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Show t r CV- ' " H'T.'.t OF WOMAN-SHYNESS t- BY BJTCHEL I'lXLEY. (Our Own Special Correspondent) MOGADOIiK. Nov. 4 Society here-I here-I abouts, Includln the new Mastodon Brasa Band. Is sure in a :Hic of wiggle-woggle. Ye see, yesterday a feller from over Huntsvllle way comes along and sells Sister Belinda Pitts what he calls a new strain of Hoisteln cow. J guess It was. Anyhow, I never s en no other cow with longer horns, wickeder eyes and so much hair on her spine Well. When Miss Pitts undertook to milk the critter, last eve, she found sh? was woman-Ehy. The beast had ;tl- j v ays been milked by men. and just wouldn't hold still, no matter what Miss Pitts said or done. Well, while Mlaa Pitts was fldgetln' about, along I comes old Constable Seth Bc.ardsley a-struttln down the boulevard bchlnl his new officer's star, tryln' his host to uphold the dignity of the law an I about a quart of his own home bre.v. Miss PittS explains matters, and nothln' would do but Seth must edu-cate edu-cate that cow against beln' woniia shy. So Miss Pitts puts a Mother Hubbard ami a calico bonnet on Seth : and he goes slldin' up to that new breed Uolstein purrln', "Sukey! Good ' Sukey!" at her, sort o' breakln' wo-manhood wo-manhood In on her gradual. I hain't no notion what that Hoi-st Hoi-st ln really was shy of. Anyhow It wasn't of disguised old fool const i-bles. i-bles. and the way she ended t'other end to and flashed them 18-Inch horn3 on Seth was electric. Seth may no slow mentally on some points, but he looked onct Into those bovine eyes. ' saw them long black bristles raisin' j on the critter's back and Btreaked It; for the shag-bark hickory in the ml I-dle I-dle of the lot. He made a darned I rood run or it. loo. considerln his .Mother Hubbard handicap, but ho hadn't got morc'n five feet up that I tree when tho new breed Holsteln , arrived. She Just stuck one horn through that female garment and un-di un-di r Beth 'a galluses where they crossed, and pried back What she done to Beth's raiment Is unTIt for publlra-1 publlra-1 tlon. but Beth was glad to keep right on up. lookln' like a plurked goslln'. About now our new Mas'odni Brass Band comes marchln' down the boulevard for Its first publlck concert con-cert in Town Hall. Hot Tim" Play be good to soothe some savage beasts, hut It hain't no such effect on new breed Uolstein? Miss Pitts .:.i tii. shy cow and the Mastodons sighted each other about the same time, in two minutes you coulda picked a trombonist or a Nagreoleteer or a drummer boy out of any UcalyptUa on that boulevard. No band will stand before a new breed Holsteln bargin a mile a minute with a Mother Hub- 4- ! . ' .' y . it :,6n V...SVn KEYS' i bard on one horn and remnants of a I pair of pants on the other All of I them Mastodons took refuge early, j 'ceptin' Postmaster Abadlah P. Watts, ! 'who had to keep his eyes shut mostly I I While blowin' "Hot Time" out of the K-flat cornet. Abadiah. when ho fl-, fl-, nally sees what's comln'. thinks he lean make Firs: church, where Wednesday Wed-nesday night prayer meetin' Is just !settin' in Hut Abadlah ain't no Judge .of speed nnd distance, and MlA Purs' new breed Holsteln gets him In a cor- I ner of the church entrance. She ' couldn't horn him, but she butted him about 10 times In 10 seconds, prettv I punctual, and there was the meetin' I inside aingin' "O, Happy Day! O, j j Happy I lay " and our worthy post-I post-I master outside yollln' "Heliflre! Heil-tlr Heil-tlr !" and such every time tho Holsteln Hol-steln rammed him Well Josh Jackson's bulldog fl- i ! nally worried the cow off Abadiah. but First church has served notio that Washington's goln' to hear what that E-flat postmaster expressed at its very entrance. |