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THE DAILY SHORT STORY
The Gibsons began to prepare
for their holiday three weeks in
advance. It was Mr. Gibson who
finally decided on the Knights of
Augustus outiner to Walnut
Grove Island. It was advertised
a!san inexpensive day next to na
ture's heart, where the fagged
business man might rest and re
cuperate and Mr. Gibson need
ed a test.
Mrs. Gibson prepared a cold
boiled ham, a chicken, two cakes,
pickles, olives and -other eatables,
until the cost ran up to $4.88; but,
as Gibson said, they would get
sufficient relaxation out of the
trip to save $50 in doctor bills.
At the first corner the twins
stumbled and a blackberry pie
spilled out upon the asphalt.
"You careless creatures!"
scolded. Mrs. Gibson; but Mr.
"Let them have their fun. This
is going to be a funny day."
At the next corner one of the
tough Mulligans pierced Wil
liam's balloon with a slungshot,
and the procession was delayed
three minutes while the young
man sobbed out his grief. Gibson
stamped around nervously for a
bit, but the caravan got under
way again, and no further inci
dents occurred" on the way to the'
boat, save for the street car con
ductor's short-changing Gibson
to the amount of 50 cents.
" In the crush to board the Mary
V. Dotson, Mrs. Gibson's $10.50
peach "basket hat was ruined and
a glass of apple marmalade over-,
turned on Stella's white frock'.'
When they reached the upper
deck a sudden gust of wind car
ried Gibson's new straw into the
middle ofthe river.
"Blast the luck confound
condemn" he began ; but Mrs.
Gibson, who was . lamenting the
wreck of the peach basket affair,
silenced him1 with an eloquent
Just before they reached the'
island, Marian, the dark twin,
while viewing the scenery, drop
ped the lunch basket overboard,
and Mrs. Gibson, grabbing after
it, allowed her glasses to slip into
the tranquil river,
"Well, I'll be eternally and for
ever and ever bamboozled and bi
furscated !" fumed Mr. Gibsonun
til his wife quelled him.
In the struggle to land, Mr.
Gibson was jabbed in the neck by
a lady's hatpin, and young Wil
liam had his feet trampled upon
until he cried fo'r 20 minutes. Be
fore an hour had passed it began
to rain, and the crowd jammed
into the various pavilions. Ther
was not room for all, and the
Gibsons had to stand under the
eaves where the water had a good
dribbling chance at their necks.
By lunch time the party was wet
and ravenous. The lunch stands
were none too plentifully stocked,
and the demand far exceeded the
supply. Mr. Gibson at last ob
tained two loaves of damp, flabby
bread at 20 cents each. The chil
dren cried meanwhile for the'
feast at the river's bottom.
The rain became a pourdown,
and continued until the boat ar-
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