The Wellington enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 1867-188?, 1882-01-11


Ring for the Joy his advent brings:
Ring for the happy songs he sinxs:
Wit6 which We eiaddsn our hearts snsu.
ne newborn Year is happy fellow,
With the Christmas holly his head Is crowned,
With the Christmas blessings ven wrap him
Then ring. bells. rinsl for the Joyous day.
me Past lies silent, the Present is gay;
10 Welcome the oi1sA OF the y HsRRs BE B ss 4:sr'
TED's ACCOUNT OF NEW.YEAR'S.
"By-the-way.n said Mr.. Samuel
Gloss, "Pve . letter from little Ted.
It's quite . heavy one, you see, for chap
of ten; but can't make out such mass
Of scrawl Here, mamma, suppose you
read IL
:. Before Mrs. Gloss could reach out
her hand, Uncle Joe, Mr.. Gloss's bache-
Ior brother, interfered with: LET me
have the boys letter; I always did like
that young scamp of yours"
After smiling at the down-hill tenden-
cy of the superscription, Uncle Joe soon
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 dining-room- 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. q gentle
man of many smiles and compliments, of
many suits Of fine clothing, of . dog
and gorgeous living generally and Uncle
Joe. unmarried, crusty and rich. There
was also 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. " he
ought to be, Twelve hundred year,
indeedp'
Sorghum remarked in his sweetest
tones, s.How seldom . poor dog Of a
bachelor like me has the chance of en-
joying . happy family gatheringr'
A sigh, carefully given ont for only
Rosie to hear. was 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 hfe." A smile
both maternal and encouraging showed
that Mr.. Sorghum was an approved cam
didate for the position of son-in-law.
Lou, who was clever, and had . lofty
bearing, q marble-white skin, and won
derful rows of coal-black scallops on her
pretty forehead, made properly inno-
cant and girlish comment on the bach
elor remark; but Rosie, who was q con-
fiding blonde with big gray eyes, said
nothing, and kept on with her crotchet
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) dropped in, and nodding familiar
ly to his partner, Joined the family circle
BY taking place at Louis side. He ex-
claimed:
..How jollyl A regular boom in do
mestic evenings, eh, Miss LouP"
Now Uncle Joe was sixty at least, tall,
grizzled, clean shaven, heavy browed,
with 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 at
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
letterP''
81" said Sorghum, with the iveliest
interest. "Ted must be capital boy.
He's your brother" (This last in an
aside to Rosie.)
"Fine boy" confirmed Hedge. "Saw
him here New Years. So cheeky.
Cheek is business capital. Ted viii sue
ceed. Let's have the letter"
81 think my Teddy is very bright"
remarked Mrs. Clos, s'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 child Of ten"
30, yes, undoubtedly, sighed mann
ma, with pensive look at the diamonds
on her nice fat fingers; land we moth
ers sacrifice everything to the good of
our dear children"
Uncle Joe coughed noisily, and then
asked: "Are you all sure you want to
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,
grammatically and orthographically, ran
in this wise:
s'DEAR FATHER & MOTHER Professor Whack-
er gave us q subjec for our first composition
when we come bac after the holidays he said
we must rite an account of new Years & put
into all we saw & herd vile We Was home at
New Year time 80 rote mine & Yesterday he
give 1t back to me vithvery good marked onto
1t q he said for me not to leye 1t Lyon roun
luce So guess he thort 1t was pretty good q
guess WIN send It to You so as you can see
make some proggres brush my testh very
careful evry mite & am entirly out Of pockit
money your all con TEDDY"
A murmur of amused admiration went
around, and every one composed HIM
self, with smile, for further listening.
"An account OF New Years
"Boys & girls hav fun st Christmas & get
presints in there stockings &c but new Years
times Is for grown Folks crismas eve children
has lots OF fun so think Grown folks ort to
have fun New years eve. don't want to
be mean about nothin 90 Ldidunt answer back
nothin to my lister loo wen she called Ne
horid trubbclsome boy for sittin down In her
room after dinner ew years cave she was
Skoldinga little woman wot was q dres-
maker & had brort long tailed pink dres
home sumhow fixed up Wrong & she Had her
hair all in little ion griddions to make It Skull
lup nice the mex day"
Miss Lou flushed, then laughed aloud
neryously to show that she enjoyed the
joke. Uncle Joe, without 50 much as q
quiver of his bushy eyebrows, went on:
'srosy was sittin with her feet kurled up un-
der her citing candy s. reding q story book in
her Room she sed go way Teddy q ma She
was in her room having row with Kamil the
Made about her cloes and she sed 60 away
Teddy too then l says were shall 60 to s.
she says you May go to the the Club d find
your father know were tue fenix lub is Just
roun the Korner but father was busy playing
cards with some men q aud said 60 Il SIT down
my Son