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Show BUSY LITTLE DORIS I "Doris!" called the young "woman with the high voice, rushing to the street door of the suburban dry goods store and peering anxiously up and down the walk. "Come right here! You naughty girl! You come inside now, -where I can keep an eye on you! "I don't know what I am going to do with that child," she confided to the waiting clerk. "Seems as if I can't leave her a minute but she's up I to something. I'd like to see what these people who -write stuff about not curbing the impulses of a child would do with Doris! There! She's got dnto the hooks and eyes, and they're all over the floor! If you don't leave things alone I'll spank and spank hard! Pick those up every one! "Of course she won't get them straight in the box, and you'll have to do them over again, but it's good discipline dis-cipline to moke her Doris, not in that box! Those are the dress snappers, snap-pers, and you mustn't mix them! She's so restless it nearly drives me crazy no, I want a thinner lawn than that and wider, if you have it. "I hardly get settled to my sewing at home before the cook in the other end of the flat shrieks that Doris is head first in the flour bin or has spilled the milk all over herself! And before I get that straightened up she has whisked down the front room and tangled all my thread and swallowed swal-lowed the needles! It was lucky we found that she had put them down the neck of her dress instead of down her throat before we x-rayed her the last time she did that trick! "Where is she? I'm always suspicious suspi-cious when she's so quiet ! If you'll look behind that counter I'll Doris! Whatever are you doing? Oh, she's got down the box ot white mittens and has tried them all on! Look! She's beparated the pairs, too! "Well, I suppose they're all alike, so it won't make any dif oh, you can't tell which are quarter and which are 50 cent ones now? It seems to me if I worked in a dry goods store I'd take a little more interest in the stock than that! Now, you sit right here till I'm through and don' you stir! No, this lawn is too thin. I want it medium. me-dium. "The worst experience we ever had with her was the time when she was real small and crawled into the lowest low-est compartment of the refrigerator, and wo had telephoned the police be-iore be-iore we saw her shoe sticking out! "Last spring the woman next door planted a lot of seeds in flower boxes on her back porch adjoining ours, and she was perfectly silly about them. Wlhenover I would go out there she was sure to be mooning over thb Diid having fits when they began to come up, I think it was perfectly natural nat-ural that Doris should be interested in nature and cuddle over and pick them the minute they were pickable! She cariied every one of them to that woman, too, which was decidedly honest hon-est nnd cute of her. "But I never heard such a row in Jrt& ias we had the agent to see us and Everything. Every-thing. 'Do you expect me to -keep her lied onto one end of a sash I asked that woman. 'She is a human being and not a wild animal,' I said. I don't sec why agents rent to persons like her. She talked perfectly awful. "H'm! That woman must have been in a dreadful hurry if she couldn't wait till you're through with me! I shouldn't think you'd care for customers custo-mers like that the fussy, important ones never do buy much of anything. Now, Doris, when mother asked you especially to be good! Whatever has she done to those paper patterns? It was the tearing of the tissue paper that first called my attenion I don't suppose unyone who wanted those especial es-pecial patterns would mind if they had been out of the envelopes and unfolded, un-folded, do you? It's funny you can't find the kind of pink lawn I want! I'd look on those upper shelves again if I were you! "I suppose that when Doris grows up she'll be one of those vivacious, popular girls. It'll be nice when she gets over the flour bin age, and that's all I live for, really. Otherwise my nerves would be shattered. You don't seem to find the kind of lawn I want I'll have to go down to the store in the next block after all. Doris! Wherever Wher-ever is she? Do you suppose she has run out on the street again? She isn't behind the counter nor over there! Wherever oh! back there, was she? In the safe Spilled out the little drawers? And mixed things? I don't s.n what people have safes for if they are going to leave them open! Come, Doris! Say good-bye nicely to the lady! Say it nicely, so she'll be glad to have you come again! I expect the otner store will have what I want. It always does! Yes, you can take along the pile of fashion sheets the lady won't care! Hurry! Mother's wasted so much time here all for nothing!" noth-ing!" Chicago Daily News, my life no, that's not the color and |