The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1873-01-16

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one hundred aud twenty eve end the twins
to crying, whiIO bis own original fticoa
stood around sud joined in tho chorus
Then the Bishop went out and sas on tho
garden fence to whittlo q stick and solemn
ly think, while Mrs. Potts distributed her
self around iu tweny.Ihroo places aud
soohod the children, ItoOcurred to the
Bishop while he musod out there On the
fcuco. that he had not enough moutb'or-
gans to 60 around among tho children as
tho family now Stood aud so, rather than
seem to be partial be determined to 60
back to San Francisco for Que hundred and
roriy.four more.
So the Bishop rcpackcd his carPoi,baG,
and began again to bid farewell to his fam
lily He tOndorly kissed all of tho Mrs.
Potts who were at home, and started for
the depot, while Mrs. Potts stood at the
various windows and waved her handler.
chiefs at him all except tho woman With
tho warm hair, and she, in Gt Of abSOnt-
miBdedness held ono of tho twins by the
leg and braudishod it at Potts as he ltd
down the street.
The Bishop reached San Francisco,
completed bis purchases, aud was just
about to got on the train with his nehuu-
drcd and forty four mouth.organs, when
telegram was handed him Itcontaiuod
information to tho effect that tho auburn
haired Mrs, had just had o daughter
This induced the Bishop to return to The
city for the purpose of purchasing an ad-
ditional organ.
Gu The following Saturday he returned
home, AS he approached his house u
swarm Of young children flew out of the
! front gate and toward him, shouting
There's pal Here comes pal Oh, pa,
but we're glad to sec ypul Hurrah for pa!
ETC., etc"
The Bishop looked at tho children as
they docked around him aud cluug to his
FIcgS aud coat, and was aStonshod to per-
,ccive that they we're neither bis nor the
late Browns. Ilp said, "You young.
stors have made mistake; | am not your
father" and the Bishop smiled good-ha.
fufedlys ''.'''
"OA, yes, you are, though" screamed
tho little ones ipchorus.
but l say l am not, " said.tho Bishop
severely aud frowningj you ought to be
ashamed Of yourselves. Don't you know
where little story'tellcrs 60? It's scan
dalous for you to violate the truth in this
manner, My is Potts"
"yes, we know it is," exclaimed the
chiIdren-"we know it is aud so is ours;
that is our name to since the wedding"
"Siuco what weldiug?" demanded tho
Bishop, turning pale.
"Why, mas wedding, Of COURSE
She was married yesterday to you by Mr..
Young, and we are all living ntyOur house
now with our new little brothers aud sis.
ters"
The Bishop sat down on the pavement
and wiped away a tear, Then he asked;
"Who was your father?"
"NIr Simpson," said the crowd, "and
he died on Tuesday"
"Aud how many Of bis internal old wild
Ows-l mean how many Of your mothers
are there?"
"0Dly twcnty-sevon," replied the child
rcn; "aud there are only sixty,four Of US,
and We are awful glad yon have come
home"
The Bishop did not seem to be unusual
y glad. Somehow be failed to enter into
the enthusiasm oftho OCCASION There ap.
peared to be, in certain sense, too much
sameness about these surprises, so that he
sat there with bis bat pulled over bis eyes
aud considered the situation. Finally,
seeing there was no help for it, he went
up to the house, and fOrty-oight Of Mrs
Potts rushed up to him and told him how
the prophet had another vision. in which
he was commanded to seal Simpsons wil.
ows TO Potts.
Then the Bishop stumbled around
among the cradles to his wri.iug-1csk,
where he felt among the gum rings and
rnitlns for bis letter.nnner and then ad.