Dodgeville chronicle. [volume] (Dodgeville, Wis.) 1862-current, 1867-01-10

cl1nD over, HOW some people tuluk
they're too good for their neighbors and
Mr.. Grash's Cat looked spitefully across
"Our neighbors were not, Of our choOs-
ing, said Mr. Frome's Cat. "We hardly
should select such ungenerous-but, oh
dear! knew we should quarrel If we got
on this subject again. Come, it has begun
to snow again, let US part. /.
sUngenerous . exclaimed Mr. Grash's
Cat, ungenerousi Is not this our land,
and did not we have the right to build just
where we pleased on our own land? and II
your house happened to stand SO near, say,
was that our fault? and if your windows
looked into ours on one side, say, did we
make your windows? Ungenerous
But, Mr.. Crash, said Mr.. Frome's Cat
they always called each other Mr.. Ffome
and Mr. Crash when they got excited talk
ing about the houses" but, Mr. Crash, our
house was built first =
"And could no one else build a house
after you, good Mr. Frome? - y
"Nay, hear me, friend Crash. We built
our house first when there was no other
house near and put windows upon this
side purposely to see the fine view beyond.
We tried to buy your land, but you would
not sell, and said you had no thought of
building; and then because you claimed
that our fence was set a half foot on your
ground, though the law showed it was not,
what should you do but out of spite build
house on the very edge of your land,
shutting out our view on that side and
oblging us to close all the windows.
must say it was ungenerous it was more,
it was wickcd!" and Mr. Frome's Cat held
up his paw and looked the other way,
"Oh, OH" snarled Mr.. Grash's Cat,
"and you are the honest, upright neigh
Dor that went to law about it, and tried
YOU. best to impoverish us, and then offered
to buy our house--oh, oh And your little
boys have learned to call us names, and to
fling stones at me Say, was that wick
ed v And Mr.. Grash's Cat bounced up
and down in a rage, with both paws
stretched out @
you shall have piece of my mind,
neighbor," said Mr.. Frome's Cat, getting
up in great excitement and standing on the
very edge of the slippery roof "But, on
dear!" he said, as his feet sank in the cold
snow, "here we are quarreling again over
this old matter" and he returned TO his
shelter by the window. "Do, pray, let MS
leave this horrid subject. What acharn-
ing night"
Mr.. Frome's Cat meant WELL but he did
not have much tact.
"a charming nightr' Kissed the other.
"Say. what is the piece of your mind?
Oh, how grand you feel ..y's7za7. ~. 81 80 -
You're hungry, friend, said Mr.,
Frome's Cat soothingly. "Come, let us
see what we can find"
"And we'll | may be, )" retorted the other
fiecely, "with your high wall-oh"
WELL" said his neighbor, eager to keep
the peace, lust jump across, and We'll go
down there. 20 e.. 81 AVA
Now Mr. Grash's Cat never had jumped
across before, the temptation was so great
to the hungry fellow that he did not hest
tate more than moment, and made the
leap. Alas perhaps he was too weak, per
haps the distance was more than he thought
poor Mr.. Grashs Cat just jumped into
the air and went down. down, over and
over to the ground between the two houses.
Mr. Frome's Cat saw him disappear; Mr..
Frome's Cat rushed to the edge to look
after his comrade; the roof was steep, the
snow slipped, and Mr.. Frome's Cat went
down, down, over and over to the ground;
both were in the air at once, but of course
Mr. Grash's Cat reached bottom first,
and each as they fell uttered a long scream.
At the sound a window in Mr.. Grash's-
house opening upon the place, was thrown
up, and head appeared.
ooh dear" said a nervous voice, sob
dear!' and the head peering down, discov
cred the two cats, who were now sitting
together, rubbing their heads to collect
their wits. "Scat!' said the voice "Shu,
shut" and round the corner darted the
two bewildered cats, leaping the iron pick
ct fence
The next morning was Christmas, The
snow lay heavily on the ground but it had
stopped falling; and the sky was clear; the
air was sparkling with freshness, and it
was real pleasure to be in it, to draw it
into the warm lungs, and send it out again
in whiffs Of vapor. A little boy was shov-
cling snow in front of Mr.. Frome's house
and he seemed like miniature steamer
CINE, putting at his work, and pitching the
snow into the street with regular losses,
while every now and then he would stop,
as if the fireman to the engine had opened
valve, and was to let off little more
steam first This was Tommy Frome, who
was clearing the sidewalk in front of his
fathers house, while his little brother and
sister watched him from behind the win
dow of the dining room, where they were
waiting for breakfast Jack, who had
begged hard to go out and shovel snow,
was kept in with a great cold in his head,
so that he was snuffing disagreeably, and
had his handkerchief in hard round BALL
Sally was perfectly WE'LL and was playing
with one of her Christmas presents, "a
Nuremburg india rubber man, whose head
being showed down into his stomach would
very slowly rise, as the air filled him
from a little hole behind, until it
bobbed up, uttered little squeak, shook
itself with another squeak, and then held
itself erect, with an anxious and injured
expression on the face. Sally kept
knocking on the window for Tommy
to see it, but he could not hear it
squeak, and so it did not seem so sdroll to
him.
At last the little steam-engine outside had
finished the work, and was coming into
the house with great deal of stamping !;
and kicking off his india-rubber boots,
Tommy Frome entered the dining-room
blowing great blasts on his nose, which
was as red as his ears and his cheeks. His
father and mother were there by the fire,
and breakfast was ready, to which they all
sat down.
"Well Tommy" said Mr.. Frome, q did
you clear all the snow OFF,"
Yes, sir-r-r," said Tommy, who was in
high spirits, "all on our sidewalk; but
there isn't much gone off Old Grash's side
walk--not much. / let him have some of
ours"
6 Grash-away! Grash-away let him abode!
He lives with his wife, add his cat, add bode.n
sung Master Jack as well as he could with
his organ out of tune.
U.Tack ~ said his mother