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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, September 03, 1913, Image 14

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New York, Sept. 3. A party of
fresh-air children was being loaded
into a train which, was to take them
to country homes. Tags on their
clothing served to guide them to the
different good people who had volun
teered to care for them for- a few
Just as the train was about to
start, one of the social workers in
charge discovered a small boy, about
five years old, crying and tagless. No
tag, no go, was the rule. She had
just one left-over tag, -and in two
seconds she had pinned it onto the
little chap's blouse and hoisted him
onto the train.
The tag said "iemale, a.ged 10,"
but the woman who pinned it on.
hadn't the least doubt that some" big
hearted farmer's wife would overlook
the seeming discrepancy.
Pretty tough to be locked up in
prison for defending a woman from
a thug's attack.
That's just what happened to Wil
liam Cuff, 20 years old.
Three months ago Cuff received a
medal for saving the lives of a boy,
and girl who were drowning in the,
East river. Several nights 'ago' Cuff
was near 61st street and 1st avenue
when he heard a woman scream.
Mary Burns, a working girl, had been
attacked by a man about 45.
Cuff ran up to the couple. The
man threatened to kill him and
reached toward his hip pocket. Cuff
handed him a right-hand punch that
stretched him fiat. The man's head
hit the sidewalk hard and he died
within 24 hours from concussion of
the brain.
Notwithstanding Cuff's good rec
ord and Miss Burns' statement that
he had rescued her from a brutal
attack, Cuff was committed to the
Tombs by Coroner Hellenstein, with
out bail, on a charge of homicide.
Nothing too trifling for a New York
pickpocket to overlook. They've got
down to fountain opens now. Dozens
of them are adoitly nitea irom tne
owner's vest and coat Dockets, in
bridge crushes and subway jams. Un
doubtedly a gooa lountain pen wiu
fetch more at a "fence" than a bum
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. By Berton Braley.
There was something to do.
So I went to the man
Who 'had time and enough
" To do It;
And I said to him. "You
Can help with my plan
It's right up to snuff
Go to It."
But he said tome, "Oh,
I Jtave burdens of care,
go many they make
Mo dizzy.
I'd help you, you know,
But I simply can't spare
The time it will take
I'm busy."
Then I went to the chap
Wfc? was rushed with his job,
And who labored in glee
Amid it;'
-And he said to me, "Cap,
I'm as busy as Bob,
But you leave it to me!
HE did it!
And the moral is plain:
When you want a thing done
And some one to snap
Right to it,
You'll bother in vain -
With the leisurely one
Get the busiest chap ' .,
To do it!
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London Standard calls Wilson's
Mexican policy "amateurish' Alas!
Wilson didn't choose forjois cabinet
one of those smart London editors
who think that hunting the bison is .
a favorite sport at Buffalo and that "
Californians live in trees because o
the number of grizzy bears at large lt

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