OCR Interpretation


The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, June 06, 1913, Image 13

Image and text provided by University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign Library, Urbana, IL

Persistent link: http://chroniclingamerica.loc.gov/lccn/sn83045487/1913-06-06/ed-1/seq-13/

What is OCR?


Thumbnail for

WW
mmmmmmsmmsmmm
it rSF5M
FiFfft cm
2Sfe-.
l AS TOLD BY AUNT QERTIE
Chapter V.
When the merchants son had fin
ished hii story he-looked around to
find out how his host and hostess
liked it. They were smiling at him
and clapping their hands gently. So
he guessed all was well.
"That was a fine story," said the
queen. "I felt just as if I were really
for-that kitchen listening to what was
going on.'
"You are right, my queen," said the
king. "That was a GOOD story.
You shall wed our daughter, Mir.
Prophet" The merchant's son was
very happy. And the princess was
very happy, too. ANext Monday," said
the king, "you shall marry our
daughter and there win be a great
celebration here in honor of the
event"
The merchant's son went away
smiling' to'him&lf . He was glad that
he-was to marry the beautiful prin
cess, and he was glad that he had
made the king and queen believe him
to be a Turkish prophet
"I couldn't have dQnejt if it hadn't
been for my good Plying Trunk," he
said to himself.
The night before the wedding the
whole town in Turkey was hghted
up. The people were all out in their
best clothes All sorts Of good things
to eat were being exphanged between
friends1.
"I guess I ought to celebrate in
some way; too," thought the mer
chant's son. "I think I will go up in
my Plying Trunk and as I go I will
shoot off fire .crackers and Roman
candles and sky-rockets."
No sooner had he thought of the
plan than he started .on his sky trip
The 'whole heavens were bright with
the light his rockets made. How the
TW
va.& 'j.tvcok
people stared How. he laughed to
himself.
There, was no question now in the
I minds of the Turks of that town as to
whether their princess was to marry
a really, truly prophet or not They
were quite sure of it When all his
fireworks were shot into the air the
merchant's son returned to earth and
started for the town to find out what
the people thought of him. But while
he-was gone something dreadful hap
pened. GUESS'
(To be Continued.)
o o
WHITMAN ON ANIMALS
By Walt Whitman.
I think I could turn and live with
animals, they are so placid and self
con taia'd;
I stand and look at them long and
long;
They do not sweat and whine
about their condition;
They do not lie awake m the dark
and weep for their sins;
They do not mpke me sick discus
sing their duty to God;
Not one is dissatisfied not one is
demented with the mania of owning
things;
Not one kneels to another, nor to
his kind that hved thousands of years
ago,
Not one is respectable or indus
trious over the whole earth;
So they show their relations to
me, and I accept them;
They bring me tokens of myself
they pvince them plainly. In their
possession.
o o
Son Say, mamma, father broke
this vase before he went out
Mother My beautiful majolica vase!
Wait tdl he comes back, that's all.
Son May I stay ub till he does?
-a -&

xml | txt