The Tiffin tribune. [volume] (Tiffin, Ohio) 1848-1859, 1857-04-03
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THE mysterious BOX.

Mrs. Tabitha Prynose had the most
fully developed bump Of curiosity in the
whole world. II is known iact among
understanding people, that If mysteri
GUS neighbor had lived on The fartherex
tremity Of the much talked -of North west
passage, Mrs. Prynose would, long ago,
have monopolized DR.. Ksne's well-de.
served honOr, and discovered the yerita.
Bile passage itself, provided The neiglrbor
at the other end patronized news MESA
ges aud believed in green tea and short
cakes. We don'twish to be,understood
that this was anything 10 the disadvan
tage Oi Mrs Prynose-far from Il; we
mention 10 that the reader may know that
we deal only ia distinguished charae.
ters
Once upon time--a pleasant June
morning, Of course--as Mrs. Prynose and
her amlable daughter, Sallie Prynose,
were engaged in the praiseworthy en-
ployment Of washing the family linen, the
horse team, which passed by Prynose
place everr day on It's way to the city,
drew up AZ the door Of the aforesaid
place, and Prynose hearing the noise has
lilly lefl her labor. and ran to tho window
where, through hole in the curtain
kept there a-purpOse for peep-hole, as
she confidently informed her daughter
she saw strange and soul absorbing
spectaolel The teamster climbed to the
top Of his load and brought down small
black box, eighteen inches in length by
one foot in height and breath, and very
carefully deposited it on the ffont door
step. Then with an air Of one familiar
with such performances, John mounted
his box and drove off again.
Mrs, Prynoss could scarcely wait un-
til-ho was out of sight--she was dying,
she said, to examine that boxl Sallie
took her red hands out of the suds and
alter wiping them on soft towel,
she joined her mother on the door
sep, na ,a
CIR cilus me what a arstrange looking
thing. Pad-locked as sure rs I'm livin
eriHerl Don'tteteh it, Sallie, don't.-
There's no good about it in my opinion
lie as not it's an etarna machine-such
as we read aboat last week. Blowad up
a man aud his wife and barn, you know.
Land of layorl What If il sho'd be one
Don't. SalIyl Don't fetch Il, say!-
Nobody knows but you d be in the clouds
next miRitl Come away from It and be
conlenIed 10 look ti
But Sallie was endowed with no small
share Of the Prynose propensity, and not
being allowed 10 feel of the box, and
having used her sight rs much rs
she deemed profitable, she knelt down on
the ground alta short distance from the
box and snnhed with considerable en-
phasis.
Don'lsmtI Of nothin that can see,
she said, rising to her feet, aud facing
Mrs Prynose. and I've allsrs heard i
said chat gunpow der had strong smell
to--so It's plain enulT that il amt gun
powderl
All. sally child, there's no trusting to
pearanees they're deceitful lhingsl---
Sust as If man chat knowef enough 10
make an eternal machine couldnt take
the the smell out Of gunpowderl You
ain't live Ia she world long eruff to know
everything yeti And MIS-. rynose, 10
the full realization Of She awful responsi-
oility resting upon her as the pOssessor
Of 50 much knowledge heaved deep
sigh. o4
Mother, said Sally, rousing herself
iron, : ct Of abstraction, and her hands
from NE pockets Of her oapaeious apron
~ tho same time. I've Jest Thought Of
what's IN it--it's q present Of something
or rulher that somebody sent to as Just
20 surprise ual Don'tyou remember the
story of the poor minister that was star
vim and freezin' to death, and somebody
sent him a baby in bo1f