The Eaton Democrat. (Eaton, Ohio) 1875-1903, 1878-08-22
The Larripurs Begin to Scatter Their
Wealth.
breakfast Table,


Wealth.
breakfast Table,
Well, declare to goodness, Mandy,
if I don't b'lieve that cross-eyed dad of
your'n hes jist about jumped clear outen
his wits an gone dead square crazy over
his good FORUM, for sure" said Mrs.
Larrfpur as she took her first view of
the new home he had purchased with
such surprising celebrity. " Here it is
only Chewsday, an last Friday mornin'
ther' wasn't pound O. -four in the
house, an jist about bacon enough for
an aggerwation, an now he p'ints out
this great barn of place, sayin' it's
all his an paid for, an vowin' to yum
he'll have the cellarfull O. grub afore
the murskeeturs begins to hum. / s'pose
it's all right, mebbe, but do you know,
chile, l can't git it fixed jist right in
my head that it won't turn OUT to be
some kind of a put-upjob to set nsag in
warmed-over dumplin's. The ideSpf us
-ownin' house an wearin' new clothes
withouten speck O. dirt on 'em, is too
much for my poor ole head, an feel all
the time jist as though was standin,.
on the canal bridge a watchin' the
water. tell you, Mandy, it staggers
me, an seems too much to swaller all in
one gulp. Of course, Is'pose your uncle
Raphe is rally dead an planted, an it
was allus kind O. hinted that he he'd
loads O. tin, an eff he he'd, why, of course
it was kerect that he should chuck it
right over to us when he passed in his
chips, an if the ole man hain't he'd a
good-sized grab at it already I'd like to
know how it comes we he'd two kinds O.
meat for breakfas' this mornin', to saw
nothin' of gettin' back to the taste O.
butter once more; yes, # must be SO, 1
s'pose. Poor Raphe has petered out an
we've yanked in the pile he starved an
slaved SO hard to git together" And
the woman paused to catch her breath
and weep little for the deceased. "1ts
mighty queer, though-mighty; an it's
goin' to be a long spell fore git used to
it. 1t goes so sorter odd not to have a
stumick allus ready to tear up raw dog,
for / don't 'lieve could eat mouth
full at this minute-even though it was
bread with molasses on it; an then
never kin git to feel at home jist in this
big tavern of concern your father
has hoped onto. It'll be So lonesome,
an it II take months an months, know,
afore 1 kim go round through the halls
without bein' on the watch to keep
from fallin' over coal piles an skinnin'
my ankles on buckets an boxes, STEP
pin on young 'un or tumblin' head
long over a dog, an l 'xpect I'll never
git SOS ! kin heave out soap-suds from
the top winders 'thout waitin' to hear
ole Miss Drubsley rip out an raise blue
trouble"
"Oh, you git out, mother! Swaller
your noise an set down on yourself! !!
You're allus a grumblin'. Cheese the
racket, an breathe easy while you kin.
1 like the roost, an I don't see where
you kin find any fault with it,
But. Mandy, there's ten rooms-or
was it 'leven? An what do we want
with all this lot O. waste room7 He
says he won't rent out solitary speck
Of it-not even to Granny Bfaskfns,
who's sich sociable body. an SO handy
to have around whenever there's a
cracked head or a frost-bit foot in the
house."
"Why, of course not! You're the
loony one, reether reckon. We don't
want no common trash round us. We've
got the brass now, an we're goin' to
shine. Before you see solid cabbage in
market we'll be so toney you won't know
yourself when you look in the glass.
Dad has domineered me to tow you
round an yank you into trim that'll
dazzle 'em, an Pll do it quicker'n you
kin git the salt out of a mackerel-you
bet Twill"
Laws a massy, chile, what are you
talkin' about7 You'll help me to cut a
fam, will you? You, that come purity
near clinchin' on to a dress only wuth
sixty cents yard, when your father
give pertickler orders thathe wanted you
to cut two-dollar swell! What you'll
teach me about dressin' won't cure
measles, but what we've got to do now
is to begin to git the shebang fixed up
an see how it goes to live respectable,
as your pap says. Yander comes the
cart with the new traps now."
az wonder how it'll seem to climb in
to bunk without sign of bug about
it," said the artless Mandy, as the men
we're carrying in a new mattress.
"ItH be lonesome enough, Pll bel
you," said the youthful Bob. "But
I've traded my new galluses for a dog
that's got jist oceans O. fieas, an that'll
make it seem some like home. It's sich
fun to see him scratch-jist watch.''
"Clear out an take that-you pig
eyed whelp O. sinp said the mother
tumbling him over with box on the
ear. " Where's that good-for-nothin' q
pap O. yourn?"
He's down to the big store at tht
corner" said Bob, with sagging lip.
"What's he doin' there ?''
He's loadin' the head 'un will
CANNON bout bein' solid ole bufel
watts skipped away from the South an
come up here to dodge the yaller fever
He's a comm it strong, pap is, talkin' i
off like readin' outen book, an maxim
the blister nearly break hisself in two
bowin' an scrapin' around to him. l
jist a. most finished me to see his nib
pick up spade an asst the guy wat
was fur anyway, as innocent as thougl
he'd never toted a hod or shovele
gravel in all his born days."
"Well, you run down an tell him t
come right straight here this minute
He'd plagued sight better be helpir
to git in the traps"
WHILE bicycling has fallen into di
repute in this country it still retains i
popularity in England. A deputatiol
representing the bicycling clubs and th
trade throughout the kingdom, called 0