Mexico weekly ledger., 1880-11-04
ssroorrsDyKE,s susrExDEKs.
From the Brooklyn Eagle.

Another Unfortunate Episode in the Fa- |
nous Brooklyn Family.
From the Brooklyn Eagle.
snow, my dear" said Mr.. Spoop-
endyke, % he stretched himself and
drew on his pantaloons, ''you've
cleaned these trowsers up first rate.
This is what / call economy. 1t saves
money. IfI'd taken 'em to the tai
lor's it would have cost a couple of
dollars at ieast, and you've saved just
that amonut, p and Mr., Spoopendyke
went to his ablutions and then pulled
on his shirt.
''I'll clean your coat too, if you
like" said Mrs. Spoopendyke.
''Leave it at home some day and
I'll take this spot out of the Sleeve"
and Mrs. Spoopendyke hustled around
and looked delighted with the idea of
pleasing her husband.
Where's my suspendefs?" asked
Mr. Spoopendyke, screwing himself
around and looking down his back.
"You didn't clean the suspenders
clear out of sight, did your"
''They were there when you put on
your pants," said Mrs. Spoopendyke
~ haven't touched them. What did
you do with them?''
"Oh, yes, certainly, l d,d some-
thing with them! What dye 'spose l
did with them? Think 1 set 'em up
in business somewhere, don't ye?
Got an idea l gave 'em a vacation to
20 fishing haven't ye? Well, l
didn't, and morn that didn't send
'em away to be educated for the
ministry. Where's nv suspenders?
Where'd you put 'e,n? 'Spose I'm
going around holding those pants up
all day7 Think got no business in-
terests besides holding on my breeches
with both hands1 What i'd you do
with the measly things?''
Il know didn't take them off the
pants," said Mrs. Spoopendyke, pull
ing open the bureau drawers and
hustling things round in vain en-
deavor to find the missing articles.
MAY be can fix your pants so
you won't need any suspenders to-
day, and I'll find them before night"
suggested Mrs. Spoopendyke.
THAT'S it. You've got it," raved
Mr.. Spoopendyke. 'How are you
gong to fix 'em? Going to tie them
on with shoestring, like you do your
hustle? Going to walk round behind
me all day and hold 'em on? P'raps
you can pull 'em up and button 'em
around my neck! How'd dye pro-
pose to fix. .'emi Going to put 'em on
me upside down SO if they fall they'll
fall up? If l had your head I'd go
out to serve as file. Fix 'em why
don't ye! Why don't ye fix ''em!
These trousers are getting sick at the
stomach, waiting to be. dxed !'' and
Mr.. Spoopendyke shot across the
room and dove under the wardrobe
in search of the lost suspenders.
"They must be somewhere
"Show EN- to me then!" demanded
Mr.. Spoopendyke, "take stick and
point 'em to me! OF course they're
here somewhere, only just put youl
thumb on 'em! What have ye done
|. with 'em! Can't ye recollect whether
: ye made 'em up into hat bands fo1
! the heather like you did my dressing
: : gown, or whether you planted then
: : to see if they would grow, like, yot
did my straw hat Think they walked
off like croton bug? S'pose thos,
: suspenders have taken their girl to ,
picnic! What kind of housekeepin,
! dye call this anyhow? Wher's IN.
: suspenders! 7" howled Mr.. Spoopen
dyke. poking around in the soilet
y clothes bag. "Where's those suspen
} ders?' and he pulled the books OF
;. the shelf and rummaged around be
J hind the case with the broom handl
for diving-rod.
"Just let me buckle them tight be
hind" SAID Mrs. Spoopendyke; 9Th
strap will hold them
p "That's the scheme" shriked MI
Spocpendyke; something's got t
hold them! III was as sharp as yo'
+. I'd get rich hiring out for an oyste
N knife. All you want is to have some
,r body sit cross-legged on you an
q come home two weeks after your
i expected to be tailorshop! Going t
" find those dog -gasted suspenders bt
- w tween now and the next war;"
81 know they were on his pant
:, when he put them on" nused Mr.
ID Spoependyke, entering upon a litt
- inductive reasoning. ''He didn
a take them of, and so they must b
=, there now" and the good woms
approached her husband with smii
m "Oh! now they're going to
- fixed,' said Mr.. Spoopcndyke, wi
horrible grin. "P'raps you're goil
IA to cut button-holes in your han,
and feet, and hang over my shou
Ia ders. amt ye? Want me to put e
over my head,. like a measly shi
=. with two tacks aud founce to
don't ye! Maybe you think tho
suspenders hurried down to breakfa
- se's TO get the first crack at the NOR
al, ing paper, don't your
But Mrs. Spoopendyke made
n response. Opening the back of h
: husbands fluttering shirt, she s:
to the missing suspenders He had sll
m ped them over his shoulders beft
assuming the muslin, and had forg'
,r- ten all about them. @w
ID "Smart as a. whip, amt We
p, growlefi Mr. Spoopendyke, as
M drew off his shirt and lot the susps
ders down. .sTf my head, was as cl,
as yours I'd hire out for chul
ar. bell. You only need four lenses a
a drop of rain water to he a mic
the scope. . And Spoopendyke hurr
on his cinthes and scuttled do
,ed stairs to get the merning paper bef'
ear his wife could get q clutch ut it.
my j
-. Heathens.
IL Rev. DIR. Thomas, of Chicago,
sre eminent M. f. minister, having b.