Central High School - Almanac Yearbook (Toledo, OH)

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be mad when she finds out the truth! She'1l probably come after me. I don't see what business that fussy preacher had in ask- X WX ll LEX 4 bA , p w I f'S?f':fs-RCE? fiiffr ing me if I had my parents' consent. Let's take Tipsey out of this cage, poor thing. Now, Tipsey was a monkey in characteristics, as Well as in physique, and no sooner had he crawled out of his foot- square cage, and had stretched himself a little, than he began to investigate. I-Ie found out where the drinking water was obtained, and he quenched his thirst every ive minutes. The passengers hastily hunted up their own private traveling cups. I-Ie tried to get into the pockets of a loud-voiced, gaudily-dressed lady, whose handkerchief was very strong of perfume that smelled like his pet kind of candy. He took exercise by jumping from one chandelier to another, in the parlors, to the terror of a fat lady who wasn't spry and knew it, and to the great amusement of general small boys, until he broke a globe and cut his tail badly 5 whereupon Alice wound a ribbon around it and tied a bow,which was the source of more pride to him than is seemly in a monkey. He slid down the brass banister by mistake once, and enjoyed the scare so much that he spent one entire morning pursuing his reiiection down the glistening pole. The captain complained. He said he could furnish someone who could shine the brass without scratching it all up. Tipsey wound his tail around and hung from everything conceivable for such use, and a great many things inconceivable. He took his afternoon siesta on the big- gest sofa in the dining-room, and shed his hairs abundantly on it. What he did in the kitchen is unknown, except that his popular- ity and the number of his visits there increased daily, and he was

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The Tale of Tipsey Watts. BY LAURA HICKOX. IILLUSTRATED BY CARL S. LANDGRARI T will be a new way of doing it, she said. Besides being no end of fun, he an- swered. And see here, Alice, let's not be bothered with any luggage at all. And wear the same things from one end of the month to the other? No, sir ! Well, I won't tote a valise around. We can take a trunk and have plenty of room. If we ever want to pack in a hurry we can just sling things in and save timef' a remark illustrating both the young man's foresight and his laziness. And then, Tom, I must take Tipsey, too. Think how lonely he would be, and besides, ,he ought to get a breath of his native air once more before he dies. He's not young, you know, if he is small. No, he's too experienced to be youthful. I'll furnish a bird cage for him. This conversation was delivered in low tones in Alice Bur- nett's front parlor. Then followed an animated perusal of an ocean time-table, but in the midst of it the door opened, and for some reason the time-table took refuge under the sofa, and the pair were engrossed in a discussion concerning the pickles served at a certain luncheon. Down in the cabin was the baggage of Mr, and Mrs. Thomas Watts, Manchester, England, and up on the deck of an ocean steamer bound for India, Mr. and Mrs. T. W. were waving a last farewell to the chimneys of Liverpool. . You see, Alice, I'm bound for London on a business trip. And Pm at Cousin Florence's for a week. Won't mamma

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not on speaking terms with the head cook's pet rooster. On the passenger decks what he did not do was the unknown part of the question. Meanwhile his benefactress was taking life seriously in her QLXMH . A- - . .. in Y ' i i' l kd Lim .L R iff-H+ ' liiluli iii i ' viii-4 'ie 4 si , . f tw X X . 1 X! ,f 4 0 asf A 'fx xf ' v. 1 y XX it t 1 fx stateroom, and did not appear until the last day of the voyage. Tom, who was only sick the first part of the ntime, spent the last three days in amusing Alice and in shortening every so often the chain he got from the 'captain for Tipsey. India's coral strand was finally reached, and they disembarked at Bombay, with no idea Where to go next. As to this last, they- did not care for themselves, but they wished to ind a a safe place to stow ' ' Ewi- - '- 1 Tipsey and the trunk Mr. and Mrs. T. W. were waving a last fare- well tothe chimneys of Liverpool. when they did not Want them.l For the trunk this was easy enough, but as monkeys were by no means a rare article in the country, they could ind no place in which Alice could feel sure that Tipsey would ,receive fair treatment. So he went with them. For a week they had a most enjoyable time. It would not be in keeping to expect anythingelse during a honeymoon. They would go on tours of investigation from the city for two or three days at a time, never going far, but living a happy-go-lucky life, with no excitement except what Tipsey caused. One day they stopped on the wharf to see a freight vessel from England come in. The great ship slowly glided up to the landing and a few passengers stood ready to leave it. Suddenly