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""si -"mrgpv& r - ..s-?- ANNIVERSARY By Elizabeth Schoen Cobb. "Oh, such fun.!" "Let me try, illa." ''No, me I know I can land a vic tim the first time V - . The three high class" stenogra phers in the office of THuldane & Co. were grouped about a table where one of their number was filling a j J prl Had Knocked the Hat From the Head of Its Owner. paraffined paper bag from a water bottle. It was the 2d of September, the postponed "Straw Hat" day of the year. The sensible office girls of Hul dane & Co. were usually precise and dignified, but they could not resist folly as it flies. All day long from the great skyscraper building, mis chievous office boys and teasing type writers had gazed from the window! in quest of a belated straw hat in the passing throng. Once spotted, it be came a target for all kinds of mis siles, such as paper wads, soaked towels, and one unfortunate Panama went skithering from the head of its wearer, borne along by a well-directed bar of soap. The infection had spread to the merry group in the Huldane office. One of the ingenious trio of misses had thought of a new projectile. It consisted of a paper bag filled with water and tied with a piece of string. Miss Preciosa Huldane, who had just arrived in the family automobile to take her brother, Ransom Hul dane, home, smiled indulgently at the excitement of the girls. Then mov ing to the window and gazing down, her eyes lit upon the crown of a neat but weather beaten straw hat, al most within dropping range from her lofty height. Its wearer was a brisk, erect and pleasing appearing young man. The spirit of mischief seized her unaccountably. "Give me the bag, quick!" she called to the girls. Preciosa drew back slightly in some dismay from the window frame as she witnessed the commotion her impulsive action had created. The weighted paper bag had grazed its destined target, the straw hat. This it had knocked promptly from the head of the wearer. The bag had struck the stone pavement. It burst with a report like the explosion of an automobile tire. Its contents spattered over the owner of the hat. He naturally looked up wards, and Miss JPreciosa caught a flitting sight of a reproachf ul but handsome face. Then Dale Winters made a dash to recover his hat. This had rolled towards the curb. The wind sent it under the wheels of a passing truck, and it was crushed to atoms. The crowd laughed, passing mes senger boys "yah-yahed!" observers at the various.ofllce windows tittered, and the outside street was one fiaattOtt