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depend on her looks. He could hear. - "Well, so that's where you are! Now, didn't you hear me tell yoll that you had to write today? Don't you talk back to me, I won't listen to you." Then speaking to James, "Well, James, I'll tend to you later but just now you hold the horses there till I come down and get that lazy loafer you have in the chariot."
A moment later she came out the side door, still talking, and advanced towards the chariot. "Well, you big. lazy, good-for-nothing, what have you got to say for yourself? Answer me. Answer me, I say-No, no. Keep quiet I'm tired of listening. Don't you say one word."
She grabbed him by the ear and hauled him into the house; upstair::;
they went and down the hall to Cae- sar's room.
"Now then, you get to work, and no roast beef for your dinner today. Undelstanc1? You'll have oold sal- mon sandwiches and buttermilk." With this last :terrible threat !She shoved him into his room and Cae- sar's heart sank to his sandals when he heard the key click in the lock. He looked under the bed where he kept a rope for just such emergen- cies; it was gone. He gazed for a mo::1ent out the window and then gave it up. Sitting at the typewriter he pounded viciously far, far into
the night.
Next day the Fabium Printing Co.
published what is known to the moLt- ern world as Caesar's Gallic Wars.
By Helen Last Christmas Miss Burdock's admirer presented her with a hand- some, little music-box, and the fam- ily ear has been tickled ever since with half a dozen of the latest pop-
ular agonies.
Tuesday night they had company,
.and the music box, after doing glor- iously for awhile, suddenly collapsed at the first verse of the "Mulligan Guards," leaving the balanoe of that gallant command in a sort of musical purgatory.
The next morning Miss Burdock dressed her face with its compmiy expression, to coax her father to take the box with him when he went to business in order to have it re- paired; when he finally consented, she wrapped it ·up neatly, placed it, in his overcoat pocket, and hustled him off.
He caught a Brunswick Av.enue car, nodded to a couple of business acquaintances, secured a seat, and was in the act of opening the morn- ing paper when the musio-box sud· denly found its voice again and pro- ceeded to render the remaining vers- es of the "Mulligan Guards."
The passengers dropped their pa- pers, stared around at one another, and finally, tracing the music to Burdock, focused their eyes upon
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him, nudged each other, and laughed.
"No music, gentlemen, allowed in these cars," called out the conduc- tor sternly, coming in to coilect a fare just as the box rang out clearly and loudly with the chorus.
There was a perfect shout of laughter, in which everyone joined, except Burdock and the conducter, as the box suddenly changed its tune, coming out as strong as a circus band with "Meet Me in the Park, Love."
"Stop that music! I won't have such 'foolishness going on in this car," yelled the conductor, scrutin- izing the passengers suspiciously from the rear platform.
'\Confound the infernal thing! I wish it was at the bottom of the Red Sea," muttered Burdock, very red in the face and uncomfortable.
A minute later, as the music-box was about to plunge into a third song, the conduc,tor darted in, slap- ped Burdock on the shoulder, and said excitedly: "I've got you at last. Now, you just stop it, that's all."
"Stop it yourself, if you want to," said Burdock angrily.
The conductor frothed and fumed, looked under the seat and behind Burdock, but could see nothing, yet all the while that box was ever-
tlTHE G:LEANERII
BURDOCK'S MUSIC BOX