Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1854-11-11

o"S vi lourlecn. lie had an impracticable head,
picorrlSlhlo hands, and irrctricyailc feet. lie was
nl Rhuckles-that is, his wrists, fingers, knees,
to'S' shoulders, hips and feet, all seemed to possess
the iicnlty Of "knuckling down." and bending
themselves into strange angles. Quandoquidcm
was a widows SON, and his mother Neturia, who
"ad some little property, dwelt IN a cottage Just
opposite the dwelling Of Doctor Pantogulos,
over against the old stone cross. Quandoquidcm
either could not or would not learn. He would
play at all boyish games, with infinite skill and
readiness, but he would not say HE, haze, hoe. He
could make pastcbuard coaches. end %windmills,
and models OF boats, but lie could not decline
MuSa. Tie was the baue Of the Doctors school
uie-thc plague, the shame, the scandal Of the
school. He was the most i~mpudent boy. The
rudcst boy. The ncisiest boy. lie made paper
pellets and discharged them through popruns at
the Doctor as he po'el over the treatise, or, as Oft
times happened, took n quiet duZc. lie shJl cats
with waluut-sholls and caused them to peramhuIatc
the. camera studiorum. Doctor Pantologos, mild
man, clcnchod his fist frequently, and looked at
him ycngciully, muttcring something above the
pr verbs Of King solomon,
| am coming to the catastrophe Of Doctor Panto-
golos. One very hot dro~sy summers afternoon,
it so fell out that the boy QnanloqnideU, tie wild
uw's son. was called upon ly Doctor PantogOlos to
say a certain lesson. Young Quidvetat, the attor-
news son. had Just said his as gibly as may be,
and he. with Qucmndmodum, and Tom Delicious,
and Bill Spondee, with little Charley Dactvi, his
fay and bottle holder, were all gathered round the
Doctors desk. Anticipating vast amusement from
: the pcrforman. e Of the widows son, who was the
Acknowledged Ounce Of the school. OF course,
|. Quandoquidem didn't know his lesson-he never
! did but on this summers afternoon he began to
recite it SO glibly, and eith SO much confidence,
that his erudite prereptor was about to bestow Il
. large need Of praise upon him, when his suspic-
e ions being reused by II litter he saw spreading
= amongst the boys on the forms hear him, he was
induced to look over the brow of his magisterial
rostrum or desk. The incorrigiblc Quaudoquidem
= hGt watcrcd the page of the book containing his
lesson against the Doctors desk, and was coolly
:, reading it.
Now. it was extremely uulucky for QuandoQui-
i dem that the Doctor had been without the treatise
- all day, and that he had as yet sent no boy for 1t.
- If that famous Opus upon the Digamma had been
at hand, the perus1l Of the ~titlc-pagc alone would,
. no doubt, have softcncd bis resentment; but he
was trcatisclcss and rcmorselcss, and Quandoqui-
n dem read in his eyes that it was all up.
Narlet,' exclaimed the Doctor in the lava
. voice, "Bos, Fur, Sus, Cernifex! Furcifcr! Men
daX! Oh pucr, ncquissimus, sccleratissiInus, mo-
- ccntissimus unworthy art thou Of the lenient
y cane, innocuous icrula. Let Thomas Qunndoqui-
dem be hoistcd. Were he to cry Ciyis Romanum
! sum, he should lie scourgod ~
Thus classically did the Doctor announce his
dread design. The rod that might have been in
e.. the cupboard since Doctor Busby's time, was
a. brought forth and Thomas Qrondoquidem, the
r widows son, suffered in the flesh.
= 1t was a very hot and drowsy summers after
Z noon, anu llh SctlDNl WIS ul~nllS~c'l. Inc illIcI-
noon was so hot and drowsy tlat Decor Pantolo-
r COS, who had been himself hot and drowsy ever
! since execution had been done upon Quandoquidem,
= began to nod in his arm chair, and at length, not
,, having the treatise to divert his attention, fell fast
\ aSlcCp. He was not aware when he did so, that
~ one boy had remained behind, sitting in a corner :
= nor that the boy was Thomas Quandoquilem nor
was he aware that the widows son was gazing on
;s him with a flushed face and evil eye, and that he
FROM time to time, shook his knuckly fist at
him..
When the Doctor was fast asleep, Quondoquidenl
-, rose and left the school house as suftly rs possible
-" lie FASTENED as fast as he could-not to his moth
- er's home, but to the domicile Of Doctor P2ntolo
COS.
~ cpistle to Mr.. O'Bleak. The rcd-headcd children
=" were all in the back garden, socially iemployed il
~ torturing a cat. When Quandoquidem lifted tn
W latch and entered the keeping room, he found M
W one there but the little lass Pulchrior, who was sit
a. ting by the window mending the Doctors blacI
cotton stockings.
ne Now. between Thomas Quandoquidcm, the wild
81 ow's son, and P~ulchrior Pantologos, the mothcrles
- there had existed, for some period of time, n Yer,
. curious alliance and friendship. Numberless wer'
the pastebOard coaches, models of boats, and silk
~ ~ worm boxes he had made her. Passing one da,
~ while she was laboriously sweeping out the parlor
" what lid Quandoquidem do but seize the broom
y from her haud, sweep the parlour, passage, kitchen
and wash house with gDbiin-like rlpidity, dust nj
. lUt lhIitNhl' lllSIF WOO NV mum tNNNi IiHAN
= rive pulchrior Il kiss, and then dart across tn
u" road to his mother, the widows house, shoutin.
- uiumphantly. thus it grew to be that the it'll
= lass, Pulchrior thought u good deal Of Quandoqui
- dem in her girlish way, and did trihes Of SEWN
~ for him, and blushed very prcttily whenever sh
W. saw him..
Miss Pulchrior, please" said Quandoquilem
80 in n strange hard voice, as he entered the kecr
. room, 'the Doctors not coming home yet awilC
> and he's sent me for his leathern satchel."
- IT.l-I,R 90, hot nHl t,.A,l lig lr,Vv ,.ou &
ne lowering and iN-hoding, that the Doctors littl
~ daughter was frightened. She could not bel
Nv u, suspccting, though she knew not what to su.
oi. poet.
Miss Pulchrior," intcriected Quandoquideu
w. as if offended, do you think | would tell you
ali story?'
Pulchrior slowly advanced to tie table, and too
pa- up the leathcrn bag containing the maEnum opu
Of her father, Pantologos the erudite. She handle
it to Quandoquidem, looking timidly in his fac
tn but the eyes of the widows son were ayerted.-
His hands shook as he received the parcel hut h
hurriedlv thanked her, aud a moment aiterward
he was gone Had Pulchrior followed him to tn
f n door, she would have seen that the widows So
49,, did not take the road towards the grommar schoo
led but that, like n fox harburing evil designs TOWARD
a hen roost, he skunk furtiyely around a corner al
ed watching his opportunity, crept round the stoI
steps, across the narrow street, and SO into h
mothers cottage.
nor Pulchrior was not aware Of this, because 81
ed, did not follow the guilty Thoms; and she did NJ
follow him because it occurred to her to sit dow
on a lowly stool and have a good cry. She crit
ow she knew not why only Tom (she called hi
out Toni was so different from his wontcd state, al
led at the bottom Of her heart there was a vague su
cal picion and terror Of she knew not what. But
All the termination of the good ely she recovered h
to spirits and. when the kettle began to sing for tie
she was singing too, albeit the insulting tongue
nil Volumnia upon the topic Of buttered toast WI
led enough to spoil the temper Of Robin Goodlello
for himself.
ure Doctor Pantologos slept in the great arm cha
he so long and so %sOundly, that the old woman with
N broom, who came to give the cobwebs change
the air, from the roof to the floor, (sho would as SOC
did have thought of burning the school house down
sweeping them away altogether had to stir hi
ne : up with the handle Of her household impleme