Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1881-12-23

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py New Year" M
"I am acquainted with Mr. Cook"
said Mrs. Curtin, as she held out her
hand to him; but which Of you Is Mr.
Marmaduke Plumbp'
That's my papa, ma'am, and I'm
Tracy" t
"0h, you are making his calls for
himP"
"No, ma'ap,, he's out, too, but l use
some of his cards"
Exactly. see. And this is Miss
Arabella Fitchp"
"Please, ma am, IL you'll give me
back Bellies card I'll give you one of
mother's," said Tom, u little doubt
fully.
"Oh, this is just as good. But must
introduce you to the company while
Pierre is getting you some refreshments.
Plenty of cream, Pierre, and some con-
fectionery."
"That's it," whispered Tom to Tracy,
and the latter answered.; "Hush, Tom!
Johnny isnows."
1t was remarkable how very polite
were all those tall ladies and gentlemen.
One great, thin, yellow-whiskered
man, in particular, kept them SO long
with his questions that Tom at last felt
compelled to remark: "Don't talk to
him any more, Johnny; the ice-cream'll
be all melted"
$50 it will" said Mrs. Curtin. "Do
let them off, Mr.. Grant. Were you
never boyp--I mean, q very young
gentlemanP''
"Never," said Mr.. Grant. "I.was
always old enough to want to eat my
cream before it melted. Come, boys,
I'll see you through. like to associate
with fellows of my own age. Come
on"
He was very grave and dignified about
it, but between him and Pierre and Mrs.
Curtin, Johnny Cook was compelled to
say to his friends:
1--WE must stop eating, boys, or we
can't be polite in the next house."
But he made no objection to Mr..
Grant putting confectionery in their
pockets, and then the whole company
bowed, as Pierre showed them the way
to the front door. They wondered what
he meant, as he smiled in their faces
and said:
"Bon jour, mes entdnts"
"What's bunjerp" asked Tom.
"Johnny knows" began Tracy; but
their leader was thinking of something
else just then.
"Can you eat any more, boysP 1 can,
il we walk a little"
They said they thought they could.
"Then we'll 60 to Dr. Micklin's. He
tended our baby when it had the
measles"
"Do doctors have any New Year S
DayP"
"Don't you s'pose Johnny knows,
Tomp" said Tracy Plumb. "Of course
they do"
The doctor lived in big brick house
on a corner, nearly two blocks beyond
Judge Curtin s; but the boys were only
half sure they were hungry when they
rang the bell. sti
The door was opened by gentleman
with coffee-colored face and curly hair,
and who could not have been more than
twice as old as Tom.
"Is dey anybody took sick at youl
houseP"
"Sickp No." said Johnny. "Its
New Years calls. Take our cards tc
Mrs. Micklin."
She knows my mother" Tom had
said to Johnny, "and I'll send in hel
card instead of Bellies"
Mrs. Micklin was little, black-eyet
woman, with nose that was almost toe
sharply pointed, and when the coffee
colored youth handed her those three
cards, her first remark was:
Julius! julius Caesar! How otter
have l forbidden you to laugh in tha
way when you come into my presence!
Mrs. Fitchp On New Years Dayp Why
what can have happened! And Mr.
Marmaduke Plumb with herP 1t mus
be something serious. And Johnny
Cookp How / wish the doctor wert
here. Show them right in, julius, anc
stop that giggling."
She had bounced from her chair ant
was smoothing the folds of her silk dress
nervously, as Julius Cesar chuckled hi
way back to the front door, and just a
that moment whole sleigh-load of 9th
er callers came hurrying up the steps.
"Wish you happy New Year!"
Happy New Year!" "Happy New
Year!"
: "Happy New Year, Johnny" SAT-
: Mrs. Micklin. "But, Tracy, whece'
your fatherp Tom, why does not you
mother come IMP l told julius
"Why, Mrs. Micklin," said Tom
? "it's only the cards. We passed 'em a
: Mrs. Jones' and at Judge Curtin's
Only sent Bellies there instead G
mothers"
"Why, you mischievous boys! Am
here you've frightened me so! though
something dreadful had happened-:-'
. But at that moment the other visitor
? came pouring in, and Mrs. Micklin ha
to say happy New Year" to them, AM
shake hands and smile and talk, and tn
three boys were almost pushed out G
!. the way, while Julius Caesar stood at tn
- parlor door, and seemed to be trying
!, laugh without making any noise.
T "Julius," whispered Tom, as he edge
: near him, g where's the ice-creamP"
. But TOMS whisper was loud enoug
to be heard by everybody in the room
= for it seemed to slip into a quiet littl
; place in the conversation, and SO di
= Julius Cesar's reply: "Dah amt none.
), Mrs. Micklin blushed, and one of he
gentlemen guests suddenly remarked:
"My dear Mrs. Micklin, I'm delighte
:, to see that you have joined the reforl
U movement. You won't ask your frient
to stuff themselves"
Anu cHc ouiu oouiCphihS III ioPiyb al
the others said something; but Tol
= Fitch put his lips to Johnny's ear an
J said, pretty loudly: "Let'sgo. There
% nothing in this house but med cine."
"Bow to Mrs. Micklin before yo
CO." said Johnny; but everybody in I'll
. parlor, excepting the doctors wife, WI
. . laughing about something or other whe
S Julius Caesar opened the front door fl
y those three boys to 60 out.
- Where'll we go now, boysp" sal
- Johnny, when they reached the sid
= walk.
n "There isn't any other place so goo
as Mrs. Curtin's," remarked Tom.
Cant go twice to the same house,
ia said Tracy. "Can we, johnny"
" "No, / s'pose not. But we've plen
: of cards. Let's try that white hou
a. over yonder."
"Who lives therep"
"a "I don't know. But we can find o