Told Her Troubles To A Policeman

Told Her Troubles to a Policeman

Marshal Gerstner happened on State st. yesterday just as the first grade pupils of the First ward school had been dismissed. Two little tots commenced playing with a frisky dog. The animal took kindly to the attentions but in the midst of them playfully grabbed one of the little girl's hands. The flesh was not lacerated at all, but the little girl ran up to Mr. Gerstner and sobbed out: "Mr. Policeman, won't you whip that dog and won't you please blow on my hand." The marshal says that this was the first time he had ever been called upon officially to perform this duty.