Spirit of Jefferson. [volume] (Charles Town, Va. [W. Va.]) 1844-1948, 1868-02-11
4 Somebody's Letter,

BIRCHTowN ACADEMY, September 2.
Dear P1p.-I am getting along first rate
at the school, and like it very much, all
except the Whacks: the assistant-"Old Bees
wax we cal! him, and we are down on him
like pile driver, all us boys, for he's igno>
rant. Why, he's SO ignorant he don't know
a black board from dark night, no he don't,
and Bill Ferguson, he put a torpedo under
each leg of old Beosy's chair yesterday, and
when he sat down (you see be sits down like
he had ballast in him. why the torpedoes
they ex ploded, and like to bloucd him through
the roof Golly, but wasn't he scared lie
looked at the almanac to make sure that it
wasn't the 4th of July, and then he came
down looking mad, and licked Bill like blazcs.
But Bill said he didu't care cent, and the
next time he said he would sprinkle gun
powder in his hair, and burst his old frontis-
piece for him.
Dr. Goggles, he's nice enough old Teller,
only he will sit and chew gum drops right
before US boys, and never say "take some"
once.
He wears green specs, and Bill Ferguson
he called him ''old four eyes" one day, which
The doctor he heard Bill say it, and he nailed
him and dragged him up TO the desk, and
then he gave Us lecture, and said there was
once boy he knew, and he was about Bills
size, who insutted 4 gray-headed old man,
and called BIN wicked names, and the next
duy-the very next morning-that boys
mother died Of inAammatory rheumatism, and
his sister broke out with buuions.
Bill he cried, while the doctor held him
BIZ the shirt collar, but he winkcd at the boys
as he came away, and wrote on a piece of
paper, and threw it over to me, that he
thought the doctor was 'blower," aud he
daresent hit boy Of his size
want some new books very much, about
ten of them, and they will cost eight dollars.
Don't send the books, for the doctor likes US
to buy them here.
don't want any money for tafy or mar
bIcs, for I don't care about them but be
sure not to send anything but the money for
the books.
an in good health I was taken sick
last week. aud had a sore eye for few days.
but it is now we'll.
We was playing mumbley-peg ont on the
grass, and Bill Ferguson, be grabbed my
knife. | told him he had better give that
knife up, or 1 would tell you, and get you to
lick him when you came down, and he said
lie cOu!u llch you, ana Il uOZen ike you, anu
then he dared me to knock a chip of his
shoulder.
Aud Jake McGiunis, he pushed me against
him, and that knocked the chip off, and Bill,
he struck INC over the nose three or four
times. and said he'd ''bust me on the snoot"
if didn't dry up for couldn't help crying,
and l was taken sick, and l couldn't go to
school all that day.
And the doctor, he locked Bill up in the
garnet, hut he didn't care, for he clumb out
on the roof, and was chasing around after
tom,cats. up and down almost every morning,
and pulling plaster out of the chimney to
throw at people in the street.
Give my love TO all at home, and don't for
get the money for the books.
Bill is about II, do you think he can lick
you?
Please send the money, and believe me
your affectionate son.
IT. NJ. WILKINS.
P. s.-Don't forget to send the money for
those books.