Western sentinel. [volume] (Winston [i.e. Winston-Salem], N.C.) 1856-1886, 1877-02-15

he saw, MIS-. Man coaxing the ends
and bows of her neck-tie.
"Wheie's my shirt studs ?" he
cried. ~,
Mrs. Man went into another
room, and. presently retuned vi h
her gloves and hat, aud saw Mr..
Man Simplifying all the boxes he
could find in and about the bu-
rean. Then she said: a3,5
10 the shirt you took off,
Mrs. Man put on her gloves,
while Mr.. Man cbu8ted up and
down the room for his cuff.
buttons. @as.'
Eleanor" he snarled, at last
81 believe you know where those
buttons are.
Il haven't seen them," said the
lady, setting her hat; "didn't you
lay them down on the window sill
in the sitting room last night ?"
Mr.. Man remembered, and he
went down stairs on run. He
stepped on one of his boots, and
was Immediately landed in the
hall at the bottom of the stairs
with neatness and dispatch, at
tended in the transmission with
mo:e bumps than he could count
with a Webb's adder. and landed
with a bang like the He'll Gate ex
plosion.
Are Won ready, Algernon?''
asked the wife Of his family, lean
ing over the banisters.
The unhappy man groaned.
Cant you throw ME down the
other boot ?" he asked.
Mrs. Man pityingly kicked it to
him.
"My vaiise ?" he inquired, as he
tugged away at :he boot.
up in your dressing room,
she answered.
! Packed ?"
II do not know-unless yor
packed it yourself-rrobably not,
she replied, with her band Oh the
door knob; 81 had barely time te
pack my own"
She was passing ont of the gate
when the door opened aud b,
shouted:
"Where in the name of good
ness did you put nv vest ? 1t ha
all my money in it p
"You threw it on the hat rack,
she called back. Good bye
dear"
ELEANOR Eleanor Eleano
Mn Did yon wear off nv coat9'
She paused and turned after sig
, mailing the street car to stop, AM
; cried
"Yon threw it on the silve
closet"
] And the street car ingulfcd he
: graceful figure, aud she was see
: no more. But the neighbors sa,
, that they heard Mr.. Man chargin,
: mp and down the house, rushir
! out at the front door every no.
T. and then, and shrieking up Tia
$ The deserted street after TIE un
Q conscious Mrs. Man to know wher
3 his hat was, and where she put th
9 valise key. and if he had any clea
s socks and under-shirts. and tha
D there wasn't linen collar in th
: Honse. And when he went ava,
$ at last he left the kitchen do"I
side door. and front door, all III
e down stairs windows, and th
front gate wide open. And til
!! Ionngers around the depot thu
=, day We're somewhat amused, ju
: as the train was pulling ont {
V sight down in the yards, TO see
flushed, perspiring man, with b
=" hat on sideways his vest huttone
two buttons too high. his cuffs III
It hnttoued, and necktie flying, an
A bis grip-sack fapping open an
-" shu. like demented shutter on
W March night, and door key
>, his hand. dash wildly across I'll
# platform and halt in the middle
d the track, elaring in detected, il
potent, wrathful modification
a the departing train, and shakir
IL his trembling fist at a pretty W,
4 man. who was throwing kisses
him from the rear platform OF I'll
a last car.
- A FISH THAT LIVES IN THE MU
II Here's story of a fish who C,
live without water This accom-
plished scaley gentleman is a natl
r. of Africa,-wkere most of the wo
r. dcrs come from, nowadays,-al
Or has the misfortune to belong to
S, river which dries up every snmme
Rather discouraging circumstan
rt TO a fish, should say; but this Ii
tie fellow doeen't mind it.. VIII,
rs the water gets low, he very cool
y burrows neatly two feet into &
n, mud on the bottom, and there
at stays. while the hot sun dries |
L the water, and bakes tho mud t
ss pIit is full of deep cracks. When t
y water comes hack, fills the cracl
80 and scaks into the ground, the n.r
lS fish comes ont as lively as ever.