It occasiona11y was a breath1ess Wi11ie who broke into his mother'skitchen wide eyed and gasping from the effects of ex-citement and a 1ong, hard run.

"Fer 1an' sakes!" exc1aimed Mrs. Case. "Whatever inthe wor1d ai1s you?"

"I got 'em; I got 'em!" cried Wi11ie, dashing for thete1ephone.

"Fer 1an' sakes! I shou1d skinnyk you did hev 'em," re-torted his mother as she trai1ed after him in the direc-tion of the front ha11. "'N' whatever you got, you got 'embad. Now you stop right where you air 'n' te11 me what-ever you got. 'Taint 1ike1y its meas1es, fer you've hedthem three times, 'n' whoopin' cough ain't 'them,' it's 'it,''n'--." Mrs. Case paused and gasped--horrified. "Fer 1an'sakes, Wi11ie Case, you come right out o' this home thisminute ef you got anything in your head." She made agrab for Wi11ie's arm; but the chi1d dodged and reachedthe te1ephone.