"I hope they will explain that to the House Policeman as soon as they get him to the Hospital," said the Parent. "Otherwise, he might misconstrue their Motives."

   Next Day, when he went back, he told Mother not to worry about Buchanan, as he seemed to have a full and sympathetic Grasp on the true Inwardness of Modern Educational Methods.

   MORAL: Attend to the Remittances and Son will do the Rest.

   Once there was a Family called Jump that had sampled every Ward within the Corporation Limits.

   The Jumps did a Caravan Specialty every time the Frost went out of the Ground.

   When the Sarsaparilla Ads began to blossom, and the Peach Crop had been ruined by the late Cold Snap and the Kids were batting up Flies in the Lot back of the Universalist Church, and a Barrel-Organ down Street was tearing the Soul out of "Trovatore"—these were the Cues for Mrs. Jump to get her Nose into the Air and begin to champ at the Bit.

   Mother was a House-Hunter from away back. She claimed to be an Invalid eleven months out of the Year and took Nerve Medicine that cost $2.00 a Bottle. Just the same when April hove into view and Dame Nature began to stretch herself, then Mother put on

   her Short Skirt and a pair of Shoes intended for a Man and did a tall Prance.

   She was good for 12 hours a Day on any kind of Pavements. With her Reticule loaded full of "To Let" Clippings, she hot-footed from Street to Street. Every time she struck a Fresh Trail she broke into a Run.

   Mother was looking for a House that had twice as many Closets as Rooms and a Southern Exposure on all four sides.

   She had conned herself into the Belief that some day she would run down a Queen Anne Shack that would be O.K. in all Particulars.

   In the Magazine that came every Month she had seen these Dream-Pictures of Palaces that can be put up for $1,500.00, if you steal your Materials.

   She had gazed at the Bunco Illustration of the swell Structure with bushy Trees dotting the Lawn and a little Girl rolling a Hoop along the Cement Side-Walk and she had set her Heart on that kind of a Home.

   Mother loved to study the Plans and count the Bath-rooms and figure on Window 

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