Motion Picture Story Magazine (Feb-Jul 1912)

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44 TEE MOTION PICTURE STORY MAGAZINE SURE, SOMEBODY MUST BE HUNGRY TO BE STALEIN BREAD AND MILK I" him to frisk about and begin the day, as usual. But the white face on the miserable pillow grew whiter, the eyes grew big and wild ; occasionally a few delirious words fell from the parched lips, and the dog pricked up quick ears, only to drop his silky head with a disappointed whine as he realized that the words were not for him. It was long past the hour when the two usually ate their breakfast and went out with the early papers. "Was it instinct or reason which told Rowdy that something was very wrong with Pietro — that his master needed food and care ? "Whatever the prompting impulse was, Rowdy acted upon it. He nosed anxiously about the delirious boy for a moment, with little, anxious whines; then he trotted quietly out of the door, into the street. Nora, the maid at Number Ten Summer Street, was much perturbed. She leaned over the back-yard fence, talking volubly to the maid next door. "My milk was stolen on me this mommy' she said, excitedly, "and there wasn't no cream for the master's coffee. An' now I've lost a loaf of bread. I seen the baker's boy thru the kitchen window. He put the bread down on the steps; it wasn't five minutes after that I went to get it, and there was nothin ' there ! ' ' "Sure, somebody must be hungry, to be stalein' bread and milk!" replied the other girl. ' ' But here comes the b'y wid me sausages for dinner. I must be af ther goin ' in to cook thim now. ' ' Nora went back to her kitchen, thinking of the strange theft of her milk and bread, and began to pare the potatoes for dinner, humming a snatch of a ballad as she worked. Suddenly she was interrupted by hejr