The Douglas independent. [volume] (Roseburg, Or.) 187?-1885, 1882-03-04
4 Steam, Chair.

don't like Mr.. Travers as much as /
did. Of course / know he's very nice
man, and he's going to be my brother
when he marries Sue, and he used to
bring me candy sometimes. but he isn't
what he used to be.
One time-that was last summer he
was always dYeadfully anxious to hear
from the pestofice, and whenever he
came to see Sue, and he and she and
would be sitting on the front piazza, he
would say:
Jimmy, think there must be letter
for me; I'll give you ten cents if you'll
go down to the postoffice;;' and then SIZE
would say:
Don't run, Jimmy; you'll get heart
disease if you do;'' and I'd walk way
down to the postoffice, which is pretty
| near half a mile from our house But
now he doesn't seem to care anything
| about his letters; and he AMI Sue sit in
the back parlor. and mother says I
| mustn't go in and disturb them; and /
| don't get any more ten cents.
I've learned that it won't do to fix
your affections on human beings, for
even the best of men won't keep on
giving you ten cents forever. And it
wasn t fair for Mr. Travers to get angry
with me the other night, when it was all
an accident -at least most all of it; and
don't think it's manly for man to
stand by and see sister shake fellow
that isn't half her size, aud especially
when he never supposed that anything
was going to happen to her even if it did
break.
When AuLt Eliza came to our house
the last time, she brought steam chair;
that's what she called it, though there
wasn't any steam about it. She brought
it from Europe with her, and it was the
| queerest sort of chair, that would all
told up. and had kind of footstool to
it, SO that you put your legs out and
just lie down in it. Well, one day it
got broken. The back of the seat fell
down, and shut Aunt Eliza up in the
chair SO that she couldn't get out, and
didn't she just howl till somebody came
and helped her! She was so angry that
she said she never wanted to see that
chair again, .And you may have it if
You want it, Jimmy, for you are good
boy sometimes when you want to be.
| So / took the chair and mended it.
| The folks laughed at me, and said
couldn't mend it to save my life; but I
/
mendad it elegantly Then mother let
me get some varnish, and [ vanished
the chair, and when it was done it looked
so nice that Sue said we'd keep it in the
back parlor. Now I'm never allowed to
| sit In the back parlor. SO what good
would my chair do me? But Sue said,
Stuff and nonsense. That boys in
dulged now till he can't rest" So they
put my chair in the back parlor, just as
if I'd been mending it for Mr.. Travers.
I didn't say anything about it; but after
it was in the back parlor took ont one
or two screws that I thought were not
needed TO hold it together, and used
| them for q boat that was making.
/ That night Mr.. Travers came as usual,
and after he had talked to mother awhile
about the weather, and he and father had
agreed that it was q shame that other
folks hadn't given more money to the
| Michigan sufferers, and that they were
not quite sure that the sufferers were q
worthy object, and that good deal of
harm was done by giving money to all
sorts of people, Sue said:
perhaps we had better go into the
| back parlor; it is cooler there, and we
won't disturb father, who wants to think
about something"
So she and Mr.. Travers went into the
back parlor, and shut the door, and
talked very loud at first about whole
lot of things, and theE quieted down, rs
they always did.
l was in the front parlor, reading Rob-
inson Crusoe, and wishing | could do
likewise Crusoe, / mean; for /
| wouldn't so and sit in a back parlor with
a girl, like Mr.. Travers, not if you were
to pay me for it. I can't see what some
4 some fellows see in Sue. I'm sure if MIR.
Martin or Mr.. Travers had her pull their
hair the way she pulls mine sometimes,
they wouldn't trust themselves alone
with her very soon.
/ All at once we heard dreadful crash
in the back parlor, and Mr.. Travers said
Good something very loud, and Sue just
shrieked as If she had needle run into
her. Father and mother and I and the
cook and the chambermaid oil rushed to
see what was the matter.
The chair that had mended, and that
Sue had taken away from me, had broken
down while Mr.. Travers was sitting in
it, and it had shut him up like jack
knife, and caught him SO he couldn't get
out. 1t had caught Sue, too, who must
i have run to help him or she never would
have been in that fix, with Mr.. Travers
8 holding her by the waist, and her arm
wedged in so she couldn't pull it away. "
Father managed to get them loose and
then Sue caught me and shook me till
could hear my teeth rattle, and then she
ran mp stairs and locked herself up; and
Mr.. Travers never offered to help me, but
only said:
srll settle with you some day, young
man." and then he went home. But
father sat on the sofa and laughed, and
said to mother:
Il guess Sue would have done better
if she'd had let the boy keep his chair. :
I'm very sorry, OF course, that IN acci-
dent happened to the chair, but I've got
it up in my room now, and I've mendel
it again, and it's the best chair you ever
sat in Jimmy Brown in Harper's
Young People.
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