The Hickman courier. [volume] (Hickman, Ky.) 1859-current, 1876-12-22

ilaI seemeu TOO muc1I RE baby y-couduct.
20 he perked Up his head with an heroic
1pk IN his funny little face, and rolled
as eyes from one to another of his con-
ssiiers, as if he would say, " Well, if 1
sssat got any pocket, I'm going to bear
- trouble like man."
Well, Bushy," Barney Williamson
! a4f'lsed, "you eat all the candy and jelly
- nuts and cakes and oranges YOU can
iA1.n
What makes um call you Bushy,
saalIow ?" asked Henry Clay Martin
@ amt bushy bit you're slick as
my black-and-tan, and Henry Clay
lookd the unfortunate over from the
GROIN Of his glossy black mead to the
so4 # his polished CATERS.
lily names Bushrod, and they call
ale ushy for short" was the explana-
| tie4, TrherovsPon a dozen or more chill
dren proceeded to tell what their right
names were and what they were called
for short.
Meantime Bushy, in accordance with
Barney Williamson's advice. was en-
gagged in storing away cakes and candies,
regardless of headaches and doctors. At
the end of fifteen minutes he had prob
ably discovered the limit of his capa-
city for at this time he went over to his
papa with both hands full of boh-bons,
and emptied them in that gentleman's
big coat-pocket; and when papa looked
behind him for an explanation of the
pullings, and so on, Bushy said, pathet-
icalIy:
" / amt got no pocket, papa"
You have no pocket, you mean, ,"
corrected papa, gently.
" Yes, sir, haven't no pocket.
In few moments he was back again,
and papa felt another tugging at his coat
behind, and heard something rattling
down into his pocket again came the
explanation from Bushy; "I aint got
no pocket, papa"
1t was not long after this before the
folds of mammals silk dress were dis
turbed, and down on top of her lace
handkerchief streamed the candy and
nuts from Bushy's overfowing hands,
attended by the inevitable explanation
-" | aint got no pocket mamma. Kate
says we must all take home something"
Again and again was the silk dress
pocket visited, for it was roomy, and
mamma, busy in conversation, was un-
conscious of the visitations.
Then Bushy's sister, Minnie, thirteen |
years old, was petitioned to lend the aid |
of her pocket to the pocketless boy. Be |
sides this, Bobby SmedIey, whose home
was just across the street from Bushy's, |
volunteered the loan of one quarter of
one of his pockets for the transportation |
of Bushy's nick-knacks. Miriam Endl-
cott, who lived next door to the unfor-
aIIasts boy, hearing of Bobby SmedIey's |
- forthwith devoted = kaaaf |
Po5Sess- 70 -BiGiay1s- ~
Sit was when the childreh had
zone upstairs to the parlors where the
stood, that Bushy's con-
Germ attained its height.
q" S'pose," he said TO Barney William /
,on, remembering Barney's role as advi- /
ser, s'pose | was to get great lot of |
ball and he pointed to
-he spangled, radiant tree, with its won
lerful blossoms and fruit-"an that /
top, and that drum, and that trumpet |
with a whistle, and, oh them two wrest !
ling heather Chinese, and that whistle, /
and that cannon, and that velocipede, /
and that locomotive, and that there
wheel barrow, and great lot more, how /
could l get them all home ?-'cause
amt got no pocket, you know"
" Well, I'll tell you," said the ready
Barney. I'll pack all the other things
in your wheel barrow, you know, and
roll 'em home for you
q Bushy did get the wheel barrow, sure
enough, and soon had it loaded up.
You may well believe there was laugh
ing at Bushy's house when all the pock-
cts were emptied, and all the boxes and
baskets Such heaps of candy such
piles of cakes! such quantities of almonds
and raisins, notices, lady-apples, oranges,
and other good things, as were DIS
played In Bushy's eagerness he had
smuggled chickens wing and
Duttered biscuit into his mothers keep
ing. There was enough, as he said, &c
,tatically, for another party.
If he had gone to Katie's entertain
,,Ool-afc oil Ovar HE chm hbU I
little form, he could not have Jared so
we'll.
=" Mamra," said Bushy, gravely, as
he cracked an almond between his white
teeth, his black eyes, meanwhile, sweep
ing the table which held his collection
Of sweets, " don't never put any pocket
I'm nv r,artv- brooches -