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Our Boys
DE OL' JIBBEROO.
When de sun hab slipped his reins, ll'l chap,
En galloped down in de Wes',
En de hills had donned deh gray nightcap
En de li'l buhds seek deh nes',
Den's de time, mah honey, when de ghos fogs rise
En. de glow wuhms gleam In de dew;
En ef you's about
Why, yu betteh watch out?
Watch out foh de ol' JIbberoo! ,
De wicked, red eyed ol' JIbberoo!
Sumtimes when de sap lawg sings en groats
En de knotholes gleam lak eyes,
En de shaddehs dance on de white hearf-sto a??,
En de lonesum night win' sighs,
Den de witch book say
Det he's due dis way?
So luk foh de ol' JIbberoo!
De prowlln', spooklak ol' JIbberoo!
Now what am de Jibberoo? Nobody knows,
But de witch book et say dds,
De Jibberoo cums when de night win' bl<rws
En de swamps am white wid mis';
When de brown bats sail aroun' your hed
En de swamp owls go "To-w-whoo,"
En de blood red moon
Dyes de green lagoon,
W o /mi f fnh Ha nl' HHhnmn I
De awful, tad snatcbin' ol' Jibberoo!
?Victor A. Hermann, in United Presbyterian.
. "DE. COOK," OF THE PHTT.TPINE
.ISLANDS.
Dr. Cook is a monkey, and he lives in New
Jersey.
When he first came to live with the friends
who now have him, he was a small monkey,
and could be trusted to run around the house
by himself, although, it must be confessed, he
did on one occasion steal two of the nice raised
biscuits before the other cook had a chance to
put them in the oven, and he did once open a
jar of nice pickles and put his hand in and
get a taste; but, on the whole, he was too small,
his friends thought, to do much mischief.
Alas! One day, while entertaining a lady
from out of town, the door pushed slowly open,
and in walked Dr. Cook. His hands nearly
to elbows were ink, and his chin was ink, and
his mistress said: "Oh, dear me, I must go
and see what Cook has been doing." She
went, and the first thing she found at the head
of the stairs was a box of matches, or at least
an empty box, for the matches were all scat
tered around on the floor. She went a little
further, and there were all the books on the
parlor table open, and on the desk a mite box
torn to pieces, and the carefully treasured pennies
of the little girl of the house were scattered
all around?that is, what Dr. Cook had
not pouched.
I wonder if you know what I mean by a
"pouch." The monkey's cheeks are like yours,
only inside they have a little bag, where he
puts things when he doesn't want to eat them
right away, or when he wants to hide them
and play with them afterwards. Dr. Cook is
very fond of putting in tacks, pennies, needles,
and, in fact, anything he can get?corks from
bottles and buttons?and very funny he looks
when he comes along with his ponches stock
foil of things.
One day he was discovered polling corks oat
of medicine bottles. Another time, when the
family were at dinner, the maid came in and
said: "I think yoo had better go oot and see
what Cook is doing." He had opset the gasoline
can and was tasting the gasoline. His
friends fear that some day, between his fond
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ness for matches and gasoline, he may blow
up. But the day he appeared all ink they
found he had been tasting the contents of
the ink bottle, but, not liking it, had come upstairs
to see what else he could find.
Dr. Cook is very fond of his bath. They get
his tub ready for him in his cage?he has to be
kept in a cage now, for he is so mischievous?
then Cook gets on the edge of his tub, and his
long tail balances him nicely. He puts his
hand in and feels the water, to see if it is all
right, not too hot or too cold, then goes in all
the WAV Yftn nonnnl 1- -?
J . - v?uuuv ICC a lilillg UJL II1 III.
After a minute, when you would surely think
he would be drowned, he pops up and looks at
you very quietly, as much as to say: "You
couldn't do that." He loves his bath. Has
a piece of soap and plays with it till it gets in
his eyes.
He and the other cook are great friends. In
the morning she takes him his fruit and his
dish of oatmeal and milk?the kind you have?
and he eats it with speed. He always has
what the family have, but before he eats anything,
he smells of it, licks it, and, if it is all
right, eats. He is very fond of ice cream, but
it is funny to see him try to break a piece of ice.
He looks much puzzled, it is so cold and slippery.
une day I was sitting on the porch, when a
little hoy abont four years old came to the
corner of the porch, and in a very deep, horrified
tone said: "Lady, won't yon please come
and see what the monkey is doing! He stole
a little girl's hair ribbon, and she can't get it."
Sure enongh, the little girl had gone too close
to Dr. Cook. He had reached through the
wires of his cage and pulled off the ribbon,
taking it into the cellar in his cage indoors.
You see, he has two houses?one out of doors,
and the other in the house?with a little run
between, and in very cold weather he has a
nice, warm sleeping bag.
Like the Dr. Cook for whom he was named,
he is a great explorer. Whatever anyone else
does or tries to do, Cook wants to do, too. One
day he tried to wash a pair of overalls the colored
man had been working with only a few
minutes before.
He is very fond of kitties. He will take a
little kitten in his arms and hold it just like
your mother used to hold you when you were
a baby. When the kitty would not come to
him one day, he put out his long tail and
moved it just enough to attract Kitty's attention
TTifHr fnllnn?n<l --1 1-1 *
? ivuwiTcu mc an uiiiu sne came
near enough for Cook to catch her, which he
did, and hugged her tight.
When he gets tired, he will snuggle down in
his mistress* arras and make a funny little
grunting noise and then go to sleep, just like
you little people snuggle down in your mother's
arras all comfy.
Don't you think Dr. Cook is a nice pet? 1
hope you will like him.?Jeannette McMillan,
in Presbyterian Advance.
The effort, of late so wide-spread, to secure a
"safe and sane" observance of the Fourth of
July, has been productive of good. This year
only twenty-four deaths and 983 injuries have
been reported, as against 150 and 4,000 thirteen
years ago when statistics began to be kept. In
twenty-five large cities the record dropped from
52 dead and 1,607 injured in 1908 to 4 dead and
458 injured in 1912.
) 0 TB tAugust^14^912^^1
A NEW MULTIPLICATION TABLE.
"Oh, I'm going to have such a good time this
afternoon 1" cried Myra.
"I hope you are not leaving all your lessons
behind you, dear," said Aunt Rachel, with a
smile at the light-hearted lassie.
"Every one of them. Not to give them a
thought until vacation is over. Mother thinks
that, as I had a good deal of headache the last
few weeks, I would better not use my eyes
raucn."
"She is right, dear. I was only thinking that
if you could multiply your good times a little"?
"The very thing I'm going to do. Trust me
for that!"
"That is right, dear. Take the multiplication
table into your pleasures."
"But do you mean study itt You are puzzling,
auntie. You often are, and then I find
you always mean something/'
"Puzzle it out, my bird. If you multiply
well, you will find a rich vacation. I mean
just that?hold on to the multiplication table.
You will be surprised to find how easy it is,
and how very delightful."
Later in the day, Myra came again, her face
this time more thoughtful, but not less happy.
"I've thought it out, auntie?yes, and
worked it."
"And does it work well, my dearie!"
"Oh, so well! Though," with a grave shake
of the head, "I had to tackle it pretty hard
to make out what you could be meaning. Multiply?multiply
pleasures. That seemed easy
at first. Just to keep on the lookout for all
the pleasures I could possibly get hold of.
That is what I had planned for the whole vacation.
"Then I began to think it couldn't be that,
or you wouldn't have said what you did. And
I hit it. More pleasure?multiply, multiply?
but not all for me. The only other way was
to get more folks into it."
The small chatterer stopped to look inquiringly
at Aunt Rachel, but the latter only
smiled and nodded for her to go on.
"I had ten cents to spend for candy. I was
going to take my dolls out into the grove, and
eat it there. And I had a new book, and I was
going to read it. If any of the girls were with
me, they would expect some of the candy, you
see, and I couldn't have a nice, quiet time."
"I see you had laid out a very nice afternoon
for yourself, dear."
"Yes. Well, as I went for the candy, I met
the Crane girls. They had walked clear out
our way to try to find some wild flowers, and
asked me if I knew where they were. They
live in a flat, you know, and don't often get
out so far. I had crone nn th#> hill for oolum
bine and mandrakes, only yesterday, and I didn't
feel much like going again, but they looked
so glad and so anxious when I tried to tell them
where they were that I said I'd go, and we had
such a jolly time. That was a real four-times
one, wasn't it!"
"It really was."
"When we came back, Jane called me to
the kitchen and said, 'I see you have company,
so you will want some cookies.' So with
these and the candy we.had a regular little
feast. Then Delia fVan? rpad a atnrv That
J m ~
was keeping on with the four times, you see,
and don't you think T might call it a little bit
of a multiplication?just say about two times
onef"
"Oh, yes, my dear little girl," and Aunt
Rachel put a tender arm about Myra, "for yon
are certainly learning the new multiplication
table!"?Sydney Day re, in Young Ckrigfia*
Soldier.