Public ledger. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1865-1893, 1878-05-20

hhWAeye Man
The Hawkeye man says
1t was very late Saturday night
when Mr.. Bosbyschell came home.
1t was very nearly Sunday morn
ing. He did not come in the usual
way. He did not open the gate.
He climbed over it, although there
was no apparent reason why he
should get into the yard in that
way. And he climbed on the gate
with an afectaton of great stealth
and with a reality of great diff.
Guilty.
He slammed himself up against
the gate with great violence and a
terrific crash, and closed one eve
and looked around him at the mid
night solitude and said "-sh p
several times.
Then he clambered to the top of
the gate and kicked against it with
his feet as he scrambled up and
made such a racket that every dog
on South Hill woke up and began
calling all the other dogs names,
while Mr.. Bosbyschell, balancing
himself on the top of the gate, rat
tied it so furiously, in his unsteady
violence, the dogs could scarcely
hear each other, and Mr.. B. repeat
edly put one hand to his mouth,
and said "-shw in the same warn
ing tones, and winked, in a very
laborious and uncertain manner,
in the several and general direc-
tions of the noisy and invisible
dogs, to indicate that he was doing
something powerful sly, and wanted
to keep most awful shady about it.
Then he began to climb over and
let himself down on the inside of
the gate.
Now the gate was not fastened,
and when Mr.. Bobyschell trans
ferred his weight to the inside, it
flew wide open, banged itself up
against the fence, aud Mr.. Beby-
schell, as he let himself down on
the sidewalk, on the outside of the
fence, distorted his face into such
an expression of malignant and
fiendish cunning as would have
silenced every dog on the hill, could
they have seen it. Then with
stealthy steps he tiptoed across the
street in zigzag manner, holding
finger on his lips to impress the
sleeping world and the voiceless
night around him with silence,
while he pursued his cautious way,
as he supposed, to his own front
door.
His amazement, when he found
another row OF shade trees, another
fence and another closed gate con-
fronting him, was simply colossal.
He stared until his eyes ached,
then declaring that it was "pef'ly
increpehomisyil," by which he was
understood to convey the idea that
it was perfectly incomprehensi-
ble," he retraced his steps, and
after staring very hard at his open
gate, plunged through it, bulged
up the front steps, fell against the
door, and while he struggled to
gain an erect posture, said ''sh-p
at warning intervals.
Some one, a figure arrayed in
white, with frills around its head
and blood in its eye, let him in, and
he lunged with easy grace into the
first chair that went past him, after
he had made several vain attempts
to seat himself on the piano. The
reproachful figure of Mrs. Bosby-
schell regarded him with calm sew
Gritty, and her icy silence made him
feel uncomfortable.
"Moggareck," he said thickly,
but with grave earnestness, "Mog-
gareck" (Mrs. Bosbyscbell's front
name is Margaret), "Pve-hic-
gotta-gotta quickened coshisisce."
GA what ?' asked Mrs. Bosby-
schell, in calm disdaiu,
"Aquicked coshience," repeated
Mr.. Bosbyschell, ga quicked GOSH
ience. A--hic-Pyo got something
ommy min, Moggart. Pve gotta
hic-conflessiol- cohesion got
taacofesson t'make."
"You can make it in the morn
ing" she said, imperiously. clam
going to bed. You may sleep where
you please, or rather, where you
can"
Naw," protested Mr.. Bosby-
schell, with much vehemence,
"can't--cantwait; bic; cantgot'sleep
18th th'sload ommy-ommy mind.
Got coffession t'make, an mus
mus make it. Done suthin' Mog-
CART, hic - been-been a--beena
load ommy mind long time. Been
--hic-carryin' guilty secret round
lth me too long. Quicked GOSH
ipupa wan't cyiu,n,o won,toin, n, ~