Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1874-02-26
JAKE'S LUCK.

Whatever will Mr.. Squimps say?
Oh, girls, to think of it-poor, washed
out Amanda Liza, with her check aprons
and faded calicoes-to think of her turn
ing out an heiress Whew it takes my
breath away. Whatu Jake do now, 1
wonder ?"
Miss Jennie Smith was an acknowl-
edged leader in the Squimps academy,
She had maintained her rotund person
and round, good-natured face In spite of
sour bread and scant rations. We thin
and starveling girls looked up to her as
star of the first magnitude. We clustered
around her in high conclave, as she sat
on desk In the school-room during the
temporary absence of our worthy pre-
ceptor.
"Oh, she'll never think of Jake
again." cried sharp-faced girl in the
corner.
"Iu bet she will," rejoined Miss
Smith, slapping her hand energetically
on her old grammar. Miss Smith had
"big brothers," which may partly ac-
count for the vim with which she was
wont to express herself. "But, oh,
don't / wish it was me! To think that
Amanda Liza, that I used to lend my old
collars to"
"Young ladies, Miss Bimm p cried a
warning voice; whereat Jennie, with
more haste than dignity, abandoned her
lofty position, and there was general
stampede for seats as Miss Bimm, the
head teacher came sailing In, followed
by Mr.. Squimps, the principal, black,
tail and solemn as the shadow of lamp
post. Now for stricter rules, longer
lectures on propriety, and a general
surveillance founded or certain recent
occurrences"
What would Mr.. Squimps say? Ay, to
be sure that was always a question of
importance, and Mr.. Squimps always
said good deal Here was an especial
theme for his eloquence for the case OF
poor Amanda Liza, who had been his
bond-slave for ten years, cuffed and
cornered, making no sign, and at last
turning out to have relations of her own
and heap of money, and leaving his
establishment /" for good and all in his
absence, was leetle too much fol-
human nature, as he declared. For Mr..
Squimps did not disdain to descend to
familiar colloquialisms once In q
while as relief from the high menta
strain of too much Latin and lexicon
MIR. Squimps should have been 6
public speaker-so his wife declared, sc
ell his friends afhrmed-only the trouble
was he would never have known wher
te stop. There was no "cork up" *
him, the girls declared. Once given {
little rope, small vexation, an acct
dental jarring Of his arrangements, and
Mr.. Sauimps flowed out into limitless
rivers of rhetoric. He argued his poin
down to the last whittle, wound W
splendidly, touched up hisside-whiskers
looked round for applause, turned owe
his wristbands, and before you knew it
began again
This was a splendid opening, this o
Amanda Liza's-a girl whom he hat
taken out of "pure" charity when he
folks died of fever, a girl whom he hat
educated, brought up In his very family
and-and-and- Squimps fel
himself possessed on this occasion of al
the stock in trade necessary for al
orator. sr -
ssAnd Mr.. Squimps ike father t.
her, toor' cried Mrs. Squimps, elevatinl
her shriveled little hands.
Mrs. Squinps was small wrinklet
lady. rushing about of an afternoon In
stiff voiuninous silk, so little, so shriy
eled. she seemed to rattle in it as sh
walked, like wiHhered kernel In wal
nut shell. She had had the benefit o
Mr.. Squimps' eloquenee the greater par
of her life, and was much like won