Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1874-05-07

Archer to somewhat modify his ungra-
cious answer, and to add vaguely that
"some time" he would "see about it. Z"
Mrs. Barton, who was a pretty, blue
eyed little woman. had brother board
ing with her, aged fifteen, who, 1 grieve
to state, was very naughty boy, and
at the Tieverton Academy, which he at
tended, his exploits were a source of
continued annoyance to the teachers
and of mingled wonder and admiration
to his schoolmates. And yet he was one
of the best-hearted boys in the world,
only for the miscellaneous element that
seemed part of his nature. He was
always duly sorry for his transgressions,
and his fits of penitence have been
known to last full hour.
But between Mr.. Archer and Charlie
there was feud, originating from a
little of Charles playfulness, and it
came about in this wise.
The former gentleman was given to
wearing stand-up collar, surrounded
by very stiff and clerical-looking white
neck handkerchief, which Charlie hay
ing often observed, proceeded, in the
absence of Mr.. Archer, to obtain pos
session of large and remarkably tall
Cochin China rooster that belonged to
Mrs. Green-one of that cheerful
species of bird with a voice like fog
whistle and spurs like marlin-spikes,
which make the small hours of the
morning hideous with unreasonable
Growing.
Several attempts had been made by
1<~l- 20 n, Of
remarkable bird, by poison and other
foul means, but, owing to constitution
naturally strong and digestion unim-
paired by trihes, it had become moot
ed question among the enemies of this
rooster as to whether anything short of
can of nitro-glycerine would have any
effect whatever upon his stomach.
At the expense of pair of scratched
hands, Charlie had succeeded in cap
turing the unhappy bird, which he i'm
mediately proceeded to invest with a
huge paper collar and tie, after which
he turned him loose in the street, where
unfeeling and heartless people declared
that he resembled Bob Archer to a
marvellous degree.
When that gentleman returned from
downtown walk, his eyes were greeted
with this singular apparition stalking
majestically up and down the pavement,
to the great admiration and interest of
a large crowd of youths, who were by no
means sparing in their remarks concern
ing the resemblance between the
feathered biped and Mr.. A.
Afterward, when the latter gentleman
had discovered that Charlie was the
author of this graceless trick, he had in
the first flush of his wrath threatened
the boy with Gaming. And Charlie, 1
regret exceedingly to state, had imme-
diately assumed pugilistic attitude,
and, revolving his fists rapidly Che
measured full five feet three), after the
supposed manner of the late John C.
Heenan, he had asserted that he should
like to see him CHR. Archer) "try it
on" and had then muttered something
in reference to quitting head on
some person or persons not specified.
1t is needless for me at this point to
attempt to inculcate moral lesson.
Every well-regulated boy who may read
this story will readily see that Charles
act was very wrong.
1t was all bad enough /; but, as If not
satisfied, this bad boy stole stuffed
monkey from the case in DR.. Adams
study, and fastened a pair of large
green-glass goggles astride it's nose,
and encircling its neck with strip of
red flannel, he inclosed the same in a
band box, and writing on the cover of
the box, with the compliments of
Robert Archer, ESQ.," he dispatched it,
per small boy, to the residence of Miss
Rebecca Fletcher, who was single
young lady of eight-and-thirty seasons,
popularity supposed to cherish an I'M
requited affection for Mr.. Archer.
Miss Fletcher fell into the most rigid
Mysteries upon the receipt of this
cheerful present (I do not wonder at it,,
and the paternal Fletcher, who was a
cholelic old gentleman, hastily loaded
his double-barreled gun, with the
ayowed determination of seeking Mr.
Archer's life. But, fortunately,
Charles share in the matter was dis
covered in time to save Mr.. Archer from
the wrath of the aged party referred to,
and Charlie was threatened with troun-
cling number two, which, on the whole, /
am sorry he did not get, for it is sad
thing to send a dead monkey with spec
tacles on and red rag round its neck,
as present to a lady.
One evening Mr.. and Mrs. Barton
were invited to take tea at a neighbor's,
and, as the servant was tripping her
light fantastic toes at a dance down
town, it became necessary to leave the
youth in question in charge of the baby.
It was with the greatest reluctance that
Mrs. B., after numberless embraces of
the infant and instructions to Charlie
(who was absorbed in the perusal of one
of Oliver Optics most incredible stories)
as to tine location of bottle with gum
muzzle containing the necessary nour-
ishment, left the hope of the Barton
family, and when fairly under way she
ran back for the purpose of one last,
smothering embrace OF the "tiddy little
sing, whatever that may signify.
But hardly had the door finally closed
upon Mrs. Barton than her Juvenile
brother laid down his book, and after
executing species of triumphant war
dance, at the same time whistling softly
the bars of a popular melody. he sur