Evening Republican, Volume 20, Number 214, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 6 September 1916 — HAPPENINGS in the CITIES [ARTICLE+ILLUSTRATION]

HAPPENINGS in the CITIES

Chicago Lads Start Out to Be Real Bad Brigands CHICAGO. —Every once in a while the spirits of Robin Hood and Ol’ Cap’ Kidd grow restless and sneak into the souls of little boys. This happens most often in the dog days. Recently (he bacteria of brigandage stole Into

the consciousness of “Jimmy” Waldron, who Is nine years old and lives at 1229 Frontier avenue, and Sylvio Lombardo, who Is six and lives right handy by. Mud pies grew doleful, wooden horses lost their zip. and military affa’rs fell away to mere drudgery. They debated between going far West, where they shoot up the chaparral and lasso the chaparajos, and skipping off to the jungle, where hartebeests and wlmjlks scamper o'er vprlooper.

“I got a gun," said James. “We’ll do sumpin’ fierce." That seemed logical. Over across the way there stood a flat building. Ono of Its occupants had lately died and it was the day of the funeral. None was at home. They “jimmied” a window in the flat across the way, Oh, it must have been a half hour before anything happened, and then Lt was loud and resonant. The pistol of James belched forth with a “bang” that shook the curbstones. The landlord of the building hurried over to see if the boiler had burst. He poked his head in lhe window. A pair of gleaming eyes behind a smoking revolver greeted him. “Let me out of here,” growled a villain voice, “or I’ll let daylight through you.” That was very picturesque and Robin Hood like. The landlord beat it. Presently he returned with a pair of policemen from Hudson avenue. James and Sylvio recovered from the bacteria of Hood and Kidd when dosed liberally with the virus of copper, and they are nice little boys again.