Raftsman's journal. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, 1870-11-30
OUTWITTED.

II declare, wife, that boy will ruin my
disposition For obstinacy and contrariety
he can't be beat. A six mule team is no
where. He's gone .sad got one of those
hats, and he knows they are my special de
testatioD and, only last week, | told him
to take off those high heeled boots but,
would you believe it, he has got two more
lifts on the heels, at the very best, and
don't know but there's half dozeu. Dear /,
dear dear it S so provoking Then Miss
Waldron is goiag to leave US to morrow. and
! don't know where Ia the world we shall
find anybody to take care of these young
ones Nothing but trouble, trouble, trou-
Die -
Aud Mr.. Samuel Barnabee dropped his
two hundred aud fifty pounds into a chair,
to blow awhile, after this outburs5 Of com
plants.
Why, Samuel" said Mrs Barnabee,
II think you are somewhat unreasonable
OF course John must not ignore the Gus
toms OF the times
Yes, yes, yes but what has all this to
do with the goverUess?"
As for that, Samuel, | anticipate no
ueubIe'
Dear dear! dear it's nothing but trou
be! And Ella Wakefield will be here next
week III bet the best dollar | ever had
that, when John knows want him to mar
ry her, he'll go straight of and marry some
widow or other"
How would it do Samuel, to make him
think that you do not want him top
'By-gracious l Il try him on that
tack Does the rascal know she's com
ing?''
Yes told him this morning
Il wonder how Ella looks2 We haven't
seen her since she was i wee thing. Dear
dear dear! jnst hear those young ones
carry on! They viii drive me crazy
There's that John now. Just see hat hat
If there is one thing that | hate more than
another, it is hat just like that one. And
see those boots He looks for all the world
as At he were walking on stills Dear dear!
dear o.
John Barnabee was sauntering leisurely
toward the house. unconscious OF what his
respected father way saying about him, and
sublimeiy Indifferent With the utmost
H0Hchdlance he walked into the room where
his father WAS sitting with swapping eyes
aud very red face
i den believe there's another hat Ike
that in the whole city, jerked out the irate
old gentleman, vexed that John had the
iupudence to wear it in his presence
Bent & Bush have them by the whole
sale, remarked John, with mischicyous
twinkle in his eye. Shall l order one for
you, father 2"
We? me? you jackauapesl Me, with
such thing on my head? I'd sooner wear
q skillet | don't see what on earth they
we're ever made for"
i believe they were made to wear" said
John, very seriously.
lou-yOu-impudent-there, what did
tell you about those toots?''
Rather, consulted my bootmaker, and
was his candid opinion that the boots
would not be worth dime Without heels :"
Dear dear dearI what impudence
0us there another matter | want to talk
you about. Miss Ella Wakefeld-you
never saw hers coming here next week,
anl don want you to go to making love
- heF, because | won't have it. Now you
Remember"
l shall not need to remember, I" said John,
quietly for he very well knew that his
44tner did hot mean what he said. Il am
sO'ng INTO the country, and shall not return,
probably, until after Miss Wakefield goes
AWAY"
lou aren't going to do any such thingl"
Exclaimed his father I've made up my
I,oa that you shall marry her, and you've
gol to do it,
Oh you want me TO marry her without
baking love to her?''
who said anything about your not ma
ing love TO her?'' demanded the old gen
'"nan, testify.
You, father"
100 i tell me that, you rascal / do