Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1929-09-08

mn nobody Is supposed to be awake
nv except sick babies an healthy
chorus girls I was having a
pleasant dream about being chased by five
starving lions. Suddenly my Stable Mate
slipped me a bone-crushing smack in the ribs
thereby bringing me out of the jungle in
hurry
what a bright trick!" yelps me, as the
famished cats faded from the picture. "Ex-
plain the brutality, woman!"
Crawl OF your pillow, an listen to the
racket" says her, excitedly. People are
shouting an can hear gongs clanging!'
She didn't lie I amt heard so much noise
since the time my friend Jock MacGregor found
a counterfeit dime among his small change!
Then ladder scraped against the side Of our
building an queer locking bmbo poked his
Dandruff Knob through our window. He was
wearing rubber oyercoat tin derby an
fire axe.
WAS youse folks thinking of getting up?"
inquiries him.
I'VE hadn't given the matter no considera-
tion," says I. whats the idea of the big
Ratchet, mister?"
You'll find out" snorts hir,, "if you try to
hand me that old gag about oh, woodman,
spare that.tree' How hate that! Every time
stick my skull through E window, some smart
bozo digs up the remari. I'll Say the next
gink that tries tt"
us there fire in this neighborhood?" says
my Noisy Half.
so they tell me-" yawns him, sarcastically;
eat least the apartment beneath yours is acting
kinda overheated-large quantities Of flames are
squirting out Of the windows"
AT this moment several puffs of smoke drift
ed up through the cracks in our floor.
YEOWwww!l
We live on the second floor an me an my
wife have often planned just what we would do
If fire should bust loose in our building during
the night. If recall correctly she was to
dress quickly grab the canary bird. her jewelry
(f any,, as much of her clothing as possible,
an walk calmly out.
was to follow her as soon as convenient,
carrying my typewriter, our silverware, any
important papers an her Uncle Louie's photo
graph. Uouie Is worth several Grand an we
are hoping that he will shove the wampum in
her direction when he sees fit to do the crawl
stroke over the River Jordan) Oh, yes, every
thing was going to be real systematic Har,
har!
My Sparring Partner galloped through the
front door In her pajamaS, an she wasn't
carrying nothing except stocking in one mitt
an her hpstick in the other didn't follow
her at ALL was 10 feet ahead of her-an'
was staggering beneath the weight of package
of cigarettes an toothbrush. Take my word
for it, this talk about people behaving cool an
sensible during fire is just mess Of pea
nut oil
AS We reached the front hail. human cy-
clone whizzed past US, headed for the street
This palooka's monicker is Mergentheim, an
he is the bachelor who hibernates in the igloo
above ours. He has habit of tossing hilarious
parties which commence just after the evening
paper is delivered an last until the milkman
arrives with the cOW-sVrlIu an the racket ere
ated by his Gin Battles have kept us awake
many night.
NATURALLY, my love FOR him rivals Charlie
Dawes affection for knee hreeches. so
when he snorted past me in his cute little fan
mel nightgown stuck one of my hoofs out an
spilled him. Have you ever seen guy walk
down q. flight, OF Steis- - his. nose? Mr.. Mer-
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