The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1876-11-17
Hou a Book agent Was Beaten With
His Own Weapons.

He came in briskly and sat down
with jerk. one end Of his paper col
lar rea-ed over his left ear; qualmy
smell Of last weeks clothes hung about
him. He turned his glass eyes upon
u, and, lOOsening his india rubber
tongue, he began:
The Universal History Of the Uni
verse-in 2,OOO installments-fift cents
an installment-3OO engraving"
Stop, my friend. Restrain the in
tellectGal hOw-dam up that torrent Of
elOquence. Listen % me-dO you know
what has come to me since 1 sew you
lsst? II was in OctO-"
"But, sir" Interrupted the book
agent, s'yOu never saw me befOrel"
Never saw you, impossible, Could
any one who had once gaZed on those
noble lineaments ever forget them?
Could that coy wart on the nose ever be
forgOtten-Or that eloquent mole on
your iron jaw? Never, never IL Was
I in October that met YOU last. Blessed
OctOber-that month Of TipeneSs and
sober passion Do YOU know of al the
months in the year October is"
4
book agent, rolling his brass eyelids IN
desperation; ''yOu are"
"Pardon sas, sir, can not allow any
man to hold the reins of conversation
over mel viii not be interruPted-to
resume: my great grandmother was
the pertest women of her age that you
ever saw. She was l32 wears old, and
yet Was IS clipper as the bes, Of Us.
Ny brother, who was an inventive man,
put her on q pair Of wheels, and IL
would have done you good 10 have seen
her 5000, around. l suppose ours was
the only family who could boast Of a
grandmother on wheels, and yet"
"But, sir, l am in 3 great hurry,
and
"You must positively not interrupt
me, nv friend. As was saying before,
when 3 man has family growing up
around him, II Is hard 10 say which one
be loves best. And vet that boy Of
niue, with thai strawberry marx on MS
left ear. There's q queer story connect
ed with that strawberry mark that
would please you-have you = ehild?'
- an the father Of thirteen miser-
able children" he replied.
"Ah, then, you can sympathize with
} my story. You have been a mother
vourselfi An. who can sound the depth
Of mothers love, IL Is a. deep a. an
Artesian well, as high sc liberty pole.
II scars ike = Chinese kite, il grOvels
, ike s ground hog. Il Is sweet 10 be d
] mother. Il gives Us = new life, and
. Ills u with a broad, deep, sweet"
. Really, sir. Haven't time" broke
: out the perplexed and desperate agent.
+ Snow, there you 20 again You
throw me out every time. But % ge'
back 20 our conversation. / do think
be Was the sweetest dog ever saw. Al
though he was quite young when
he was born, he seemed to take % learn
ing naturally. When l would se1G him
, % drive the pigs out Of the yard, he
2 would take the pigs patrOnizingly by the
/ ear"
"Ha, ha,' laughed the book agent
dolefully, "quite a bright dog quite
; Oiighi-but would you Ike this univ
Interrupting me again therei But
Il don't matter. To resume: a. / said
before, the boat was very SINAI and
? quite cranky. Il rocked wild, and the
J. girl became excited, and il was hard q
control her. You have doubtless beer
on the water. and understand"
just here the book agent rose. hi.
: steel joints swapping viciously. He cas-
I one Wild, scared iOOs around him anc
D made for the door. Having reached
7 the door, be turned and looked bach
: hungrily. lie frightened up as il b.
D were going 20 open the conversation
= sgain. bat be gulped his sorrow dow
p and fed
e Come back and see Us again" ",
Z called blandly over the stairs. - IOJ
j. are such a good listener it's pleasure
E % talk 20 YOU Yes, come againi Cont
: during the next Centennial !''-AflaHt,
Y C0lsftfufiJH.