Knoxville journal. [volume] (Knoxville, Iowa) 1874-1986, 1875-03-11
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81 suppose / must write those letters
tonight" said Uncle Job, shut declare
wouldn't if could help it. I'm half
asleep now-but they must go by to-
morrow mornings mail"
"Whv didn't you do il to-day?" said
Aunt Hetty, with a smile in the corners
of her mouth. She was quite sure, you
see, what the answer would be.
"Oh, forgot it,"
Of course, Uncle Job--one of the best
fellows that ever lived, as he was called
always forgot till the very last moment.
The consequence was some things were
badly done / sat at the table as he
wrote, and read the two notes while he
was directing the envelopes. The first
one ran as follows:
DEAR JOHN have found a boy for you, as
you spoke of wanting an apprentice. He
will be sent by his father tomorrow. In the
main, you will find him good fellow, only
rather odd. German (his fathers name is
Robert Germany thinks more of himself than
his fifteen years should warrant, but you will
know how to correct that fault. A little dis
cipline--a taste Of hard work, coarse fare,
etc--will do it. You may expect him at about
six p. m. Yours, JOB LANSING.
There, that one is disposed Of" said
Uncle Job, as he finished it, and forth
with he commenced the second letter:
DEAR JAcK-Judge Black wished me to
write you, as something has happened to
his right hand, that Lawrence will start to-
morrow by the first train. He will reach
your place by seven p. m. Show him every
attention, for he is fine fellow, and will,
by and by, be able to confer favors. A word
to the wise is sufficient. Lawrence is sew
enteen, and fine, Jgentlemanly little fellow.
Yours, JOB LANSING.
"Do they both live in the same town."
asked.
EYES," said Uncle Job, placing the let
tiers in envelopes, hardly a stones
throw apart-only Jack Green has got
the handsomest place in town and John
Trimble lives in tumble down, two-story
shanty. Jack has lots of children and
John has none, or but one"
Something happened while we were
taking and Uncle Job, in his careless
fashion, forgot what he was about and
directed the letters so that each was sent
to the wrong person. The result was
not pleasant, as you shall see. Twill give
you the experience of the two boys.
ROBERT GERMANS STORY.
When reached the depot met a man
dressed in livery.
y
Mr.. Job Lansing?" says he.
said yes, and was led to splendid
carriage. | hardly knew what to say or
do--for had my old clothes on, mother
thinking / had better save my best suit,
which was packed away in my old black
trunk.
"Any baggage?" asked the coachman,
and pointed out my trunk.
You should have seen the fellow grin.
When we stopped before the handsomest
house had ever seen / was absolutely
scared. / could scarcely get down out
of the carriage, for there was the hall all
ablaze with light, and great gas lamps
outside the DOOR and could see young
ladies', splendidly dressed in the parlor.
Thinks /, "They'll take me into some
Darkroom, and hope they'll give me
some grub, for Pm awfully hungry"
Well, what do you think? If they
didn't all meet me in the hall, and begin
to jabber ! might as well have stood on
my head for all could hear anything
they said for about five minutes.
Didn't act like fool, sitting on 8
yellow satin sofa, with young lady each
side Of me? Why, I felt-I can't begir
to tell how felt! They talked as il
they'd known onr folks all their life; but
where to put my hands didn't know.
At last they let me alone, and tai
man, who stood on the hearth, looking
down on me, asked how the Judge was
That was the first direct question thai
mad been asked me.
Says /, ~ don't know what Judge you
mean, sir"
why, your father" says he, and
saw the girls giggle behind their fans.
My father? Well, he wasn't never
Judge as know on" says l. If he
was l wouldn't be learning trade, any
how"
"Are you joking, my lad?" asks the
man. "Your father, Judge Black, is one
OF my most valued friends"
"Judge Black! JEdge BlackP' says
why, you amt taking me for his son
allof your says /. No, sir my father
an honest carpenter as works Tor MS iiv
ing. He don't go and clear criminals II
court, you better believe"
AT this the girls got up, as II theI
we're frightened, and 1 rather think the,
screamed; don't know, as was just
little confused.
What is your name?' asked the tai
man.
Bob German" says 1; andthen ther'
was scene.
Twas politely told that I'd got IN tne
wrong house, and sent off to find my wa;
as best could. don't know which ie'
low felt the best--the tall man or III
be rid Of each other. However, IL al
came out right in the end.
LAWRENCE BLACKS STORY.
anticipated a good deal of peasur
IN going to see my fathers old frien'
for the first time, Col. Green, as he wa
called. When I arrived at c. wa
looking about anxiously. a man stoo'
there, oddly dressed, with slouch Iei
hat that hardly showed his eyes
Mr.. Job Lansing send your n
asked.
II think Mr.. Lansing wrote you,
began.
Oh, never mind any Donsense,
interrupted: "cope along with me-