the eggs. "That chicken will be burned to a crisp, and the eggs won't be fit to eat." "I don't understand him at all," said Whistlebinkie. "Look at this notice to burglars he has pinned upon the wall." Mollie looked and saw the following, printed in very awkward letters, hanging where Whistlebinkie had indicated: Notiss to Burgylers. Notiss to Burgylers. CONTENTS [Pg 52] If you have come to robb mi house you'd better save yourselfs the trouble. My silver spoons are all made of led, and my diamonds are only window glass. If you must steel something steel the boyled eggs, because I don't like boyled eggs anyhow. Also plese if you get overcome with remoss[Pg 52] for having robbed a poor old man like me and want to give yourselfs upp to the poleese, you can ring up the poleese over the tellyfone in Miss Mollie Wisslebinkie's house up on Broadway. [Pg 52] Yoors trooly, The Unwiseman. Yoors trooly, The Unwiseman. The Unwiseman CONTENTS P. S. If you here me coming while you are robbing me plese run, because I'm afraid of burgylers, and doo not want to mete enny. N. G. If you can't rede my handwriting you'd better get someboddy who can to tell you what I have ritten, because it is very important. Wishing you a plesant time I am egen as I sed befour Yoors tooly, The Unwiseman. Yoors tooly, The Unwiseman.
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