Fun For City Boys

One chüd in an uptown JNew iui apartment house has íound a novel way of amusement, saya the Press. Not being allowed to play In the street, since he might be run over; tired of staying In the house, nothing is left to him but the roof. Even there he must not go near the edge, for he surely would fall, and what a calamity that would be! Like the little boy in the story, the only fun he is permitted is to say "boo." But thls lad in an uptown apartment house chances to be Ingenieras. He has hit upon so many novel : ways of saying it that he is able to amuse not only himself, but the whole house. He speaks it down the flumb waiter; which, being lined with zinc and reaching from cellar to roof, returns the "boo" again and agaln Ín varying volumes and keys. "It ts like playing with ever so many children," the chile tells you gleefully. The child was strangely, considérate, not to say diplomatic, In arranging for his play. One day, by chance, he called down the shaft and' lt' answered. Beíore he spoke agaln and gave the tenants a chance to compláln to the landlord, he went to every front door in the house and polltely asKea: "Please, may I speak loud down your walter?" All wanted to know what he meant, and were amused, touched and willlng when he erplalned, Touched, ■ beeause who, before, ever heard of a little boy who had no way of having a good time except to cry "boo!" down a dumb-waiterï