Flip flap fables; . ips, Mrs. Racer said: Girls, I had more than a bushel of fun this morn-ing. What was that— Hold on, Susie. Give me moreReds and less Blues. Thats better. Now, what aboutThat fun, and Mrs. Furth leaned back in herchair expectantly. Why, I told William this morning that he had beentalking in his sleep lately. Of course he wanted toknow w^hat he said, so I worked off a lot of poker ex-pressions on him, and, say, it would have done yourhearts good to hear that Bald-Headed Old Liar explainwhat w^as meant by a Flush, and who Pat Straightand Jack Potts were. Honestly, I fe
Flip flap fables; . ips, Mrs. Racer said: Girls, I had more than a bushel of fun this morn-ing. What was that— Hold on, Susie. Give me moreReds and less Blues. Thats better. Now, what aboutThat fun, and Mrs. Furth leaned back in herchair expectantly. Why, I told William this morning that he had beentalking in his sleep lately. Of course he wanted toknow w^hat he said, so I worked off a lot of poker ex-pressions on him, and, say, it would have done yourhearts good to hear that Bald-Headed Old Liar explainwhat w^as meant by a Flush, and who Pat Straightand Jack Potts were. Honestly, I felt proud of him,for his nerve and ready wit. A burst of feminine laughter greeted this bit of pleas-antry, and Mrs. Racer continued: Of course I swal-low^ed the whole thing, and he was so glad to get out ofthe corner in good shape that I had no trouble in work Flip Flap Fables 97 ing him for a V to get into the game this ante is it? MORAL When it comes to fine work, m^ son, you are back ofthe YOUNG JROOJTERi
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