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Pinkey stared at hiin' as often as that would be healthy"

The clothes in the dishpan on the stove boiled over, and as Wallie jumped for the broom-handle to poke them under, Pinkey demanded: "Are you bilin' your flannens?"

"Certainly"

"A ten-year-ol' boy can't git in that suit of underwear onct you're done cookin' it," Pinkey explained, and added, disgustedly: "Wallie, don't you know nuthin'?"

Wallie looked his consternation

"I'll know better next time," he said, humbly

Pinkey consulted his watch and hinted: "Don't you want me to make the bread?"

"No, I have some biscuit to warm over, we'll boil potatoes, thaw the cake out, open some pineapple, and hat I have in the oven ill have a dinner that'll be nothing short of a banquet"

"Great! I'er Injun"

Wallie opened the oven door

"They're browning beautifully!" he reported