96 96 “So sorry!” I regret. In distant midnight I could hear rural hose-carriage approaching with gongs. “Maybe there was no fire, but this were very useful practice. Also I was enabled to show you the iced quality of my intelligence. If there had been some fire, I should put it out!” “You have put nearly everything else out,” sorrowfully Hon. Mrs., looking outside to moonlight where the entire interior of her home lay scrambled on the lawn. Hon. Fogg gargle with his teeth. “Since you are so talented at putting things out,” he suggest, “perhaps you can place yourself elsewheres with immediate rapidness.” I oblige. When nextly observed, I were setting in R. R. Station awaiting for morning train and feeling quite roasted. Hoping you are the same, Yours truly, Hashimura Togo. Yours truly, Hashimura Togo 97 97 XII Togo Makes Discoveries To Editor Good Housekeeper Magazine, whose mind thinks recipes. Dear Mr. Editor:—When Hon. Chris Columbus dishcovered America, he do so at his own risk. It are muchly the same with Gen. Housework—all persons must be entirely careful about what they find out, because they can’t always do something with it. I know because I try. Dear Mr. Editor My last former address was home of Hon. Mrs. J. B. Cluck, Canton, O. I am now employed there as an absentee. Mr. Editor, you and your magazine are blame for the miserable anecdote what happen to me there. I tell you, Mr. Editor Good Housekeeper, how was: This Hon. Cluck lady
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