The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1882-03-24

He Il my grandfather now Charley
Otis Is and he told my brother Hal and
me this story. He's regular fine old
gentleman. il my Grandfather Otis.
There isn't q bit Of old fogy about him.
and he likes TO see as boys have any
amount Of fun. He isn't hard on fel-
low either. when he gets into trouble
through some Of his mischief. though he
looked pretty sober when Hal and and
Uncle Timothy's boys painted Squire
Dexter's Chester Whites one time. and
the Squire caught us II IL. and thrashed
us. and made father and Uncle Timothy
pay ten dollars apiece 70 get out q hav-
ing lawsuit.
..Don't have any more Of that sort 81
fun. boys" says grandfather
No. sir. SAYS we: and we don't
mean 10. for there isn't any fun in IT,
Some folks in story-books are all the
time preaching up how funny il Is 70
paint pigs. II isn't. If II i. Il Il mean
fun. and / don't like that kind. For be-
sides making fellow feel cheap. there's
almost always something not 50 nice TO
top of with.
\. Boys will be boys, Susan" That's
what grandfather says 20 mother time
and again.
"Well, they needn't be wild Indians, "
says mother. But she doesn't tell father
that time. lou see, my grandfather
was boy once himself, and he knows
we can't keep bottled up an the time.
We have to s'let nature caper" that's
what grandfather calls it--once in .
while. u we would burst. Hal and |.
and 60 on like two rockets maybe 4
hope when ! grow up Ill Dc just the
kind Of 4 grandfather my grandfather Is
Last Washington birthday We boys
bad planned 70 have no end Of fun,
skating on the pond, and swapping
crackers at folks. and playing shinncy.
But when Hal and got up in the morn
ing. everything was dull gray: and when
breakfast was over i was showing a 4
the witches were emptying All their
feather-beds At once up in the sky
Hal looked out Of the window, and
turned away, and shut his lips. Then
looked out, and-well, I'm not very
old. and small Of my age and ! cried
Al that grandfather put down his
paper.
" Hoity-toityn' said he; whats all
mis- about
We told him.
well" said grandfather, this snow
will make first-rate cos-sting, and while
| YOU re- waiting for enough Of Il TO come,
/ I'll tell you story"
Sohere j. the story. You ought 70 have
heard Grandfather Otis tell II, though,
with hs funny tw'ikles and wrinkles g
set i on; but because you couidn = ~
going to tell il my own way, in regular
story-book style;
Early one Iwenty-second q February
more than fifty years ago, my grand
father and my two great-uncles, Ste
phen and Samuel. were out looking ior
something % have fun with Trouble
was, n says grandfather. there wa ICE
enough, but we hadn't . pair q skates
to our feet Pretty soon. while they
were standing around on the doorstep,
man came along leading horse anc
sleigh. and hitched i g me fence Ihs
man name was MI. Mutt.
ssGood morning" said the boys. won
dering 70 themselves what made hin
walk and lead the horse, instead Q
riding Catch bcy doing ~
"Mornin', said Mr. Null fathel
TO home. boys"
Yes sir, said they
I'm going after the doctor, sai'
Mr.. Mutt, land that critter runs AVA
so'st cant % nothin with him. 49,
Lawyer Chadbourne's horse, down z
Westport, a. ! took ior MS keep, an
and that's more'n l'i get out p him
S'pose 1 can Get your fathers team
: boys?"
wouldn't wonder said they
Father chopping wood IN the mort
/ lot.
/ With that Mr- Nu't started oii acres