The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1882-10-17
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| IiuAbHnd IN Usual Hecon,ca f'iuascred,
oh, dear!' grunted Mrs. Spoopcndyke,
I'm sure I'm going 10 die |" and the good
woman dropped over in the bed and con
tcmpated her husband with a pale face
and look OF general debility. "You will
DO good to the baby, won't you, dear ?" ny
"uh, ho," returned Mr.. Spoopcndyke,
pounding her tcndcrly on the head with
his big hand. ."You're all right. Bear in
against it, and you'll be well In IN hour or
two. l have often had the cholera morbus
but you never see me, give UP like this.
Where's the ginger?"
III don't know" moancd Mrs. Spoopcp.
dyke. "Look on the Top shelf OF the closet.
lit isn't there, try the bottom drawer Of
ll'e wardrobe; or it may DO in the pantry.
Ow-w" and Mrs. spoopendykc doubled
up aud Strengthened out with jerk. ~
lou can't remember any other con.
gressional district represented by that GIN
ger, can you?" growied Mr.. Spoopendyke,
prowling around the room in IN ainless
but energetic fashion. - You don't call 10
mind n couple OF more roasting places in
which TINT ginger is TO DO found, do YOU?
| Where bouts on the top shelf ?" and Mr..
spooopendykc ratified around among the
old bottles and empty pill boxes. Look
here, I've found thut court plaster l wanted
day before yesterday" and more than
gratilled with his find, Mr.. Spoopendyke
utterly forgot the original object Of his
search. 'h'f go
You'll send baby 10 a good school, and
see that she marrics happily, dear?'
groancd Mrs. spoopendyke adapting a
woman,s style Of limiting that the ginger
,' ID. Ie a. acceptable And you'll bury
Certainly" replied Mr.. Spoopendyke,
immersed in the contemplation Of the
court.plaster. where's the sheet OF flesh
color that was here ~ be demanded. ~
don't seem to detect the presence Of that
particular element OF adhcsiyeness.
Where's the tlesh.colored portion of this
curative% and Mr.. Spoopendyke ran over
the little squares again in vain search for
the piece he missed.
Did you look in the wardrobe, love 2"
asked Mrs. Spoopen1yke family. H. ii
ut isn't here" growled Mr.. Spoopcn.
dyke, raking over the contents OF the
drawer, and turning, them over with his
loot. What? Upon my word you're
Il pretty woinan ! thought you said that
old ruzor.strap OF mine was lost when we
moved. Here is rs big us life and twice
rs dlrly. Glad found that strap" mum
oled ar. Spoopendyke, rubbing it tenderly
and blowing oil the dust. "Got piece OF
cloth" tx. }'.'''.0y .'I9f.
I'"Oh, do look in the pantry!"' pleaded
Mrs. S poopendyke. "pm sure it's in the
pantry" l'.. -, .ifWu. -lne' Hp&os
Nr. Spoopendyke charged on the pantry
IKE aco!umn OF horse and hustled around
ana bumped his head, but didn't seem to
meet Win mitch success. .%:siu.
Il don't see any" he murmurcd. Don't
you Know where You keep. your cloth I /
lspose | might stand around here till
doomsday, while the moths corrode and
thieves 10 break into this razor.strap and
steal the whole business, without finding u
piece Of cloth to wipe it on. Haven't you
got al OLD skirt or soinething?" And Mr..
Spoopendyke drew the strap under his
arm two or three times and regarded it al.
iectionately. Wig: 5a,1s 8; .s5s,y Gl@
ooh, please find the ginger"" equealed
Mrs. SpoopendyEe, as anotherspasm caught
ner. Never mind your old strap! Find
me ginger" .&&. ~ ,.,.,.l?G.'!i,tw .ll
Amt l looking for it !" ,retorted Mr..
npoopenuyEc. Theresa cork, and the bot
tIe Gan,t be fur oil. When ! lind that bot
ue lIl nave a cue to the ginger, and I'm
eoiIe ~ ioiio" IL 10 tlle bitter end. You
ought 10 save these corks anyway when
go lshing. What kind Of a looking bottle
WIS ~ ,-H.am,,l Mood.
~ was long and narrow" replied Mrs,
epsoqpenayke almost In despare. !,
~ ouehtto una lelrom lhat descrlntlon,
m NJ ,Iefe MI, spoopendyke Most bottles
Mte pef!Gct'y round. Heres the nrnlca bot
ie upside down, and told you to keep il
hliea; l might knock my elbow into the
next Presbyterian General Assembly, and
ia nave 10 wait al! day before could get
crop OF arnica to soothe my anguish
WHAT'S TINS straw hat , o. mine doing inethe
oottl s; 1ox! anyhow What particular NAL
NY ola TINS mt have that suggested such a
uMpositlon o! ~. AND ME- Spoopendyke
smoolhed oit the crown md squinted with
one eye, while he slaughtered out the
of'nl. .;lharsa eood hat yet,. ana he put
y on and regarded himself in the glass.
| OIL wanted some ginger, didn't YOU?