Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1879-11-18
A KISS FOR \ BLOW.

Thomas. said Miss Browne TO the
mau-servant, ''what IS the name Of the
family living in the third house below US
on this side of the street.-The house with
the ash tree before it; Oliver says the
name Is Thurston, but children can't be
relied on In the matter OF names.
THAT De the name, miss, said Thorn
as. "Lcastwisc. its Thurston on the
door
"Thurs,on, \ pretty set they must
be. too, That Thurston boy pummels
Oliver within an inch Of has life when
ever he goes into the street. can't
keep Oliver in the house, and l can't bear
this thing any longer Why, the poor
child came home Yesterday with his nose
bleeding and mud on his new suit, and !
have made up my mind 20 send a note to
Young Thurston father.
shall | take i, round, miss:
Directly. And Miss Nora proceeded
20 indite this trigid note
NE TuvR>roN Dear Sir You will
doubtless bc surprised at note from "a
stranger; but feel obliged to call your
attention Co the behavior of your son
toward our littlc Oliver. who can scarcely
- into the street without receiving a blow
from him. lhavc endured this sort ofthuS
uI endurance is uo longer virtue. and
must request your early interference.
Respectfully. n Browne.
To ,hi, she received the following rc-
ply:
Mr Thur>t1u regrets that Mrs. Browne
has been put 90 amy Inconvenience by the
conduct ot ms grandson, and pcS> 90 as
II Master oliver dld not provoke The quar-
r,l. and bear his part iu 10.
"Our Oliver provoke quarrel. cricd
Miss Nora. "What an inso.cn, old
man" and ,,raigh;way returned
SIM cannot believe t3ran instant that
our oliver was 90 blame iu the affair.
have inquired into the matter and it Nccia,
the blow was entirely uuproyoSra. ] am
only a>tou.>hcd that You should uphold
your grandson i'm such grave fault
II BROWNE.
The following answer Was duly re-
turned;
Mr Thur-tou thinks that 10 You can Sc
cure q faithful report ot the affair from
Master oliver. YOU vii. tud that 10 is six oi
one and half q dozen of the other, 80 O.
speak Mr. TAur>tou also bess that You
Will rcorgauile Your own child> conduct
before offering suggestions 90 your neigh
bor>
iii can secure d faithful report from
Oliver, When viii impudcncc cease.
And woman-like, she mean; TO have the
last word
MIR. THURsroN Sir IL can rely inn
phcitly ON our divers word. And n fail
10 reorgauize the manners Of our boy, IL
must be because your own furnishes him
with such evil examples.
H. BROWNE.
What an ass that Mrs Brown Is :;
said Grandpa Thurston to the person
who had been doing up this tender cor
respondence for him. Give IT 20 the
simple;on hot and hcaSy this time. Luce.
You were not savage enough in Your last.
Il propose we drop the subject here.
She's a born scold and will have the last
word, say what YOU will;' andas Grandpa
Thurston was paralyzed and could only
wu,c by proxy, the correspondence came
% a sJand-still.
They found my last unanswerable,
thought Nora. "What common people
they must be to bring up child so bad
", Shoddy, no doubt. I am glad |
don't know them-that people are not
obliged TO know their neighbors in the
city. They must be insuferable.
Miss Nora Browne had been left in
charge of her sisters household while
that lady and her husband travelled
abroad, unhampered by Master Oliver
presence Her home was some miles
away inland, and her acquaintance in
the city were few and far between, while
even these few were generally out Of
town at this season of the year How
ever, she was surprised one morning by
call from a friend, who having become
tired of the mountains, had returned TO
Jhe city for a few days.
"How lonesome you must be. Nora,
said Miss Elphinstone You must drop
in upon US often; the horse cars run
within q block OF our door. And we'll
have such larks BY the way, we are
going down the harbor tomorrow in
Cousin Luciuss yacht-he's just home
from Europe, you know-and you must
JOIN Us.
I'm sure don't know, said Nora,
"never heard of Cousin Lucius exist
ence before"
Never heard Of Cousin Lucius: Well,
live and learn. But You'll come:
wild horses couldn't keep me at
home, thank YOU.
The day Thomas and old Russet took
Nora down TO the wharf, where the sun
beam was ready to put out What
day it was. Not a cloud in the wide
heavens, and Cousin LuciuS on deck,
brown bearded and white handed, with
great liquid eyes, and smile that set the
pulses beating when it beamed upon one,
and that one happened TO be girl Of