Central High School - Almanac Yearbook (Toledo, OH)

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saw still another recitation of the virtues of a certain brand. Under these circumstances there was but one thing for the professor to do. Again calling Mrs. Mothring, he asked her to order a couple of r .i..a.T 52' , p bottles of each brand, ex- Z Z plaining to her that he , iifg p had been left guardian of fs . l i Oh! how nice she ex- ,I if.: -' 1 7 f ' f l claimed. ffriow I Shan 'ffl I ' -. 1 1 likghfhg asa? lgttie Jliolti' w '-.lvixpi , e epar e , u re urn- 'ii ed in a few minutes, bring- ly ii , ing in Mr. Troth, a mining l 3 pi engineer, an old school . X friend of the professor. il i Mr. Troth received a long WH 1 ,gf 1 i explanation of the event 'V J , Which was so sadly dis- an f' i p turbing the quietude of the X J professor's life. I-Ie listened if BHD' ' J' sympathetically and sug- t I gested that a cradle should , p ' Q-he be ordered. 3 , M , mi Sure enough, said llflr. .ll ff A ji Goodwilly, as he Went out WE - o n ,V to.the telephone to order i w. ' this necessary piece of fur- ' W ' . N niture. W- THE PROFESSOR. Give me three hundred sixty-six, please. - Yes, three, six, six.-Hello, who is this?-Yes, Will 'you please send a cradle up?-Why, I don't know What kind. Mrs. Mothring, did you say she Would be a doll?

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X Baby. BY GEOR FUGATE. OFESSOR GOODWILLY was completely Wrapped up in the study of antiquities. But his soul contained too much of the milk of human kindness to refuse to receive his niece as his Ward. . An uncle, living in Pai-is,had left the professor guardian of Baby So it is that We find Mr. Goodvvilly, Who had not the least acquaintance With babies, sitting before his book-case endeavoring to read up on this subject. Taking a dictionary, the antiquarian found that a baby is an infant or young child of either sex. Humph, I knew that already, said he. Then the book Was closed With a snap, and Gray's phys- iology taken out to see if it gave any information on the all-engrossing subject. Babies must be kept Warm, so it said. The professor rang the bell, which summoned Mrs. Mothring, his housekeeper. He asked her to have three bolts of flannel sent up. Mrs. Mothring departed With a look of amazement on her rotund face. The learned man sat down and picked up a magazine. I-le chanced upon an advertisement for a baby food, and thought of ordering several bottles. But before he deter- mined upon this he saw another which swore by all the gods of the universe that it was the best and only reliable infant food in the market. What was the poor man to do? The next moment he

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Mrs. Mothring, being busily engaged talking with Mr. Troth, said Yes, of course. Yes, said the professor, I'd like a doll's cradle.- All right, good bye. H Now, he said to Mr. Troth, we can have a nice quiet talk. But the fates decided otherwise, for a servant bringing in a card was closely followed by a pompous, bustling little man, who began breathlessly- Good afternoon, Mr. Goodwilly, its a very pleasant day out. Gentlemen, continued Mr. Small, for this was his name, according to the card, have you thought of the issue at stake in the present election? Have you thought how like a huge wave we are, either triumphant, bearing the ship of state on our back, like a boy on a camel, and laughing in our sleeves at the other party, who snarl at our heels like an angry dogg or else letting the ship of state fall out of our arms into-into-. Gentlemen, you must see the force of my remarks? But, said Mr. Goodwilly, endeavoring to interposeg but he was to be disappointed, for Hercules A. Small's pause was but to gain breath, and now he was off again. We must, I say, purify the politics of the country. It is only by the utmost efforts of all that this can be doneff Bboth of you know this, said Small, paying no attention to repeated interruptions, so I shall say no more of how we must push the ship of state along just as if we were ahorse, bearing in the wagon behind, a precious burden. Gentlemen, he continued, drawing himself up to his full height of five feet eight inches, I am he of whom you must have heard much recently. I am the Moses who will cleanse the Augean stables and scrub and clean the government till it shines like a tea set. Gentlemen, I am Hercules Atlas Small. I am a candidate for alderman in this Ward. If I am elected, I will make our city the lamp