The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1881-09-01
TOMMY's "GOOD TINE.

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TOMMY'S sGOOD TIME.
/" Botheration.'' said Tommy Trent, as b
slammed the door very hard. AT
He was playing marbles with Jim Coe II
the front yard, and his mother had calle(
1 him in to amuse the baby q few minutes be
| fore schO0l-time. GO 70
81 wish Teller could do as he's .
mlneter, y he continued, giving fling t
| Mrs. Trent looked panied, but made nj
reply. The baby sat on the floor, with hi.
big blue eyes fixed upon Tommy.
| I Who yer starin, atw calculated tina,
amiable young gentleman, comforting hi
freckled countenance until he resembled {
Chinese idol.
Tommy" said Sister Sue, who wa,
writing her grammar exercise, g If you dc
not keep your hands out Of your pockets
shall sew them up.''
"The hands or the pockets?'' queried the
incorrigible Thomas, withdrawing one
gr1my list, in order to throw worsted doll
at the baby. sf ~.
You're dirty, bad boy =, retorted Sue.
Yon needn't put on airs and pretend to
be 20 orfui good answered Tommy. "Jim
C0e and me, we seed you am ,Rier Mills
There you needn' t make eyes Mt me neither.
We seed you eatin choklit kallermels be-
hind the blackboard Yesterday, when you
loftily. ~ '
- Childrenlp said Grandfather Trent.
sternly, lowering the 1Koynl,u Inteliiqenccr
and pushing up his spectacles. fFl
just here the baby put in q powerful pro.
test against the state of the domestic at
mosphere. Mrs. Trent dropped her sew
ing, to paeify the child. and the school bell
began to ring.
!, :. You needn't wait for me, Tommy
Trent, /" said Sue, with rather suspicious
sweetness.
Whose a-goin' to?'' replied Tommy,
catching up dilapidated "Grcenleaf y and
cracked slate, and scrambling over the
back of the sofa for his cap, which, when
ton.
- Thomas" said his mother, when he
emerged, with very red face, "what is the
matter with youp' 4gs 9E,73
. | don't see why can't ever do as
door-knob. 81 never was havin' enny fun
yet, but had to quit, and run errands, or
tend the baby, or go to that mean old
school. hate errands, and the baby,s a
bother, and can't bear school. Our new
teachers got one glass eye; but he sees
more with that than most folks do outer
two good ones, and there amt no chance
TO sling paper wads. Then can't never
sltEup nights, and / know there's apples
and nuts just the minute you think f,m
asleep; but wuzzent. 7 pecked through
the stove-pipe hole. And then in the morn-
I'M everybody boilers at me to get up. /
f hais s. doag S. have up u msn wpz IA O Big
kicked up the corner Of the rug, by way OF
variations.
Mrs. Trent had been gazing thouehtfuIly
out INTO the garden. When Tommy ended.
his remarks, there was family perceptible
smile about her mouth, as she replied:
s. Grown people DO not always please
themselves y, my son; but l am sorry that my
little boy has such hard life. All over
worked people should occasionally have
day OF, so have decided that from supper
time tonight until bedtime Tomorrow
night you shall do nothing but hare fun,
You shall sit up as late as the rest OF the
iamally lie absd IN the morning, and stay
throw paper wads at the chickens. -
Tommy lookedpHzzled.
Did you really mean it?'' he said.
Certainly, do" she replied.
Grandpa's eyes were twinkling behind his
1 4 How joIly.vI exclaimed Tommy. ..Ho,d
on. Snapper!' he cried in the next breath.
as be saw one Of the school boys passing the
house. '-o
There was rush, q slam. and be had gone.
What shall 4 do with him:', said moor
Mrs. Trent, turning fearful eyes toward
II think, rhine, !, said the old gentle.
man. as he slowly polished his glasses IN hi.
slik handkerchief" l think you've fixed
him this time. :, ssm ta3Iss.k1s 3 -ls]-1- -
| hope SOP sighed the weary mother.
= Now, said Tommy. that night. III the
ea-t table, after he had finished his fifth bis
;ult and drank third glass of milk-ssnow
m goln' 10 have fun. y
8 NOBODY appeared to pay the slightest at
ention TO his remark. Papa Trent was dis |
.ussing politics with Grandfather. Mamma |
/ rent Was listening patiently to an old lady |
Who, had dropped in" to tea. Sue M, |
wiring her napkin-ring in the absent
lihaea manner which she sometimes adopt |
q, when she wished to impress her brother |
WIN an idea OF his utter insignificance: but |
Tommy was not easily impressed. Al the
amlly adjourned to the sitting room. he |
vent and stood by window. The old Iadv |
'atnered up her knitting and tleparfed.
repeated his remark, but with the |
anne result as BEFORE aE7F -
Sue had taken her history for half an hours
tudy- Tommy felt almost overpowered nv |
Is new Independence. What to ID with Il
le DIDN'T know. How he wished Sue would |
sk MIN II ne had done his multiplication |
inns, that he might wither her with ! WORD.
Ut no: Sue was rocking backward and |
onward, lying her apron-strings into hard |
nots, ana muttering: HAmerfca was fiis-
overed in fourteen hundred and nine. two
-iourfeen- hundred and rine-ty-two, and
ninety-two."
Tommy felt that each moment be stood
mere idle he was losing dignity. Suddeniy
bright thought struck him. He would %
own to the village. Perhaps Sue won1d
W he'd better not 60, and oh i! The iov Of
'aiking away from under her very eyes.
" was raining fast as be slipped into the
all, took his hat and an umbrella, ana re-
z think, -, be said. family. Nohoav
,oked At him. He gathered courage. "i
blink VIII go down to the village
L ncOuScioilslY he initiated HE faflar 60 |