FRIDAY,. OCTOBER 21, U21.
THE OREGON DAILY i JOURNAL, PORTLAND, .OREGON
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By Gccrco McTuir.
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MTTOW o yoa do? How'w your
XX Collector , of - Internal - Revenue
. Miller exclaimed In affable greeting- to
Seon to B Collector of Internal Rev
enue Huntley as the latter was nshered
into the office In the customs building,
. "Have a chair, Mill Insisted hospitably,
: i"Have this one," he added Indicating
the official and easy swivel. "You'd Just
' as weir get used to the way it feels."
' ' "I thank you so much," Clyde beamed
gratefully, 'but I'd better alt ever here
c "till I belong; . over there. When J set
there onco I won't want to get out
-"again.'
- "Maybe," MUt " answered . absently,
- "It's a . comfortable place to flit."
s -"It's a- nice 4ay," Clyde suggested
tentatively after a minute or, two of
t silence, "it a nice flay to fee out in.-
. "Yea, Milt grinned ' fa&ek at him,
"It's a nice day to go out In, too,".
t '"That wasn't what I meant," Clyde
. hastened to say, '"what I meant was
; that today's pice day to get out in if
,. you aon t nave ta guy in out of it,"
"I get you." Milt assured him. "What
you mean is that today's a nice day to
get out in fx you haven.'t got anything
that'll keep you la out of if
"Whafre you feUah's arguln about T
. T.Pgeir asked as he wandered Into the
'office on a friendly visit of MMl and
: farewelV, It seems to me yor could
. find something more'n the weather to
. fuss ever.'- '?. -: - 'y : -.
. "We're not fussing, Mflt and C3yd
chanted in unison. "There isn't any
' body we think more of tban ef each
" "Thafg right, Clyde continued In
sistently. "I was iust trylnr to tell MUt
that this was a nice, warm sunny day
. to get out in )f you want to get out In
. . -And,' Milt Interrupted. "I waa Just
r. saying that U's a nice day to get out in
- it you have to get put whether ypu want
to get out in it or stay in." ;
i . "You're both right,?. T.' ' Taei said
Judicially, "It'a a nice day for Milt to
get out In i when he has to get out in It,
- "d it's a nice day for Clyde to get out
, in because he cajt't, get. in out of.it
iust yet" . "v
"What I meant," Clyde said in des-
peratiorn "is that It'g damned fine weath
er we're having today."- -
"Ohf T. Peer chuckled, "now you're
' talkJn jUUcs o we can -understand
you. " V"
You know," clydo mused aa he tee
tered baelf and forth In Milt's easy ehair.
, ..j thjn j-m B-oing .to like this place
" whm I ret in ft"
. fit's a jflne place to stajp in," Milt
i assured him, a trine of; wtstfuineas m
'Jils tope,"Of. coarse, he added, "there's
' jots' to dojto keep you busy.
At Last tbe Merry
. By TherHteg W. Barges s
. t Cot4 thtBn uit ef tea srs belated,
' But amply iwpcy those who waited.
. O-Umtf UMIe Breesw.
IT WAS! almost the middle of the
morning when one of the Merry Little
Breeses of Old Metfher West "Wind fe
,merpbered ' the ? unshaken jsat" trees tn
i tbe (Efreenj iFereBt'VAPd reSninfled the.
other Merry Id t tie "Breezes, Instantly
all stopped playing on the Green
"Meadows. ' f . ( - , i- . -
"What shall we doT- cried one " In
" dismay. "We should "have ' shaken
' those trees the, very first thing this
"morning. ' You-know that is what Old
Mother West Wind told us to do.
r "We'll do It now." declared the Merry
Tattle .Breese-1 who had remembered.
"There is nothing else for us to do.
'Come onf" ' . "" --'-
-Away raced the Merry little Breeses
straight for the Green Forest, and-they,
were in such a hurry that they brushed
all the red and yellow leaves from the
tops of the maple trees as they passed
, and sent them fluttering down fn aU di
rections. They would have liked to stay
and blew those beautiful red leaves and
yellow leaves about, but there wasn't
... time. ' -' " - , . ... '
.80 on they rushed -straight to the
beech trees. There, waiting patiently,
were the Deer family and the. Grouse
family and a few ether timid people who
are fond of little, sweet brown beech
nuts. And there, growling at each other
andJn a very bad . temper, were Buster
Bear. Mother Bear and the cubs. Boxer
and Woof -Woof.
The Merry Uttle Breezes understood,
and they were sorry and ashamed that
they had kept these friends Of their
waiting. . With a rush they seised the
branches of the beech frees and shook
and shook and shook and shook with all
. their might. The little, sweet, brown
nuts flew out of their little husks and
rattled down through the branches and
tumbled and rolled among the leaves on
the ground. Back and forth rooked the
tors ef the trees. Ud and, down, and
. from side to side flew the branches. The.
yellow-brown leaves flew off in clouds,
and by the time the Merry Uttie Breeses
SM m N
; Side Lines
WITHOUT dropping
: tue least part of its
V, special service to the pufc
.lic :. tn fillie prescript,
, ' tionsy. and selling depend-r
able drugs, Niu's has ,
gradually added- manyN
lines" . . of - merchandise
'FhTgdj to serve Its cus
tomers still more, ef- --
-ficiently. .
You . will, find here all
. sorts: of toilet necessl-
ties. , Parisiari Ivory arti- "
cles,--jjurses and .billfolds, ,
--i " Candy, fountain pens ltnd J
- Eversbarp "pencils, and .
many .othef articles "toef t
'. , fiumertjov to .mention.; ;-
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COO GV'AHO AtOES STill-ykS I
' Tea.' Clyde agreed, "but then Vhtre're
wis la oo it ana mayo we u nave rein
forcements.' "If you do you'U have a clnctC Milt
assured 14m, "but with me. workinf as
OO, s nepc jqe awjui , puy,- , .
wen," Clyde hail boasted, "I'm a
fast worker myself when I get started.
You know,: h said tentatively, "I think
I'll take that picture of WO son down and
hang up Harding and anoo Bryan out
and put Coolidge in his Place," '
"There's a rule egajnst it," Mi)t
argued with a partisan glint .-in his
glance, "you're not allowed to deface the
walls of a federal buildiBg- ' .
, Iefaoer' , Clyde -questioned, ."Where
do you get that stuff, t Harding and
Coolidge are a beauty show beside those
birds."
, "Look at that chtn," .MUt commanded
heatedly as he pointed te the Wilson
portrait, "And look at that lofty hrow,"
he said. directing his fjlpger towards the
Ukeneas of Bryan." " .
-"Harding's got the One Jaw.". Clyde
contended, "And the CooHttge nose is a
classic."
"Yes," MUt retorted, "that's what you
notice most about this administration,
Jaw and nose,"
"Ifa' still got Its hair in anyway."
Clyde replied casting his eye at the
Bryan dome, "that's one comfort,"
"So's the patient ox," MUt answered
sarcastically, "And its horpe, too,", be
added suggestively. - -
"Say r T.' Paer. Interrupted diploma
tically, Don;t you'spoae we eould ar
bitrate this."
"I'm going to strike n a minute,"
MUt threatened, "and If I do" he
ised, all l.ands'11 go out."
"Whafe your arbitration,' Clyde asked
doubtfully. "J'm going te hang Harding
and Coolidge or bust."
. "You won't have ta," MUt Interpolated
ambiguously, "give em time and they'll
do It themselves.?
"Why ot put Milfa plctijre p 'nd
eall it square?" T. Paer suggested.
That wouldn't bust any rule would it T"
"That's net f a bad idea," MUt - ad'
mitted, "but if you'd put Clyde's up too
it would keep things mere balanced."
"It'd be a good precedent,"' Clyde said
thoughtfuUy, "I'U arbitrate." -
'"Then," T. Paer grinned, "they can't
be no quarrel about which administra
tion's got the best jaw,"
"Or the best nose." Clyde said rub
bing, his own tenderly
"Or the best hair,' MUt remarked as
he ruffled his temperamental mane,
"Andi" T, Paer sid, sack administra
tion can hang the other." ,
"Win, said both in unison "that
suit me."-
Idttle Broeatss Arrive
Happy Jack Squirrel scolded ad fast
aa his tongue could go.
were so out of breafh that they couldn't
shake another branch there wasn't a
single little sweet, brown hut left cling-'
lng - in its husk . on ope of those beech
trees. No, sir , there wasn't one,
Buster Bear had stepped growling
Mother Bear had stopped grumbling.
Boxer and , Woof-Woo, the cubs, had
slopped quarreling, AU the bad temper
of the Bear family liad vanished. Where
had it gone"? Well, you might have
thought it had gone into the Squirrel
cousins to have heard them scold. Hap
py Jack Squirrel scolded as fast as bis
tongue could go. Rusty the Fox Squir
rel scolded as fast as his tongue could
go. Chatterer the Red Squirrel well.
Chatterer scolded aa fast aa his two big
cousins together. You know Chatterer
is a famous scolder.
The truth is the ' Squirrel cousins
were the only- ones- who were not
glad because of the coining of the
Merry Little Breezes. ' Before they had
all those little, sweet, brown nuts to
than selves ; now they must divide with
all who wanted a share, and it seemed
to them that that included everybody In
the Green Forest. , Of course it didn't,
but there were so many busy people
down there on the ground that it seemed
that way.
But sitting up In those trees scolding
wouldn't put any little, sweet, brown
beechnuts In their storehouses. Besides,
no one paid the least attention to their
scolding. So Happy Jack and Rusty
decided that If they wanted their share
tbe 'only way to get It would be to join
the others on the ground and hunt for; it,
and this is Just what' they dies Chat
terer scolded a little longer and then he,
too, scampered down and began to rus
tle about -among the dry leave looklnz
for little, sweet, brown nuts. And there
was great contentment under the beech
trees because, of the coming of the -Merry
little Breeses,
(Ceevricht 1SI, ky.T W. ftertws). ..
- The next Story : - "The Truce of the
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