Northern tribune. [volume] (Cheboygan, Mich.) 1875-1885, 1875-09-25

1 All them shiny buttons has turned your
head, Now if you want to speak to my
dawter you'll have to come down out of
your coneeitedness very considerable
You must remember that there is other
folks besides you that knows thing or
two"
By this time Mr.. McWhorter was
pranclng up and down in towering
passion, while Annie alternately darted
looks OF affectionate encouragement at
pa and chances of deep disdain at Char
ley.
That young gentleman now began to
put on MS OvercOat, remarking very
calmly In the meanwhile that people
VINO were always wrong, always hated
10 be told OF it. Then wishing the fami-
~ every success in life, he was about to
retire with excessive dignity, when who
should enter but Mrs. McWhorter, with
a busting brush in her right hand, and
an ample white cloth around her head.
whats the matter of you all?" she
asked in astOnishment. "AnybOdy would
think there was trial going on up here
before police justice. Annie, if 1 was
you I'd get some ice and put it to my
face, perhaps it would cool you down II
little. And so Mister McWhorter. sup
pose you've been meddlin' with some
thing that don't concern YOU, as usual of
course"
"Ma," said Annie, sits all about the
spelling of word. Charley thinks he's
so awful talented because he can order
a few poor sailors around, that"
"Oh. nOnsense!" broke in the old lady.
"Don't let's have so much palaver.
What's the word?"
1.-The word, Mrs. McWhorter. is separ-
ate," said Charley, who still stood near
the door with his Overcoat on.
''And that's big thing to have such
whirligig about, amt it? Now don't
you feel ashamed of yourselves? dare
say nobody with any schoolin' hardly
would slip on such plain word as that"
Suppose you spell it Tor us, Mrs. Nc
Whorter," said Charley.
"Well, L don't mind, if it'll settle any
trouble" said the old lady. Heres my
way, and the only right way :S-e-p-p-e-r,
sepper, ct, ct, Sepperet." s
"Oh, mother of Moses!n cried the old
man, spinning around on one leg, shut
you are such sweet speller-you ought
to have contract for polishing up mem
bers of Congress on photography"
"Mr. McWhOrter, would try to have
a little dignity in my own house," re-
turned his wife, placing her arms most
severely akimbO. Even if you didn't
have many advantages in early life, L
should think that keeping company with
respectable people would have made
some improvement in your manners"
manners be switched" cried McWhOr-
ter. MAYBE amt got any manners;
but l know how to spell a plain straight
word. In my opinion the compulsory
education law ought to be applied to all
of yOu."
There is no saying how far the quarrel
might have gone, but just then spruce
looking young man was shown in, and he
presented Mr.. McWhOrter with a gas
bill. This little matter having been set
tied, the nobby collector was about to
depart, when Charley remarked. Per
haps this gentleman can decide the mat
ter"
"What matter ?" queried the stranger.
'We are disagreed about the spelling
of the word separate" said Charley.
81 amt on the SPELL" said the man,
passing out, ''look in the dictionary"
''That's fact" chimned in Mrs. Nc
WhOrter. You might have done that
long ago. But you'll find it just as
spelled it, for sepperet is sepperet, amy
way you twist it, and all the world
over"
"Get out, old woman; you don't know
the first principles OF spellin',' cried Mr..
McWhorter, "but bring out the book,
Annie. Well see what Mr.. Webster has
to say. although I'd bet forty shares of
New York Central agin six of Kansas
Pacific, that he's got it just like had"
The still angry disputants now gath"r
ed around the center table, while Char
ley turned the leaves OF the big dict;On-
airy. At last his fOrefnger fingered at a
certain point. Then he said briskly, as
he began to pull on his gloves:
"Well, must be going. I've got TO
stop in at Stewards and get Matilda par
asOl, and then I've got
But hold on, young man." cried Mr..
MeWhorter, ''ain't YOU going TO find that
word 2"
OH said Charley, moving towards
the door, ''it's a matter Of slight impor
lance, am obliged to be in Brook"
''Never do you mind Brooklyn yelled
out Mr.. McWhOrter, rising and placing
his back against the door. Annie Eliza
McWhOrter do you look that word up,
and spell it out! Since I've seen the way
things is working, I'D bet two hundred
shares of Western Union to six of Wa
bash that Pm right"
Annie now ran her finger down the |
open page until it stopped as Charley's |
had done.
"Well," said Mr.. McWhorter inpatient
ly, ''ain't right?''
No, sir, you amt right" replied An
ME.
1.-The ding Jeremiah 1 amt. Who the
mischiefis right ?"
"None of us is right" was the meek re-
ply. m
sLem-me-see," exclaimed the old man,
rushing up to the book and adjusting his
glasses, 81 don't believe any of you can
spell word when you are looking at it."
The examination was brief. And then
Mr.. McWhOrter Strengthened himself up,
and reflectively muttered as he wiped
his eyeglasses: Sc p-a-r-a-t-e, separ-
ate"
'sOld woman" said he. "YOu have my |
forgiveness. There's new kinks in spell |
lin as well as everything else. Who |,
would have thought they could have |
twisted seperrate into separate? It's all
them cussed Internal French notions. |
They are creeping into everything. A |
man can't get little pork and beans |
nowadays without asking for ally moody
de polka tUOkd or some such lingo"
Mr.. McWhOrter walked out musingly, |
and Mrs. McWhorter having soon fol-
lowed him, the two young people were |
again left together.
Annie was on one end of the sofa, and
Charley was by the piano taking off his |
OvercOat. He walked to and fro awhile,
and then he took seat on the other end |
of the sofa. As soon as he sat down An |
ME turned her back toward him, and |
looking out the window, kicked over a |
fOOtstOOl.
annie" said he, slowly edging up
toward her, 1--WE are liable to be mis-