Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1882-12-28
PETER KINkEL'S NEW YEAR CALLS.
CHAPTER I.

s.Peter~ kinkeis country .Sausages !
Peter NinkeI's cheesel Peter infers
crackers! Everything warranted by
Peter Kinkel,'' These were but a few
ofthe uta cards that adorned the tenlpt-
inc boxes and baskets of provisions that
filled Poser Kinkel'S shop on the corner
of -. Well, so many people used to
buy things at Kinkel's that almost any
bodS viii remember what avenue and
street were made glorious by the red.
white aud blue woodwork of the s'Greai
American Corner Grocer" As Peters
shop was scrupulously clean and cheer
fully high-colored, so was the little man
himself He was this side of forty years
old, and had a bald spot just shining
through his crisp, dark hair, t1opd
skin, good, bright gray eyes, a plebian
nose of no particular shape and a broad
month. He was very short and pretty
stotta considering that he was never
idle, always on the jump, looking after
his customers, looking after his clerks,
drivers<~and porters. The, shop was a
busy place and sought ont by epicures
for the freshest and best of butter and
cheese and the incest of imported deli
caeies. The great secret of kinkel'S
success-for he had landed in America
fifteen wears before without a dollar
in his pocket or a word of English in hi
mouth-tfie great secret of his success
vast 81, looks after tings mineseif.
So, one bright winter morning, as he wa
shocking after itings," with his. brlsl
air and his decent gray suit covered b.
a clean check apron, a young lady cam
into the shop. She was very plainly an
unexpectedly dressed, but her brigh
hair would stray out in little curling ter
drills on her forehead, her eyes woul
melt and glisten-in short, she would
q Ferv handsome woman in spite of a
that dress, could do or undo. She ha
a small basket on her arm, and pleas
antly smiled as she asked:
sHave you any more Of that ver
nice butter, Mr.. Kinkel?"
Paul and Fritz, two clerks, not boz
in the Fatherland, but here in tn
country of irreverent and unbrid't
speech. had already nudged each othe
L i ..When I'm a-standin' behind him
know if Miss Leclair's a-comin' by t
wav tpat bald spot blazes up
KinRel was red certainly, even redd
ton x,,an usual, and though he usually look
supper, at .'happy hardly seemed TO &C
be one Of II idea of the beamlng, eXuberal
son when be satisfaction flaming out SO
every reeip' 't e'e-' f0t0
Mis-. beclair laughed as she looked
himEit was low, clear, pretty lau
She bad-and again came thas quest
abont the very nice butter before he
covered presence of mind to answer
.Ja-yes; oh, yes, Miss Leclair, I
GOT lots more, very sheep, too
Torty cents; don't itP' sL-..-
ssHe lifted heavy frkin on to
coIinter as If it had been a pot of j.
and, tipping it CALAMITY, invited n
7 eclair: ..Shust smell it.'' She lea
forward and made little feint OF
inc so. By that time Kinkel had 81
lump on the blade of huge knife,
pushing it toward Miss Leclair's MOI
he begged anxiously: "Shust taste
schveet it is"
She laughed again and answer
"Oh, l won't spoil that great plec
butter; know it's NICE"
Spoil?" exclaimed kinkel, "v
don't care for dot biece Of putter
don't care for dwice so much" =
balanced an enormous quantity on
knife blade to show his desperate b
altv. Then he weighed out the qut
of a pound his customer wanted, W
fes. pedtit neatly in white paper and ante
affeetionate lingering over pc
bow-k notin the tying, he laid it in
,in. Ieclair's little basket.
n, Dust thena gentleman stepped m
,,,,no,s 70 yriage that was drawn up Deiore
...a ..,,u,, and coming to Miss keeiaT,
sA'c ssy'un' .as going to ask II you y
months since. Me- me this afternoon. $
\ telegram came here here. I ventured to f,
was opened by the prop
% contain the announcenR- looking young re
ieath at ten o'clock that morRen dressed, perl
in hour before her husbands and high PIT
deeply sympathizc with all we OF too late 3