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Show C'VDYWTN WILLIAM3 j ' A Midnight Episode. I "Fire! Fire! Fire!" I ' The libsid curdling cry of alarm ' pierced the stilly night. Window! , were thrown up hastily nnd white- robed apparitions appeared in the I qunsl-nioonllghl! Then came the pit- ! j ter patter of huri.,;ivT feet, and faint j ;' shouts ns one bienihless runner asked I the other: . "Where Is-It? Where's Iho ' fire?" I Bism a red glare lit up the aky. The I fire (lend wns nhrond In the village! To the north one block, to the west I three nnd then down past Widow Clannhnn's cow stable to th" house of Mcduiro they ran-and there the angry element rnged. Ita fierce tongiien licking the sky and Ita ominous crackle portending sorrow to 'n the local insiirnnce agent! Suddenly the crowd fell back aa Pat MtHlulre. ah' revlatcly dressed, j and coughing like a holsteln heifer j Hint had Just swallowed a nilahaga by mistake, hurst from a chamber; , window In a cloud of flamo and smokej '. and fell with a stifled moan upon the ; grass, braised and choking, but saved I ' Cheer after cheer rent the midnight ; air. ' ' , "Hurrah, for Pat, he'a aafe!" they 1 bawled I l Hut even aa they raised their ? voices In exultation, Pat, once more ' " upon bla feet, rushed madly toward. I ' the house! f "Htop!". they cried aa one voice ! hut Pat would not atop! ' I "Unhand me, men!" he cried, "I go' ' lo aave me ch e-l-ld!" ' J "Hut why did you not bring your 1 child with you?" they moaned, cling- : I Ing lo hla shirt tails! "Why. oh ( why?" j An Pat stood there In the tableau., In the lime light aa It wero, he turned' and east a withering glance: "Why not?" he shouted! "Why not? Well, mother of Moses, l had t' save ineself folrst, didn't Ol?" and aa the cruol walla caved In upon hlin and! shut him out from the light of their! eyes forever, they recognised falsi philosophy and fell upon each other s; ' necks and bad a fit! THIS IB ONU WAY. f A Missouri clergyman haa evolved a future stale for mankind. Aftor death, he says, wo will go to the other planets now vlslblo through telescopes. tele-scopes. Just how we will bo trana-fered trana-fered or where newspaper mon will get comrillmentary tickets, the good and cheering gentleman does not say, but It's worth something to knew we are going visiting anyhow! On tha Lake. Here's a health to you! In the twilight blue Whllu Ihe wsat Is streaked with rfrtl Here la lite ri'ii-uot In tha wiiI.t sheen Ni-slh Ihs rlslii! union o'erln-adl In the hasy hue 'lalnsl the banks of blue Of ihe twilight on Ihe lake. t W. araall alone 'mid Hit aephyra By tha wind God In our wake! Lei us less our rare In Ihe twlllcht fair t And rrinxmlier but our love, I As drill slung Willi low, sweat I song t 'Neath tha bending skies abovel There are woes, 'lis true, and tho glass f of rue. I)ul li.-nlghl thers's only ley s ! In our liny host nn Ho- lnka final , j "Ah, Cupid, Uhlp ahuyl' " I Love may be blind but s man's ) wlfo, for a blind woman, can certain- ' ly see through a good many of hla ( excuses for being out latel j It Is only when a man begins to get ' bald-headed that he really and truly :' appreciates bow happy he waa when a small boy with s fighting dog aud a aionehrtilBe. That Russian bear, that walk! like a man. always reminds me of the new f womau's walk, the wnlk with the stiff ; knee action and the Grecian bond. Roses will predominate on ladles' f( hats this spring. And as usual the V homeliest woman on the promenade will wear the prettiest rosea.' Well. It's us to tho street cars now. It's Just wonderful how dangling 'rom a strap for thirty minutes puts .' tho ougea on a double-bitted appetite! ' When a man Is desperate he goea home, turns on all tho gaa Jets and t lltrhtlng then) lets them burn a gaa bill as big as a new sealskln-sacque. A Missouri paper chronlclea the , imirrlui'o of Ml-s Sledge and Mr. Ilnni ner. Wouldn't Hint Hledgo-Ham-mer l.ttock you? A man can m:ike a dozen opportunities opportuni-ties for success while he Is walling for one to niiilm Itself for him! |
