The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1881-12-31
TED's ACCOUNT OF NEw-YEAR's.

L
It's quite a heavy one, you see, for a chal
of ten; but can't make out sucha mas
of scrawl. Here, mamma, suppose yol
read it. -
Z" Before Mrs. Gloss could reach on
her hand, Uncle Joe, Mr.. Glosss bache
lor brother, interfered with: 90 Let me
have the boys letter; l always did like
that young scamp of yours
After smiling at the down-hill tenden-
cy of the superscription, Uncle Joe soor
became absorbed over the pages that be-
gan in text-hand, continued in spider
tracks, and at last rose to the dignity OF
hieroglyphics.
The Gloss family, tired out after the
holiday season, were having domestic
evening in the diningroom. The library,
artistically hung in old Spanish leather,
lacked the embellishments that grow out
of daily use, and oppressed one like a
great bronze extinguisher; the long
drawing-room, the conventional New
York parlor, was too like mammoth
and splendid hearse to admit of even its
proprietors feeling at home in it. So
about the dining table were gathered
Papa and Mamma Gloss, the Misses Lou
and Rosie Gloss, Mr.. Sorghum, a gentle
man of many smiles and compliments, of
many suits of fine clothing, of a dog-cart
and gorgeous living generally and Uncle
Joe. unmarried, crusty and rich. There
was also a young fellow called Fred Ire
maine, but he was only chap in papa
office at small salary. Though he had
six good feet of uncommonly good looks,
still he was very modest. "And no won
DER as Lou whispered to Rosie. g He
ought to be, Twelve hundred a year,
indeedr'
Sorghum remarked in his sweetest
tones, GLOW seldom poor dog of a
bachelor like me has the chance of en-
joying happy family gatherings
A sigh, carefully given out for only
Rosie to hear, was a graceful hint of his
dissatisfaction with bachelor existence.
Mamma Gloss clasped her plump
hands in little ecstacy, and answered.:
mo one can have any idea of the peace
and content of family life.' A smile
both maternal and encouraging showed
that Mr.. Sorghum was an approved can
didate for the position of son-in-law.
Lou, who was clever, and had a lofty
bearing, marble-white skin, and won
derful rows of coal-black scallops on her
pretty forehead, made properly inno-
cent and girlish comment on the bach
elor remark; but Rosie, who was a con-
fiding blonde with big gray eyes, said
nothing, and kept on with her CROCHET
work; Sorghum used inwardly warm
emollient of Wall Street invective, and
wished himself the Afghan stripe that
could so hold her attention.
just then Charlie Hedge (the young
stock brokerage firm was Hedge & Sor-
ghum) droppedin, and nodding familiar
ly to his partner, joined the family circle
by taking place at Louis side. He ex-
claimed: ..;.
"How jolly! A regular boom in do
nestle evenings, eh, Miss Lou?"
Now Uncle Joe was sixty at least, tall,
grizzled, clean shaven, heavy proved,
with a cast-iron look that seemed ex,
pressly made to withstand humbug, and q
steel-cold, sharp eye that could pierce
the neatest coating of sham. Having al
last finished his reading, he sat awhile
shading his face with his hand; then
looked up suddenly, as if he had made
up his mind to something, cast search.
ing and discomforting glance around
the table, and asked:
Who would like to hear Teddy's
letter?''
IT, said Sorghum, with the liveliest
interest. Ted must be a capital boy
He's your brother" (This last in ar
aside to Rosie.)
Zine boy" confirmed Hedge "Saw
him here New Years. So cheeky
Cheek is business capital. Ted will sue.
coed. Let's have the letter.
Il think my Teddy is very bright u
remarked Mrs. Gloss, "and SO / ALWAYS
keep him away at school, where he has
the best advantages. @
Yes answered Uncle Joe, with an
inscrutable information, boarding school,
is such an advantage to a child of ten. -
80, yes, undoubtedly" sighed NAM
ma, with a pensiye look at the diamonds
on her nice fat fingers; land we moth
ers sacrifice everything to the good O.
our dear children T"
Uncle Joe coughed noisily, and ther
asked: ''Are you all sure YOU want t.
hear the letter, and that you'll sit still
until the endp''
Quite an amiable clamor of voices as
sented; so he began the epistle, which
automatically and GEOGRAPHICALLY, raj
in this wise:
DEAR FATHER IL MOTHER Professor Whac,
er gave us a subiec for our first compositio
when we come bac after the HOLIDAYS he sal
we must rite an account of new Years 81 pu
Into all we saw d herd vile we was home a
New Year time so rote mine d Yesterday h
give 1t back to me ithvery good marked ont
1t q he said for me not to leve it Lyon rou
luce So guess hethort 1t was pretty good g.
guess will send 1t to You so as you can see
make some proggres / brush my teath yer
careful evry mite u | am entrly out of peck
money your all son TEDDY.n
A murmur of amused admiration wer
around, and every one composed hin
self, with smile, for further listening
"An account Of New Years
Boys 81 girls hav fun at Christmas & o.,
presints In there stockings &c but new Yea
times is for grown Folks crsmas eve childre
has lots OF fun so think Grown folks ort
have fun New years eve. 1 don't want
be mean about nothin so didunt answer bas
nothin to my lister loo wen she called Me
horid trubbelsome boy for sittin down in b.
room after dinner New years cave she was
Skoldinga little woman wot was DIRE