away; and after the first
stroke Of the cool wet brush on hisi