Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1875-12-02
Danbury Family Scene.
TFrom the Danbury News.

A family of some pretentions, living
on Nelson street, had a party OF hve TO
tea, Thursday evening. The table was
set out in fine style, and il Was abSo-
lutely necessary to show them that
folks could live in a village like Dan
bury, and yet understand the require
ments of good society. When they
were all at the table, and the 1fdy was
preparing to dish up the tea, her little
son. whose face shOne like the knees OF
a country clergyuan's pants, pulled
Ter secretly by the dress. Bat she was
too busy to notice. He pulled her
again, but receiving no response, he
Whispered:
MA, liza J!
NV hat is it ?"
"Ain't this one of Miss Perry's
knives ?" holding up the article in his
hand and looking, as he properly
should, very much gratitied by such an
evidence of his discernmeDt.
She made no reply in words, but she
gave him look that was calculated to
annihilate him.
The tea was dished out and the party
were preparing TO butter their biscuit,
when the youth suddenly whispered
again, looking at his plate with a
pleased expression, '-Why, ma, my
plate is different from the Others"
Thomas :" she calculated, under her
breath.
"Why, it is, ma" persisted Thomas.
snow, Just see here. This plate has
"Thomas !" again calculated his
mother, with crimsOned face, while
his father assumed Il frOwn nearly an
inch thick, iii you don't let your vict-
uals stop your mouth III send you
away from the table!'
This quoted Thomas at once. He
was not d very particular boy, and he
concluded that the difference in the
plates was not of such moment as To
admit OF tedious argument al this time.
Several minutes passed without any
further interruption. The young man
industriously attended 10 his food, but
at the same time kept close eye on
what was going on around him. He
was lifting up his cup for a sip, when
his glance unfortunately fell upon the
saucer. 1t was but glance, but with
the keennesss of a young eye he saw
that the two were not originally de-
signed for each other.
"Why, ma," he eagerly whispered,
..this cup don't belong to"
Then ne suddenly stopped. The ex-
preston of his mothers face actually
rendered him .peechless, aud for a mo-
ment he applied himself to his meal in
depressed silence; but he was young
and of an elastic temper, and he soon
recovered his beaming expression. A
little later he observed a lady opposite
putting a spoon of preserved grapes in
her mouth. Then he twitched his
mothers dress and said again:
MAP
The unhappy woman shivered at the
sound, but his remark this time appear
ed TO be on an entirely different sub
ject, as he asked:
"Aint Miss Walker funny woman p
"Funny?" said his mother, with a
sigh of relief. And then turning to the
company with the explanation, Mrs.
Walker is an old lady who lives across
the way" she smiled on her hopeful
son and asked "W hat makes you think
she is funny?"
"Why, you know-you KNOW" be-
gan Thomas in that rapid, moist way
which an only SON assumes when he Is
imparting information before company,
in response to a cordial invitation,
"when l went over there this alter
noon to get the spoons, she said she
hoped the company wouldn't bite 'em,
as it would dent"
'Thomas shrieked the unhappy
mother, as soon as she could break in.
"Young man." gasped the father,
'sleave this table at once"
And Thomas left at once. His father
subsequently followed him, and the
two met in back room, and had both
been flying express trains coming to-
gether, there could have scarcely been
more Noise