The Lake Charles echo. [volume] (Lake Charles, Parish of Calcasieu, La.) 1876-1898, 1877-01-11

looked the unfortunate over from CHe
crown of his glossy black mead to the
soles Of his polished CATERS.
"My names Bushrod, and they call
ne Bushy for Short" was the exPlan"-
ton whereupon dozen or more chill
dren proceeded to tell what their right
names we're 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 bOn-bons,
and emptied them in that gentleman's
big coat-pocket; and when papa looked
behind him for an explanation Of the
puIlings, and so on, Bushy said, Pathet-
iCally:
6 i amt got no pocket, papa" =,
You have no pocket, you mean,
corrected papa, gently.
q Yes, sir, I haven't no pocket.
In few moments he was back again,
and papa felt another tugging at his coat
behind, and heard something rafting
down into his pocket; again came the
explanation from Bushy: " amt got
no pocket, papa"
It 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 overlooking hands,
attended by the inevitable explanation
/" amt got no pocket mamma. Kate
says we must all take home something"
Again and again was the silkdress
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 pocketIess boy. Be
sides this, Bobby Smedley, whose home
was lust 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-
colt. who lived next door to the untOr-
tunate bow, hearing of Bobby Smedley's
generosity forthwith devoted half OF
her roomy pocket to Bushy's relief.
But it was when the children had
gone upstairs to the parlors where the
Christmas-tree stood, that Bushy's con,
Germ attained its height.
"S'pose," he said to Barney William
son, remembering Barney's role as advi'
ser, 8 pose l was to get a great lot OF
things-that ball"-and he pointed tc
the spangled, radiant tree, with its won
deriul blossoms and fruit-"and that
top, and that drum, and that trumpet
with 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 a great lot more, how
could | get them all home ?-'cause
amt got no pocket, you know"
Well, I'll tell you" said the ready
Barney. "Tll pack all the other thing
in your wheel. barrow, you know, anc
roll 'em home fer YOU"
Bushy did get the wheel-barrow, SUR
enough, and soon had it loaded up.
You may we'll believe there was laugh
ing at Bushys house when all the peck
cts were emptied, and all the boxes ant
baskets Such heaps of candy sucl
piles of cakes such quantities of almond
} and raisins, notices, lady-apples, oranges
and other good things, as were dis
played In Bushy's eagerness he ha
3 actually struggled a chickens wing ant
buttered biscuit into his mothers keep
a ing. There was enough, as he said, &c
. statically, for another party.
If he had gone to Katie's entertain
6 ment with pockets all over his chubb
little form, he could not have Jared 3
a we'll.
s Mamra," said Bushy, gravely, a
he cracked an almond between his whit
teeth, his black eyes, meanwhile, sweep
' ing the table which held his collection
t of sweets, "don't never put any poke
in my party breeches."
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