Infanticide

Another tale well calculated to keep you in. Today, he infanticide the story of a father and his sons, dramatized by Alan Sloan from a story written by Eliezer Lipsky. Katman live on this floor, friend.

We'll flash down the end of the hall. Holly, you know how to? Yes, sir. Mrs. Katman Wilfred Katman. Yes, sir. Oh, my name is Vili. I spoke to your husband about insurance on the children.

Oh, how that's my son, Wilf was my son. My daughter was gone to work. So, Wilf was... Oh, I see. Well... But he told me about it. Wilf was told me about it. Mind, come in. I could sign the papers to his design.

Yes, ma'am. Seems a good thing. And she... Oh, yes, ma'am. Sure. Oh, come in. Come in. Don't mind the mess with kids. It's follow and pick up. Follow and pick up. No, I understand there's Willie and Chauncey.

Willie and Chauncey, that's right. Chauncey, he's going on six and Willie, he's just passed seven. Having close together, you know, and two of these, you take care of his wife. Yes, ma'am. Now, if you and your son have agreed on this insurance, you can just sign right down there where the little X is.

All righty, down by the left, right? That's it. I got the arthritis, you know, I don't write so fast. Yes, ma'am. Three copies, please, there. Just seemed funny, though, in shurmled photos like that. And there.

Pain is if they invented the bug powerful enough to carry them off. Healthy little guys, eh? Well, you just look out the window and the big hasty little redhead pushing all the others around. There's John.