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About The Sunday Oregonian. (Portland, Ore.) 1881-current | View Entire Issue (June 18, 1916)
8 SAi Hi 1- , MM o V i I I t 'in i t' Mi:;:;!!! III I ' I I' I li t:!;::v I., 'f i 4b ill 7 1 y '? THE Sl;. ,1, --jXTST: 18, 191G. z IT was a fine, warm, sunny day and the Teenie Weenie grandpa sat on a pebble beneath the shade of a dandelion leaf slowly puffin" at his tiny pipe. The small boys played ball with a poppy seed, while the little girls played with their dolls under a mushroom. " Mrs. Lover and several of the Teenie Weenie ladies sat in a little circle at the shady side of the shoe house, gossiping and sewing. " Listen," cried Mrs. Lover, dropping the tiny sock that she was knitting. " I thought I heard horses galloping," and the next moment two mice came into sight with the Lady of Fashion and the Cowboy seated on their backs. The little women, dropping their work, quickly ran out to meet the newcomers, followed by the children and grandpa. "What's the matter?" asked Mrs. Lover anxiously. "Ha-ha-has anything happened to my hus-husband? Is he all right?" "He's fine as a fiddle," laughed the Cowboy, jumping from his steed and helping the Lady of Fashion to alight. " We've got good news." " The army is coming home tomorrow," shouted the Lady of Fashion. " and the General has sent us ahead to get things ready for their return." " O goodie ! goodie I " shouted a small boy. " We haven't had any fun since the Dunce went away." All the little people were filled with joy, for the army had been away for six long weeks and many tiny hearts had grown lone some for the gallant little soldiers. " We ought to do something for the army," Said Mrs. Lover, wiping the tears of joy from her cheek; "give them a party of some kind." " Let's give them a dance," cried the Lady of Fashion. " Nah 1 no fool dance," exploded grandpa. " I say fill 'em up, give 'em something good to eat." "We'll give them something to eat at the dance, too," said the Lady of Fashion with a withering look at the old gentleman!-- Most of the little people thought the idea of a dance a good one and they set out at once to make the necessary arrangements. A big board, lying beneath a rose bush, was chosen for the dance floor, and waxing it with honeycomb the little folks made it as smooth as a looking glass. A railing was then put around the edge of the board with pins and thread to keep the dancers from falling off, and teenie weenie flags were put up for decorations. The next afternoon, with drums playing and flags flying, the little army marched gayly up to the shoe house, where little drls, singing the Teenie Weenie national hymn, scattered rose petals before the returning heroe When the army was dismissed the soldiers hurried to the dance floor and danced many times to the strains of "The Teenie .Weenie Waltz," which had been written especially for them. For refreshments, sliced strawberry was served and the Cook was kept busy serving the hungry soldiers. The greedy Dunce ate 6 much and swallowed so many seeds that he was made ill and the Doctor thought that he might be taken down with appendicitis, but it proved to be nothing more serious than a very bad tummy ache. Every one had a lovely time and every one agreed with the General's toast, which was drunk in dewdrop wine, that "The best part of going away is coming home."- " " " - " ICepyrlgtl: 1916: By "Win. IXmnley.T CM ir - , " - a - j i, 1 1 r i ' iwStf ill! : J:::;:jj;;;;:; sir ffl If J I lei 4. . T . IS 9 y IK 2)