“In this they are similar to aeroplanes,” I snuggest.

“Perhapsly!” she combust. “At any rates, I give you instructions. Whenever you see a fly, track him to his hole and shoe him at once.”

“Only horse-flies can be shoed,” I determinate.

She could not assimilate this reply I said.

“Whenever I see flies,” she say furthermore, “I shodder, not so much for self & husband as for dearie Baby Alexander, who are endanger.”

“Expect me to fear nothing including flies,” I narrate cruelly like a Samurai.

Mr. Editor, when housewifely lady got fears for something she got it even when it are not there. I once did kitchen labor for one lady who imagine tramps was somewhere all time. When grocer arrive with order expression, she holla, “Tramp!” till he say otherwise. She yall, “Tramp!” when welcoming book-agent peddleman43 come. One day gentleman in very tired-looking clothes arrive up to door. She screech, “Tramp!” and quench him with hose-water. “I am preacher,” he yellup. “I thought you was tramp,” she oblige. “At my salary I should be,” he negotiate while walking awayward.

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Thusly it were with Hon. Mrs. Pumphrey about flies. Each morning she examine fly-paper lovingly like mariners studying charts.

“How much flies we caught this a.m., Togo?” she ask it.

“Six,” I say it. “Five house and one butter.”

“Unloosen Hon. Butterfly,” she dement. “We should not punish nature’s lovely insex becouse of sins of others.”

So I grabb that lovely insex and attemp remove him from his sticky toes. But when I done so he turn meanly and bit me on thumb with hot end of his poison tail.

“That butterfly are a wasp!” I lecture amid Japanese word curse.

“Wasps does little harm,” she say sweetishly.

“What little they does can be noticed immediately,” I snarrel.

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