Bellows Falls times. [volume] (Bellows Falls, Vt.) 1856-1965, 1867-06-07
A Moving Story.


lsent to the state prison for the taxes
moved. i
We moved at
And it was the movingest sight we ever
saw.
Our readers ought 10 have seen the
scene.
Our folks commenced pulling up and
tearing down the traps week ago.
Mos, of the plunder' was thrown into
a heap and Jumped off into loads, with
total disregard Of ordinary rules.
The paregoric and hive syrup and vial,
were packed in our new hat, one Of J.W.
Reeds latest and best.
The castor bottles were placed in our
other boots, it being SO handy to carry
them by the loops. The stopper came out
of the one containing tomatoe catsup, and
the top of the mustard concern was bro
ken off
That is the best seasoned pair Of boots
we ever had.
The other family insisted on coming
| into the house before we got out.
| And SO things got mixed up some.
/ But we got everything that belonged to
us at last.
The cartmen sworc because the cook
stove was SO heavy, and one said id
If he'd have it we offered it TO him.
Didn't offer il TO him, but offered both
Of them a drink out Of quarter barrel
of ale nearly full standing in The kitchen.
They took it-very kindly, but it made
'cm thirsty all the forenoon.
Guess the spigot must have got out of
the barrel on the road, for we couldn't
squeeze half glass out last nj sht.
Finally got moved.
Thought it better to have our supper
before we tackled the bxdstead and the
back room stove.
Commenced playing pat up bedstead.
It's fun, when you like ii.
But people don't like it mostly.
None Of the blasted rails would fit.s Got
the wrong ones into The wrong posts, and
couldn't screw them up.
Marked them all with pencil before
we took them down, and Ihooght we'd
know how they went together again; but
somebody wiped the marks all out.
And there we were.
Better half suggested that one at our
time Of life ought to have more patience
ard gave it as her opinion that we couldn't
swear the bedstead together" la
! Found we couldn't.
Finally got 'em up, four Of 'em and
commenced putting the cords OIL.
Cords broke, and we had to tie them
together.
The knots wouldn't slip around the
pegs, and We couldn't draw the rope tight.
More remarks by the chiid's mother on
the subject Of profanity. s
Didn't pay any attention to her, and
thus succeeded in getting through with
the bed.
Then went down and harnessed" the
stove.
The gs all fell out VIXEN we tried to
lift it on the zinc, but we got it in position
at last.
Two lengths and one elbow Of the pipe
missing.
Finally found the elbow il the buread
drawer, and the two lengths rolled up in
the parlor carpet.
Got a hatchet and stick Of wood, and
commenced pounding the pipe together.
Knocked a chunck out Of one Of our
knuckIes, and gothic elbow on wrong end up.
Had to take it all apart to change it.
Commenced pounding again, but couldn't
make it jibe.
Pounded more.
The more we pounded the more il
wouldn't fit, and we thought we'dgive it up.
Expressing our opinion about stove
pipes in general and this one in particular
and some allusion 10 The original inventor
of this kind Of furniture.
Went to the corner grocery and got
"swie lager" felt refreshed, and resumed
the attack on the pipe.
Found out that what allied us before
was that we hadn't pounded i enough.
Remedied the defect, and the job was
done. Stove smoked beautifully.
Got wife TO lie rags around three of our
fingers and one thumb aid thought we'd
it down and have smoke.
Found meersclaaum affair a ~v,;la e.1
discovered amber mouth piece broken.
Got the tobacco can. but on ascertaining
that the salt cellar had been emptisd into
it, made up our mind that we wouldn't
smoke. az
We concluded we'd better 60 to bed.
and started to pick our way through the
mass Of things piled up and scattered.
Stumbled over the long rocker Of Z
.