Gallipolis journal. [volume] (Gallipolis, Ohio) 1837-1919, 1865-11-09

ful Of the lapse Of time, until M
Pearson in formed him II was hal
tpsst seven,-time for the lecture I
commence.
He hastily put on. his coat, an
hurried to the Town Hall. An
when he came out before the audl
ence, announcing his subject, sTh
dignity of Manhood q deafenin
Ipeal of laughter rent the air an
struck the Judge dumb
For the eminent gentleman 81
lpeared before them in svery shor
monkey jacket, with a l1us and rel
patch of cotton flannel, which hs,
> lined heskirts of his coat, danglin,
behind. The Judge following th,
direction Of the eyes of his audience
looked behind him, blushed scarlet
and left the stand, whilesMr. Pearson
rushed home to blow up his wife.
Mrs. Pearson was at work on hel
rug, and bore the berating of hel
husband in dignifed silence, until hs
llaid his vandal hands on the rug
Threatening to tear it from the
frames, and then she reused herself
She seized an iron ruler which she
used in measuring, and ordered him
to quit the house. He saw the angry
blaze in her eye, and started to obey
But his toe caught ID a rug,-he
went headlong over 9 chair, and
striking violently against stand OF
plants, the concussion knocked down
a pot of geraniums. He struggled
10 his feet, stumbled over the pot,
and fell plump into the arms of Mrs.
Primskin, the Treasurer of the
Hibugatoo Society. Mrs. Primskin
was borri6ed.
Mr.. Pearson she said, severely i
never was more astonished in my life!
You, of all men, intoxicated
I'm as sober as you are,' began
Mr. Pearson; but endeayering 10 beat
a retreat backwards, he got entan-
gled in another rug-made desper-
ate effort to save himself, and over
he went again, smashing out the
side lights in the entry, and nearly
breaking his skull In the bargain.
Mrs. Primskin reported him to tlie
minister of the parish. who labored
with him on the sin of intemperencc.
Pearson got mad, used little pro-
fame language, and was suspended
Still, Mrs. Pearson clung to rugs.
The whole house was covered with
them, but she always wanted one
more.
Minette, her eldest daughter, had
a beau. His name was George Gray
son, and a finer young gentleman
could not have been found. He had
but one fault,--if it can be thus de-
signated,--he was terribly bashful.
He usually made his calls on Minette
between sunset and dark, because he
was two diffident to come at any 9TH
er time. He called one evening Just
as Mrs. Pearson had got in a new
rug. He raped. but the family was
at supper, and did not hear the sum
mons, so he took the liberty to walk
in unannounced.
The obscurity did not reveal to
him the existence Of the rug, stretch
ed out to its heavy frame, and he fell |
into the trap at once. The frame |
was set up on four chairs, and poor
George running suddenly against it |
upset the whole affair, and went down
himself in the ruins.
The clatter brought the entire fam
lily to the spot. Mrs. Pearson led
the van with a light She espied |
George struggling amid the debris.
Good landP exclaimed she, it's
somebody that's sot out to steal my
rug! Take the light, 'Lisher,-I'll
fix him, if 1 can get my hands on
himr
Mother! mother! don'tp cried
Minette. It's Georgey
The land. so tbs. Well, / neverl
He's tore his coat, too. And III
have that to put into my rug, shan't
I, Georgep Good gracious. he's
gone Ike a streak of chalk! Well, he
needn't have gone off mad!'
Overcome with the modification
Of his situation, George had indeed
fed. and he never set his foot in the
house again.
Minette sill pines over his alb
,ence, and Mrs Pearson still hooks
tugs-Ameriean Miseellony.