scorns. All make go-home agreeing how enjoyment that evening was.

At 2.11 clocktime, while those Axweilders was glad go bed, Mrs. & Mr. Spiggott set alonesome in parlor room where I could hear.

“Why do you bring those buffalo kittens to rage around this neighborhood?” she ask it. “One day more and I shall poison their foods.”

“They must get their fresh air somewheres,” he reprieve.

“Why should they spoil ours?” she snagger.

“I admit it,” he jar. “What could be more disgusting than Hon. Axweilder?”

“Hon. Mrs. Axweilder,” say her. So they go bed thinking so.

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Next morning were churchtime.

“We have engaged orchestra seats for you at church,” repose Mrs. Madam. “It will be great treat.”

“What denomino church is it?” require Hon. Axweilder.

“Methodist,” say her.

“We never go Methodist,” say him. “We are Osteopaths.”

“Then you will be pleased to excuse us,” backfire Hon. Mrs. with smiling glum. “We dare not neglect religion for those we love.”

So Hon. Spiggotts depart for church, walking together like chorus girls. Hon. Axweilders remain in parlor room reading pictures in comical supplement.

“Why you brought me to this disgustly place?” require she from him.

“I agree,” he snatch back. “We should have more fun going to hospital.”

When I hear this repartee I step forthly into room with helpmeet expression.

“Sweethearted Weak-Enders,” I say so, “obtain your hats and baggages with immediate quickness and I will snuggle you away from here before 

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