The Albany register. [volume] (Albany, Or.) 1868-18??, 1874-10-16
jackson Delancy's BoiI-A Funny STORY

jackson Delancy's BOiI-A Funny story
for the Boys.
He had IeIt an irritation around there
for two or three days Some of the
boys said that it might be a wood-tick.
and others asked him to lift the cur
tain OF the past and see if he couldn't
remember OF sitting down on nail.
he was little worried for fear that he
was to be attacked with cerebro spinal
meningitis or a paralytic stroke, but
Emory Pathfinder, the boy at the COR
ner grocery, secuted the idea.
No sir, ne remarked, as he busted
out from behind the herring box, "it's
my opinyun that yer goin' to have
And ne added that, if he only had
time, he could sit down and tell Jack
son a hundred stories about biles-
which had afflicted Kings, Queens,
.Emperors, Congressman, Aldermen,
actors and policemen-big biles and
small.
The next morning Jackson got out of
bed feeling that he had a boil. There
was 10 longer any doubt about it. He
undertook to sit on the edge of the bed
and draw his pants on, but he didn't sit
there more than second. he got up
and kicked over chair, and said that
woman as old as his mother ought to
know more than to stick pins in his
bed. In bending over to pull on his
boot he struck against the washstand,
and he made clear jump of six feet
seven inches, and turned around to see
who struck him. He finally walked
very carefully down stairs, sat down on
the edge OF the sofa until breakfast was
ready, and then got pillow to put on
his chair. His stern old father elevated
his eyebrows yard or so, laid down
his knife and saws he
Jackson Delaney, what in thunder
do you mean 2?
jackson slid the pillow bach and sat
down on his hip and tried to smile. His
father had told him months before that
walnuts were productive of boils, and
he had been stealing walnuts from the
zgarret all summer. Prudence and dis
cretion, therefore, warned him to say
nothing about that boil.
Jackson Delaney, why in the name
of General Zachariah Taylor don't you
sit up straight IN your chair and eat
your reakfast ?" roared the Puritan
father, as he saw his sons position, and
Jackson sat over on the other hip and
began telling about a cave in a sewer in
order to occupy the old mans mind
with other and nobler thoughts.
When breakfast was over he wander
ed out. He didn't feel like sporting
tree and tried to calculate whether it
was seven days, seven weeks or seven
months before boils came to head. He
was reposing there when the wind shook
down an apple. It ought to have hit
him on the head. if at all, but it didn't
it struck that boil. Jackson uttered a
yell and leaped up, and as he tenderly
rubbed the boil he said he'd be shot to
death with peach stones if he didn't
q of + hot t,.oc
before he slept.
Then he heard the fre-belI ring, anC
he busted down TO box sixteen, forget
ting all about his boil until a fireman
showed him against a tree-box. He
didn't care whether the house burned
up or not. He went over and leaned
against store, but they threw water OF
him, and he wended his melancholy way
to his fathers house, crept up stairs
sat down on his leg and went to reading
"A dime novel. He wondered if Big Foo
Wallace, or Buffalo Bill, or Capt. Jacl
ever had boils, and it made him shud
der to think of crawling into cave tt
escape the Indians and hitting his boi
on jugged rock as he went in.
When supper was ready he stood be
fore his father and told him that al
other boys of his age stood up to eat
and he'd like to try it for week ant
see how it seemed.
''Stand up to eat p thundered tn
old man, as he looked wildly around fo
a weapon-"sit down, sir, or I'll max
you think Vesuvius is having anothe
eruption -
Little did they know that boys fee
ings as he sat down, and no surveyo
could have measured his relief as he GO
up from the table.
The next day was Sunday. and he wa
sent to Sunday school. He knew b
couldn't sit down, and he ran away an
went to Windsor, but didn't take muc
comfort, as hack ran against his bo
and the Chief of Police threatened
lock him up for shouting "murder
when there was no murder.
The boil hasn't headed yet. It won
for three days to come, and it Will
tender for two weeks. There is no 10
in this world for Jackson Delanc,
His mother thinks he has chills an
fever, and she has found him lying O
his face SO often that she is afraid the
are going to lose him. The old ma
has got O thrashing laid up for him IL
running away from Sunday-school, an
there we're never SO many fires ar
and baseball matches as since that be
kept that sad boy in the house. He W
down at the gate as our reporter passt
last night, and when he was asked
a cent would be any induceme
for him to turn handspring he shi
cred all over and his hair stood up
the bare thought of turing han
spring with that boil on him.-Detrc
Free Press.
Paying Him Back.
Here comes a letter giving tn
incident that happened the other d
in New Jersey ,o-.
EARJAcK-IS-THE-PULPIT' would IKE 10 I
Won of something that occurred under my o.
ewes to one of those creatures who as y
saw. are wise and keep silent" 10 us, W
have not always lived in the country, the
-cident was very interesting. DAY or :
ago after a severe thunderstorm, james,
.coachman found that several birds had sn
tered themselves in q sE1au tool-nousS n''
our cottage. Among them was an owl.
mt it into an old canary-blrd cage, a
brought it to US to look at. 1t Is not OIL
that one gets SO near view OF one or thf
curious creatures. The cage was then plac
inst back of the house on frame made
hold miIk-pans. There he sat all day,
moving from the perch, occasionally rell
his ewes, but not seeing much, as those
cans are more useful to him at nlgnt tnan
The day passed on, and we had almost I
gotten chat our owl was there, when We he'
SS1cb a cIatttering while We were at supl