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The day book. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, January 04, 1913, Image 16

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UNDER THE MISTLETOE
Gertie had just been kissed a
big, bold kiss. There-was no mis
taking the fact ; though, of course
in Arthur's opinion, at any rate
the presence of mistletoe justi
efid the action. But Gertie, it
would seem, thought otherwise.
"You wicked wretch !" she ex
claimed, turning on smiling Ar
thur angrily, and flashing her
pretty eyes. "I'll never speak to
vou again! If only I could find
out who put up that mistletoe.
I'd "
Well, there was quite a number
of unpleasant things she threat
ened to do, and it took Arthur a
long time to pacify her.
Later in the day, he met Ger
tie's little brother.
"Tommy," he said, "I'm going
to take your sister away from you
soon. Will you mind?"
"Not a bit." replied Tommy.
"We aren't friends now."
"Obi"
"You see." the boy continued,
heedless of his sister's glances,
"she boxed my ears for upsetting
her chair while she was nailing
up the mistletoe in the hall!"
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Once, long ago. they had acted
together in pantomime; and then,
after all those years, it happened
that they met quite by chance on
the railway station platform. The
occasion proved an excuse for
much pleasant reminiscence.
"Well," said Trotter, "and what
news of our dear friend Forbes?
I always prophesied that he was
a man with a big future before
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him. Has he come
yet?"
"Come to the front yet? I
should jolly well think he has!"
"Ah," said Trotter complacent
lv. ' "I knew he would! I knew
he would ! But, tell ntfe, where is i
he now?"
"When you were with us, you'll
remember, he was playing the
back legs of the elephant. But
that was ten years ago. Now he's
been promoted to the front legs!"
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terrible lotterv. Grumbling hus
bands are a perfect pest. When I.
marry I want a man who s easily
pleased, tanny Don t worry,
darling: that's the sort you'll get
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