Weekly Chillicothe crisis. (Chillicothe, Livingston Co., Mo.) 1878-19??, 1879-05-15
CNE OF THE SEVEN AGES.


MY swaclous! | listened moment,
e to hear if anything more would be said,
but the above expletive was the beginning
'. and the end. Ny son, not quite six years
- old, called by some the "buccanecr, and
n by others, "bOseen," but whose given
d name was Joseph, had been sent to the
adjoining apartment to mediate on his
sins. In the act of putting Il patch on a
pair Of little breeches, which had been
r rent from leg to waistband in climbing IL
spiked, and on that account not forbidden,
, fence, was naturally Two much occupied
, to rise and discover the cause of the prs
Oner's excitement. There had been no
noise, consequently there could be no mis-
chief Oh, fallacy of fallacies! What
could be more ridiculous than such a con-
clusion from such premise?
The "buCcaneer" had FIVE pairs of
trousers, all in the same or like condi.
ton, and these were his Sunday ones
They had been worn once to Sabbath
school, once to the park, and once on
visit to a spiked fence. They were Sun
day pants no longer. That morni, =, : j
bundled off all his ragged cloth 20 or
mcrded, and nothing remained u..wcen
the best ones and Joseph at hon. ia HE
night gown all day. The last wa, con
tlngency too dreadful for a moment S cor,
sideration-hence the patching.
Remember, my son, that tlese are
your Sunday trousers" had said with
all the impyrSSmem could command,
''and don { climb anywhere, ana don't sit
down in the dirt, Do you hear me?'
Yes, ma'am.'
"Iou can play for IN hour in the ot. ,r.
You will promise to be a good boy, and .
remember what have told you.
"Ges, ma am"
"And remember, if you get into ary
trouble or pick quarrel with any OF th.
children or strike one of them / anal. .
punish you severely"
Oh! the angel face that was lifted to
mine as | finished the last sentence.
Raphacl never painted chciuJ that
could approach it in innocence O. expires.
sion.
Josie never fight no more" said he,
miss Price"-Mss Price was the Angel
Sabbath School tcacher-"say that ils
orful wicked to fight, and great big bear,
so high h'-pOlnting to the ceiling with Il.
.
great big high mountains, and eat boy
what fight, all up"
The Bible stories were badly mixed, Uui
there seemed a certain safety in the % 6.
take, and ! let it 90, for this .u,e
least
"Oh my gwacous!", came again .rn
the sitting room, this time lit hg,.
and with touch Of sorrow in l m
What are you doing, ,JOseph?' 4..,.
with some severity.
Paying horse, mamma.
what are you playing horse v..
mo reply. repeated the gu '.
with fings, mamma; don't II. ,u1'
came at last in the whecdIing gun.
had grown accustomed to when n "a. n..
mischief on foot
do you hear me? What su. u.
things are you playing horse wi
"OnIy spenders, mamma.
A horrible thought flashed ~,. u.f.
mind, and at the same time II ST ,..- oaJrl ,
of kerosene invaded my nostrls. ri,aho. ,
and scissors, brGechcs and spool fo,Iyd Z
ont Of my lap as | few across Ir room.
What | saw was this: How had all .
been managed without the sligh.us. noise Il
Is only another cOnundrum which | us Il :,
mother give up without the slightest at u
tempt at a solution. Joseph had screwed u
his fathers desk-Chair to the top notch, U
and there he sat with Il piece of twine IN K
each hand These strings were attached D
to his fathers wedding suspcndcrs, which p
my own hands had embroidered. How "
little | dreamed, when setting these varic. II
gated stitches, that such a fate would 1t
tsl LEn 4 tl,,f -
twas wicked, am sorry, butt coudn't n
lelp wondering why girls ever get mar u
But to resume. The suspenders were
killfully and dcstructively fastened to j.,
he studcnt-lamp, which the "buccaneer" u
lad set on the floor minus the shade. u
'Phyminus the shade is gwen up with the
est OF the juvenile conundrums. An ex- ca
ra pull had upset the lamp, flooded the ~,
arpct, completely saturated one suspend ae -.
T and spotted and besmcared the other. tl'
'wo minutes after, Joseph was sobbing in 10
us CRIB, and | had gone back to my III
,atch. .
My feart misgayc me when had again "
aiken up my needle. Had not been un- vi
ecessarily harsh with the dear little fel- w
ow? Strange how pathetic the little ~ ~
'reeches had all at once become! | I'll
hought of the half-wOrn shoes and stock
ngs and tiny pants like these tucked away LLu
II drawers where none but grieving moth W
rs ever 90, and-well, the patch was fin pr
shed, and would take look at the dar- va
ing whose sObblng had almost ceased. 10
hould ever forgive myself if-if-if :,
ihatP Oh! thought too dreadful to be en- Ut
ured Il moment, and yet children die, yes m
hildren die, and mothers who love, even W;
S love, live on without them. WI
Joseph hands were very grimy, and his
ace was not much better. What with the Su
onowed dirt on his hands, and the tears re
hat had diluted without purifying it, the !.
fleet was somewhat ludicrOus. There ul
'asn't a spot from chin to forehead clean an
nOugh to kiss, so | pressed my cheek to r1 i
he darling sunny curls, and left him to SIX
ave his nap out. an an
"'rhere's one of them rowdy boys at the cn
oor, who wants to see you minnit," an
nd the cook, few minutes atterward, as II
was beating eggs in the kitchen. WI WI
"Say, Miss Smith" said the boy, as | nlt n
epped to the door, your Joe is down ruI
Glow here fighting like everything, and NJ
g ain t got no clothes on either, he amt. ~. NJ
My cherub down the street fighting? WI
y sleeping angel outdoors in his night WI
own? 1t did seem, under these circum- OF
ances, a little hard to believe, but hav- Il
e lived with my son five years and three H,L WI
larters, ought to have been, and gem Pn, Piu
ally was, prepared for anything. fol. "
wed the messenger the length of the
ock, and there in the middle of the street, Up
e center of an admiring and enthusiasts
c group of hundred or less boys, of all An'
AIDES and nationallties, sat the cherub IN
S robe de NUT, on the breast of young
lgiist almost twice his size. One grimy
t cung to the enemy's top-not, and the
her was poised Just in front of his nose,
ady to descend at the slightest provoca- ''V,
IN.
"Ain't you ashamed to be licked by ran
ch little fellow as that?" cried the the
ectators; and then | made my way Won
rough the crowd and took the astonishcd ~" .;,'
by the hand. 1t is possible sH
at Joseph might have walked a little sal'
ster than was good for him considered you
strictly hygienic principles. TO
You bad, naughty, wicked boy" be- day
n, as soon as had pulled him into the dea
use. what do you mean by such beha- ar, are
81 coined down minnit to the hall woi
Ill l.