BURGESS' BEDTIME STORIES
-.- l!y THORNTON XV. BURGESS. -
Where beauty Is there you will rlna
The envious to mercy blind.
—Old Mother Nature.
Danny Listens to a Sad Tale.
“X am very glad to meet you, Egret,
replied Danny Meadow Mouse politely
to the handsome, snowy whit© cousin
of Lon^leg^ the Heron whom he had
just met. *‘I am sorry to hear1 that
there are only a few members of your
family left, but I don’t quite under
stand what those wonderful plumes
you tell almut have to do with it.’
Egret drew his head back down be
tween his shoulders, and into his
eyes came a look of great sadness.
“It is very plain to see that you are a
stranger down here,” said he. ' )es,
sir, that Is very plain. Everyone
who lives down here knows the sad.
sad story of my family."
"Tell me the story,” begged Dan
ny.
Egret sighed, "I don't like to tell
It." said he. "I don’t like to even
think about it. It is too dreadful.
Yes. sir. it is too dreadful.”
Danny waited quietly a few min
utes, and Egret continued to gaze
off across* the water with that sad
look in his eyes. At length Danny
ventured to speak a wee bit timidly.
"Did you say it was because of
plumes,” asked he.
"yes,” replied Egret.
"What are plumes?" asked Danny.
Egret gave Danny a funny, side
long glance as if he suspected Danny
of asking a foolish question just fot
the sake of talking. But when lie
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saw how eagerly Danny was waiting
for his reply, he knew that Danny
really was seeking to learn some
thing. ‘'Plumes,” said he, “are beau
tiful feathers."
"Hut you have beautiful feathers
right now,” said Danny admiringly,
“yet you spoke of those plumes as
being something you have only in the
spring.”
"So I did. So 1 did,” replied Egret.
"Of course, you know that most birds
wear brighter, handsomer coat* in
spring than they do later In the year.
My coat, being all white, cannot be
made any brighter or more beautiful
in Itself, so in the spring Old Mother
Nature gives me some extra feathers.
They are wonderful. They grow out
"Tell me the story," begged Danny.
from my back and are long and silky
and reach beyond my tall. They are
wonderful and beautiful and every
body admires them. Alas, that Is the
trouble!" ' •
“What is the trouble?’’ Danny
asked, looking a little puzzled.
‘‘They are admired too much," re
plied Egret. "They are admired too
much by those terrible two-ieged
creatures called men. There was a
time when there were so many Egrets
down here* in the Sunny South that
there would lie one or more nests in
every tree and hush in certain places,
and now there are so few of us left
that I am often fearful that the time
is close at hand when there will be
none at all. And It is ail because of
those beautiful plumes. Yes, sir, it
is all because of those beautiful
plumes. Once 1 was very proud of
them, but • now 1 wish they would
never grow out again. Yes. sir, I do
so. 1 dread the coming of spring and
the growing of those new plume*. The
happiest day in all the year for me is
when the last one of those wonder
ful plumes drops. Men are terrible
creatures.
The next story: “Egret’s Awful
Story.”
New York
— Day by Day—
By O. «. MTNTYRK.
Mexico City,, Dec. 21.—In a little
side street running off the Alameda is
Dlnty Moores. It Is a slumming
high light for Americans and Is the
hang out for the outcast riff raff
from the states. Most of the regular
patrons are seeking relief for tuber
cular troubles.
The proprietor is a beady eyed,
scowling hombre from the Barbary
coast. He has a bent nose and a
porcupine pompadour. An Apache
like piano player with a red hand
kerchief at his throat thumps out
popular tunes. The walls are cov
ered with caricatures of prominent
visitors.
Glued to the mirror are five dice
in a row—all aces. The high num
bers were thrown one night by
“Queen Bess"—a faded beauty from
San Francisco who drifted here
doomed to die. (me night at clos
ing time she asked for the dice box.
"If I have a chance for heaven the
dice w 111 show it." she said. She
[threw five aces the first throw and
I the next day they found her dead.
Two scrawny girl* sat on the liar tell
ing of a debauch. The piano player s
sweetheart who might have stepped
out of the old bowery, slept in a
chair at his side.
The place had not begun to fill
when we arrived. There were side
rooms with crude imitations of
popular comic strip* on the walls.
The proprietor roughly objected to
an American girl asking a member
of our party for a oigaret. "Thi*
ain’t no dump.” he snarled.
The girl laughed—and then broke
into a fit of coughing. There was
sawdust on the floor—the fume* of
stale beer and dead cigaret stumps.
The gayety as the crowds began to
seep In was restrained. One felt that
here was a port of missing men and
women.
A young Ameilcan hoy with his
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coat collar turned up and hi* raP
pulled down came In shaking from
alcoholic excesses. Jt was long after
midnight but he was Just up for the
day. He drank four or five quick
shots of whisky and left a silver
watch for payment. Then he de
parted. “The kid ain't got far to
go'" said one of the pasty faced
girls. “He'll soon be out of this XT
ten world.”
The police here carry lanterns at
night. The lantern Is the law. You
see the lanterns at every mid town
street corner and mostly the police
man is asleep In some doorway. You
may talk back to the officer but
touch his lantern and you go to Jail.
There are no patrol wagons. Prison
ers are walked to prison. They told
me of an American who came down
here once on a spree and In a
prankish moment gathered up 32
police lanters and took them to his
hotel.
One of the most delightful break
fasts was had at the Cafe Cologne
on the Pasel dc la Reforma. It wss
a sunshiny morning. The cafe Is
glass enclosed. In the light atmos
phere peculiar to Mexico was the
perfume of fragrant flowers. More
than 50 mocking birds in cages about
the veranda trilled their dulcet notes.
Yet, outside, newsboys were crying
their extras. Someone had been kid
naped and assassinated. A new
political upheaval was brewing.
At the noor hour Just before all th«
stores and shops close for the siesta
the streets are filled with venders
of luncheon food. Clerks patronise
them generously. They may buy an
appetizer from one, a sandwich from
another and a soft drink from the
third. The venders are filthy in ap
pearance but it is noticable the con
tainers for their food are spotlessly
clean.
The amusing little carryalls with
perhaps a big horse and a tiny mule
offer the poor wife an opportunity
to go to market with some show of
splendor. The carryalls are
wheelers with a half canopy top an,
one may ride all over town for 1€
cents. The drivers are hard looking
brigands who sleep all the time they
are not carrying a fare.
Copyright. 1»2S.
St. Louis Bank
$500,000 Short
St. Louis, Mo.. Dec. 21—The Chip
pewa bank in the southern part of
the city closed today and a report
reached prosecuting officials that the
shortage may reach $500,000. Grtt
Beb Wyermann. president, issued s
statement that the cashier. John S.
Carr, confessed that he was short
in his accounts and returned $34,000.
but that the exact shortage has not
been ascertained.
The capital of the bank Is given
$200,000 and the surplus as $100,000.
Greek Regent Sworn in.
By Associated Press.
Athens. Dec. 21— Admiral Court
douriotis has assumed the regency of
Greece. Colonel Plastiras of the mili
tary directorate administered the oath
this evening in the presence of the
Holy Synod |nd members of the cab
inet.
It is possible that a republic may
be proclaimed soon if the movement
begun by General Tangalos. military
governor of Athens and the Extremist
leader of the republican party, con
tinues to gain headway.
In Xyasaland wives are taken ‘Am
approval. ____
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