Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1929-06-09
Bringing Up the Baby

you hurt? Oh, thank heavens, was just IN
time!"
What do you mean, Spike Maloney?" tartly
demanded his stupefied wife. Just in time
for what?"
ITO save him from the operation!' he re-
totted angrily. You shall never have my
baby cut Open"
who said We was going to operate on him?H
Honeybunch, wrathful and bewildered, de-
manded of her red-faced spouse.
THE butcher boy. here" explained the ex-
pugst codly, told me the kid was ailing i'm
the side yesterday, and a while ago the lady
in the rear of our house said you had taken
him uptown to have his, his ansambes cut out.
II didn't know there was anything wrong
with the kid when checked out or 1 wouldn't
have checked. And you never told me-" Spike
accused his seemingly highly amused mate.
that there was anything the matter with Mar
maduke'S anSambleS.
"As matter of fact" the ex-pugilist ratified
on, Il didn't suspect the kid had ansambles.
but whatever they are I'm back here to see
that my boy don't go to no operating table and
have his whole career ruined the way did If
I'd of kept away from the incision makers the
promoters wouldn't be looking around today
for someone to wear the heavyweight crown.
I'd be wearing it myself
but that isn't what I came here to talk
about. I'm here to keep you" and he aimed an
accusing foref1nger at Honeybunch from
Wrecking this little feer's whole life, and if he
has anything cut out it will be my dead
boly"
Spike held Marmaduke out with the full
length of his powerful arms and peered
anxiouSly into the untroubled countenance or
the future master of the art of self-defense who
continued contentedly to noisily reduce the size
of the loypop that diStended his rosy cheeks
you don't look SICK old timer" said Spike,
"and I'm here to inform you that no ones
rcbbing you of your ansambles, whatever and
wherever they are"
"Ze ensemble, M. Maloney-dont you know
what that ees?" the thin lady Intercepted
Not exactly" defiantly confessed the man.
Doctors have such funny names for things
Bat 1 think it's something like the appendix"
re ensemble" calculated the dressmaker;
Gees complete apparel. Re baby nov al
glea. beeg boy, and so for heem am going cut
out hees ensemble or heeS leetle pants and heeS
leete jacket
SPIKE looked aghast at this sudden informa~
- ton, the butcher boy back of him began to
sniggle, and Honeybunch laughed rather hys-
terically.
But, glaring at the amused Others she went
up to her mortified husband, put her arms
around him and said: I'm sorry you didn't
understand dear. And Marmaduke is perfectly
well today. just meant to surprise you with
his new boys suit
IS all right" mumbled Spike as all right.
Bat just hated to see him operated on. Gee,
1 been the dumbest fool"
mo, you haven't disagreed Honeybuncll
you're a dear, Thoughtful man; and 1 would
of done the same. Maybe this has opened my
eyes. I'm sorry I been mean to you Spike
And I'm willing he should be boxer Just like
you wish" ,.'-
mo demurred Spike. Its all my fault
Pm will ho ha a
like you want him to be-
"A boxer" said Honeybunch determinedly
"a vaudeville star" said Spike firmly
IT said boxer!" shrilled Honeybunch get-
ting mad.
And 1 said a vaudeville start" shouted
Spike, his face red
The dreSsmaker interceded. smilingly. But
for why you all don't wait and let the leetle
LAD judge for heemself?"
why, that's a good ideal" exclaimed Spike.
81 never thought Of it,
Neither did l." admitted Honeybunch. And
that's just what will do. Please kiss me.
Spike, darling" and Spike darling did.
As the butcher boy, disappointed that it was
all over, prepared to leave, Honeybunch turned
to him and said, "Oh, by the way, you can
st'p that regular hamburger order. 1 want
three pound fryer tomorrow"
(Copyright, 1929