The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1873-02-25

completed his purchases, and was jus
about to get on the train with his on
hundred and forty-four mouth.organs
when a telegram was handed him. /
contained information to the effect tha
the auburn.haiTed Mrs. Potts had jus
had daughter This induced the Bish
op to return to the city for the purpos
Of purchasing an additional organ.
On the following Saturday he returned
home. As he approached the house
swarm Of young children flew out of tn,
front gate and ran toward him, shouting
There's pa Here comes pa Oh. pa
but we're glad to see you Hurrah fo
pa = etc., etc.
The Bishop looked at the children Al
they flocked around him and clung to hi
legs and coat, and was astonished to Sc,
that they were neither his nor the late
Browns. He said: you youngsterl
have made a mistake | am not your
father : and the Bishop smiled good
naturedly.
'Oh, yes you are, though !! screamed
the little ones, in chorus.
But | say am not, said the Bishop
severely, and frowning you ought tc
be ashamed of yourselves. Don't you
know where little story-tellers 60 ? 1t i.
scandalOus for you to violate the truth il
this manner. My name is Potts
Yes, we know it is, exclaimed the
chlldren-'wc know it is and so is ours
that is our name now too, since the wed
ding
Since what wedding?' demanded the
Bishop, turning pale
why, mas wedding, Of course. She
was married yesterday to you by Mr.
Young, and we are all living at your
house now with our new little brothers
and sisters
The Bishop sat down on the pavement
and wiped away a tear. Then he asked
who was your father p
Mr.. Simpson, said the crowd, 'and
he died on Tuesday
And how many Of his internal old
widows mean now many of your
mother are there p
Only twcnty-sevon,' replied the chill.
dren, and there are only sixty-four Of
US, and we arc awful glad you have come
home
The Bishop did not seem to be un.
u,ua'ly glad somehow, he failed to en-
ter into the enthusiasm of the occasion
There appeared to be, in certain sense,
too much sameness about these surprises,
50 he sat there with his hat pulled over
his eyes and considered the situation.
Finally, seeing there was no help for it,
he went to the house, and iorty-eight of
Mrs. Potts rushed up to him and kissed
him, and told him how the prophet had
had another vision, in which he was com.
manded to seal Simpsons widows to
Potts.
Then the Bishop stumbled around
among the cradles to his writing.desk,
where he felt among the gum rings and
rattles for his letter-paper, and then ad-
dressed note to Brigham, asking him as
a personal favor to keep awake until
after Christmas. The man must take
me for founding hospital, he said.
Then the Bishop saw clearly enough that
ii he gave presents to the other children
and not to the late Simpsons the bride
(relict of Simpson, would probably souse
down on him, tumble among his hair and
make things warm for him. So, rcpack-
ing his carpet-hag, he started again for
San Francisco for sixty-tour more mouth
organs, while Mrs. Potts gradually took
leave of him in the entry-all but the
red-haired woman, who was up stairs, and
who had to be satisfied with screeching
good-by at the top of her voice.
On his way home, after his last visit
to San Francisco, the Bishop sat in the
car by the side Of man who had left
Salt Lake the day before. The stranger
was communicative. ln the course Of
the conversation he remarked to the
Bishop That was a mighty pretty little
affair up there at the city on Monday
What affair."? asked Potts.
Why, that wedding; McGrath's wild
ow, you know-married by proxy
You don't say replied the Bishop.
Il didn't know that McGrath was dead.
Yes; died 90 Sunday, and that night
Brigham had vision in which he was
ordered to seal her to the Bishop
Bishop exclaimed Potts. Bishop
What Bishop?'
We'll, you see there were fifteen Of
Mrs. McGrath and eighty-two children
and they showed the whole lot off on old
Potts Perhaps you don't know him ?
Tho Bishop gave a wild, unearthly
shrek and went into a hysterical fit, and
writhcd upon the floor as if he had ny
drophobia. When he recovered, he leap.
ed from the train and walked back tc
San Francisco. lie afterward took the
first steamer to Peru, where he entered
a monastery aud became celibate.
His carpct-bag was sent on to his fam
lily. 1t contained the balance Of the
mouth.organs. On Christmas morning
they were distributed, and in less than
an hour the entire two hundred and eight
were sick from sucking the paint off Of
them. L doctor was called, and he
seemed so much interested in the family
that Brigham divorced the whole con-
Germ from old Potts, and annexed it tc
the doctor, who Immediately lost his rea'
son, and would have butchered the entire
family if the red-haired woman and the
oldest boy had not marched him off to
lunatic asylum, where he spent his time
trying to arrive at an estimate of the
number of his children by cyphering witt
an impossible combination of the multi
plication table and algebra.
The New Spanish Administration.
Senor Don Emilio CASTELAR,, the Secre
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