The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1875-11-25
me Partly Torture.

were from the city, and1t was apso-
lutely necessary to show them that
folks may live in q village ike Dam
bury, and yet understand the require
lnents of good society. When they
were all at the table, and the lady
was preparing to dish up the tea, her
little son, whose face shone like the
knees Of country elergyman's pants,
pulled her secretly by the dress. But
she was to busy to notice. BE pull
ed her again, but receiving no re-
Spouse, he whispered:
ana, maj"
aWhat is it?r
"Ain't this one of Miss Perry's
kniyes?" holding up the article in
his hand, and looking as he properly
should, very much gratifed by such
an evidence of his discernment.
She made no reply in words, but
she gave him look that was calcu-
lated to annihilate him.
The tea, was dished out, and the
party we're buttering 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"
sThomas!!7 she calculated, under
her breath.
@why, it It's, ma" persisted Thorn
as. "Now just see here, thisplate"-
Thomas calculated his mother,
with crimsoned face; while his father
assumed a frown nearlyan inch thick;
eifyou don't let YOU victuals stop
your mouth III send YOU away from
the table"
This Quoted Thomas at once. He
was not very particular boy, and
he concluded that the difference in
the plates was not Of such moment
as to admit of tedious argument at
this time.
Several minutes passed without
any further interruption. Theyoung
man industriously attended to his
food, but at the same time kept a close
eye on what was going on around
him. He was lifting up his cup for
lisp, when his glance unfortunately
fell up the saucer. 1t was but a
glance, but with the kecnness Of a
young eye he saw that the two were
not originally designed for each 9th
or.
"Why, ma" he eagerly whispered,
"this cup don't belong to-
Then he suddenly stopped. The
expression of his mothers face actu-
ally rendered him speeches., and for
moment he applied himself to his
.,meal in depressed silence; but he was
young and of IN elastic temper, and
hesoop recovered hisbeamingexpress-
ion. A little later he observed 4
lady opposite putting a spoon of pre-
served grapes in her mouth. Then
he twitched his mothers dress, and
said again:
'Mal"
The unhappy woman shivered at
the sound; but his remark this time
appeared to be on an entirely differ
ent subject, as he asked:
Amt Miss Walker a funny wo-
man?n
Funny" said his mother, with a
sigh of relief. And then turning to
the company with explanation, ''NIrs.
Walker is an old lady who lives
across the way" she smiled on her
hopeful son and asked: "What makes
YOU think she is funny"
@Why, You know-you know" be-
gan Thomas in that rapid, moist way
which on only son assumes when he
is imparting information before CON-
pany, in response to a cordial invita-
ton, "when went over there this
afternoon 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,
"leave this table at once"
And Thomas left at once. His
father subsequently, followed him,
and the two met in 4 back room, and
had both been flying express trains