The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1865-02-01
couragsd. Anybody could get break
fast, couldn't he?'
'Oh certainly. But, Peter


| Ftease darSen the room, and keep the
children away, and don't speak to me il
you can help it. / have such racking
headache, and the least excitement almost
drives me wild
Peter shut the door with great cautien,
and went down stairs on creaking tip-toe
As he passed the nursery duet Of voices
chimed shrilly on his ears
Papa papa we are not dressedr
Dress yourselves, then, can't YOU?
said Mr.. Carver, pausiag.
Pet is too little to dress herself said
Tommy, loftily; and mamma always dres-
ses me-
Where are your shoesY
I don't konw, said Tommy, with his
finger in his meuth.
Il know, said Pet, aptly revengiug her
self for the hit at her dimiuutive proper
tions. Tommy dropped them out of the
window
Tommy is bad boy,A said the vexed
pater-fnilias, crawling under the bed for
sundry little stockings that had been
thrown there, apparently, as bails.--
Where are the clothes p
In the bureau, answered the child.
But whore p
Il don't know
Crash went fansy bottle of cologne eff
the table, as Tommy grsped for his elias
tic garters, and bang fell Mrs. Carver's
rosewood writing desk to the floor, burst
Ing eff the frail hinges, and scattering
pens, envelopes and postage stamps far
and wide Pet pounced upsn the ruins
like vulture on the battle field, while
Tommy burst into loud wall,
Mr.. Peter Carver was an affeetionats
fater in general way, but human nature
could not endure all this. He promptly
gave in his adhesion to Selomoa's wis
dom by administering brisk personal shas
tisement. Tom roared, and Pet joined
in with treble scream of sympathy.
Il never saw such children in my life!'
said the chasrinsd parent. 1t would
take one persons whsle time to keep
them out OF mischief.
And he bundled the tive little creatures
miscellaneeusly into whatever articles
came uppermost, rending off strings and
fracturing button holes ia frantic des-
peration.
There! Now, see if Yeu can behave
yourselves while get the breakfast
Papa snivelled Tommy, you have
buttoned my frock in frsnt instead Of be-
hid' aud Pet has net had her face wash
ed.'
Il can't attend to you now, said Ms.
Carver, banging the nursery door to with
sigh of relief Children are great
trial, L never realized it before
The kitchen range looked black and
.chserlsss enough as he stood staring help
lessiy at it.
Z don't know much about making a
FIRE, he peudered; bat | suppose a news
paper and lot of kindling are about the
rig hs.thing, with few shevelfuls oil coal
on top Bless me, there's nothing you
cant reduce to theory
But tae IRE ebstinately refused to burn
setting thesrsucal perfection utterly at
defiance, although Dir. Carver opsaed the
oven doors alternately, and drew out all
the dampers he could spy
/ 'Coniourd the fre said Mr.. Carver
wiping his vet foi head With stove clsth
1T won't 60 I'll have blaze of kind
ling, and try the breakfast en- that
He seized on an eleasinous ham, cary
ing several thick slices, which he trans
ferred deftly to "a gridiron, and then
elated with his success, broke several egg!
over the ham.
Bless me how they run' he. calculated
rathef puzzled, But l know IN right
because if the eggs don't cook on the han
how the deuce do they come theref
: wonder why this coffee don't boil. II
stick in lew more kindlings-that's tn
idea. There are the children crying UP
stairs-hungry, l suppose. | de beiisv
they do nothing but eat and. cry. Her
Pet, TomnJ-come here, and I'll Civ
you some bread and mOlasses.
While the little creatures were grady
: ally becoming hepelessly sticky aud b
grlmed on the kitchen tiosr, Mr.. Carve
rushed to obey the premptory summon
OF the milk man.
How mach milk? I don't know
:. quart, suppose. Fine morning Mr.
tray he>sald, bowing chivalressly to
lady who was tripping down the stree
and adding, sotte voce, but don't s.
!, anything to laugh at in the remark
Some women are always giggling.
I'll Papa said Pet, innecently looki'
Il up, your nose is all black with cha
as ceal'
sYou look SO funny, papa, said Tenn