National Republican. (Washington City (D.C.)) 1872-1888, 1874-06-22
PENCIL &FTCHEs.
RUSHING THE SEASON.

In passing down the Avenue a person with any
human nature about him at all, no matter If one
eye is shut and the other sleepy, cannot fail to
notice the innumerabls plaeards which are dis
played dconspicuously through the different win
doBs Of, Mosquito nets for sale here" The
question arises in ones mind Immediately, "lsnt
this rushing the seasonfn II the placards had
said "Fly nets for sale here, It would have been
perfectly PROPER, and everybody would have said
amen, and they wou!dn't have said Il IN any Of
your lukewarm ways either. They would here
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And TO Prove this we might say that II was only
last Saturday that gentlepnap was walking
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Rs Ss s en- maS0s man saS q 'a Rss
nnent his eye caught q fair and unmists able
reading OF the sign pallor overshadowed his
cou1tenance, and ieizing the uppermosi portion
Godi SO soon, so soonf" and then starting into
gallop he bounded homeward to tell his wife to
pack up and take the children north, lust as quick
and as far north as civilization and respectable
society would allow, If not sooner.
THE MORNING FLY.
The morning fy is different from the MONDAY or
night fly in many respects, notwithstanding he's
the same fly, body and instinct, all day long. The
IN anG 9gn, ny
days, just before 4 shower. at which time he
spruees up, and concentrating all his vicious quail
tiles he dashes mt the butter in reckless man
and and disjOina sssssaS isgs in trying Is sst out
again, and BECAUSE be IS.sai -suCsssS bfeffS we'll
Be lsis s q w. ia ,sis g sRss M
and if the burning don't take xelfhs fi1 down IN
me stun ana s Just In the act Of rolling over and
mixing himself up in 4 when some kind-hearted
ladies' him out OF to the door and tn, With an air
Essks 81 hih until there q nothing Sas 4
Ps gets % e. 10 SG n SSn y
nS Ss nave eEhsr ope dsep and goes proving
S.,y I nS Ss Ss
don't matte 6r the gist q the whole thing is he
e eOe Pr%<L Mr.. Samuel Brcoder, Of Vermont sy-
SnuS viii swear 70 this on the gilded urn Of bis
intends to have. and Re don't dsre how soon,
either. Mrs. Klheks p the name Of the aforesaid
Ssn ss 1s.ss sss aes
AIMS (which Is Mrs Broo6er) Illness. Among
the numerous little overstghts Of Mrs. Kincks was
caused him to speak in o very animated way at
the breakfast table apd bring bis china cup down
WITH such emphasis as to knock loose the bottom
Of highly -prited saucer, ornamented with an
inscription Of "To Samuel Brooder, from his be-
loved pother-in-lsv.n The trouble was Mrs.
Kihcks had neglected to put up the mosquito net
oft.repested- requests Of Samuel, and on the
morning when he gestured the bottom Of the valu-
able saucer out, crowd Of fillbustettlg files had
attacked him before sunrise, and had kept up an
incessant fire upon him until he arose dlsgustsd,
and went down to breakfast. Who Wouldn't have
talked spiliAtsd and filled the bottom Of saucer
tSe U Ssd a
saf q assnS Is .hss s4hh anf
come out at HE cdr could wake him. That fly
was on the premises, and he was very particular
about what he ate. He wouldn't touch anything
but nose, ear, and eyebrows. The first intimaticn
about the end Of his nose ike the bgrI Of . bum
ble-bee. BE struck ct him recklessls, and the hy
jumped Of and settling on bis ear, started imms
his right hand OF the organ affiieted with shock
that sent bis head out Of the perpendicular to an
angle Of s5n dsgreSs The ay went ipto the
and then with unerrIng aim went for his eye
broWs. II there 10 any one place more ticklish
about man than another IL q that portion Of the
physiognomy lying between the eyebrows. This
tantsliging insect 1T there and commenced shuf-
eing his feet about like boy in the peanut gal
cslousIy Forming his hand in he usual shape
for catching flies, he called upon Heaven and
Earth to direct him, end then, lifting his trap
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the end Of his nose in the sweep with terrific
shock. Two sympathetic hands immed iately COW
cred the battered organ, and two lively feet
bounced suddenly upon the floor, and two long
legs struck out for the wsshstsnd, and there, In
the early heur Of morning, before the sun began
| to rise, stood Samuel Brooder, bumped over his
wash-bowl, filled with pain and madness, LAYING
his bleeding nostris, and filling the air with pro-
fame sounds Of what he would do when he met
Mrs. Kinoks The net Ia up now. but Mrs. Kincks
don't propose to live with . man Of such violent
temper any longer, not If Mary Ann should die,
even: not she.