The Copiah signal. (Hazlehurst, Miss.) 1882-1883, 1882-06-23
Locking the Trunk.
Brooklyn Eagle.

ened up, I'm oil through now, I wisl
You would Jock the trunk"
Certainly" replied Mr.. spoopep
dyke, dropping his paper and slam
ming down the lid. "All you've go'
to do is just fit tho hasp in the loci
and turn tho key. Sol"
But the key didn ;, Qnitc turn, and
Mr. spoopendyks kitSbe hasp with
the side Of his fist aud tried it ogaiu
Don't it work?' asked Mrs. s.,
Watching the proceeding with con.
siderab lc interest.
'It'll work if you'll let it alone, said
Mr.. 8. severely, and he raised the
lid, dropped it again, pounded the
hasp and wrenched at the key with
all his strength. Stand back and
give mo room, can't yon?' he growl-
ed. as lie pressed down on the cover
and gavo the key quick twists in a
vain effort to catch the lock una.
wares.
why don't you rcst your weight
on it and lot mo lock it?' asked Mrs.
s., Autteriug her husband md won-
dering if lie was thoroughly aware
that his plug hat was Immediately
under the lid.
Have you got time TO keep away
from this thing and let mo work it?'
demanded Mr. s., contemplating his
wife with Spartan expression OF
visage. 'S'poze I can do anything
with you sitting On my elbowP If You
will 60 down cellar for o minute I'll
lock this trunk and Mr.. s banged
away at the hasp and breathed hard.
But his efforts could ouly turn tho
key half way.
'Ol! ain't I glad you coulda't lock
ii!' explained Mrs.S., anxious to stay
her husbands growing wrath. Il for
got 20 put in 20 ur walkipg-cane.'
bod gast the camel spu.teso d
Mr.. S. 'S'poz, it's going to lock any
easier with a dod gastod walking
cane sticking ont at one end? Who
says Ss'"'s'~.h j,2 Wha'"she roo.
son I can't loc.vil?r ana ho s,..S of
and fetched the hasp tremendous
kick.
'Ary thing else you've for gotten
TO put IMP and he spr.ng on tho lid
and .uGgcd at the key with bis head
thrown back and his too;h sOt. Got
u couple Of mirrors you want in
here? Any china around the house
that wants q ride in this trunks
Want to put in that dod gasted ass
on the top floor who tryse to play
the fiddler aud he loped of on tho
floor and banged at the hasp again.
Let me sit on it, suggested Mira.
s. climbing up without waiting for
a response. Now try it.
Mr.. S. fumbled around and worke d
at the hssp and key, but fruitlessly
Cant you sit any harder than that?
he yelled. as key struck and wouldn't
turn either way. 'Eraid of breaking
tho measly thing? Press down can'i
yer
Mrs. S. squirmed around and said
now DEAR aud then looked over to
sec how he was getting on, but still
the lock was obdurate.
bod gast the measly trunk! howl
ed Mr.. 8. firing tho key ont OF the
window and giving tho truak fare
we'll kick. III you want it locked
you get q blacksmith. and o steam
derrick aud Mr.. s. threw himself
into q chair pretended to bury him
self in his paper.
4 don't know how We arc going t
get it open,' said Mrs. S. after LONG
silence.
Get what open?' growled her hus
band.
The trunk. Now I remember, it.
got a spring lock, and when yo'
took the kew out it locked itself.
don's suppose we can ever fnd tn
key
THAT'S it, yelled Mr.. s. You
know all about it now! Why didu'
you tell me It was o spring lock
What dye keep it to yourself foi9
Il forgot whimpered Mrs. s. blu
IL will be all right. lean open it
oh. you can open it, snorted Mr
s. You're an opener! All you wan
is to be sharponed on both sides t
be an oyster knifel With q dark Ian
tern and q skull cap you'd make
full set Of burglars tools! Oh, yes
you'll open i'll II you had a loos
handle and one corner knocked o
you'd get rich as q screw-drivcr!
nd Mr.. S:to,o.-nt Of tho house b
aao II ho could borrow .~--rathins I
nry open the unfortunate trunk.
That gives mo time 10 pack the va
lise,' murmered Mrs. 5, and as I've