The Wellington enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 1867-188?, 1882-07-05
Am Enterprislng Community.

1t had long been the dream Of
the Jones family to exchange the
bricks and mortar of the city for
the pure, invigorating breezes and
dower-pied fields of the country.
The winter of every year had
been spent in discussing this ever-fresh
and ever-delightful theme. In the
presetit year of grace the Joneses got
beyond the talking stage. Their long
cherished hope budded and blossomed
into fruiion. They shook the dust
of the city from of their feet, and join
cd the great army suburban.
1t was decided in the Jones family the
past winter that, come spring, the long
primised exodus should become q verify.
Then came the question of location, and
most difficult one it proved to be. 1t
Is needless, however, to rehearse the
arguments brought forward in support
of the claims of the various towns en-
tering into competition for the Joneses.
These arguments were conclusive and
unanswerable in each and every case.
The verdict was at last given in favor
of Suburbanville, not that its claims
were superior or at all different from
those of any one of dozen other places.
But spring was already come, and q de-
cision must be made. Therefore the
Joneses chose Suburbanville at q ven-
ture. Suburbanville had been repre-
scnted to the JoneSes as an enterprising
town, and though the same had been
affirmed of each of the other towns, the
reputed enterprise of Suburbanville was
the bait the Joneses bit at.
Aud indeed Suburbanville did not
belle its reputation. 1t was an enter
prising town, consunedly enterprising.
No sooner did the Jones household
goods, with Jones atop, come within
hailing distance of Suburbanville than
Jones was besieged by an army of milk
men, each of whom politely limited at
the extreme pleasure he would take in
furnishing the Jones family with lao
teal supplies. Now Jones, be it known,
is the most courteous of men. He
therefore accepted the proffered atten-
As the team backed up in front of the
future residence of the Joneses, the
baker drove up to inform Jones that il
was his custom to leave freshly baked
bread every morning, Sundays except.
ed, at the homes of the people, and he
should consider it no hardship to include
the Jones family among his customers,
OF course Jones told the baker to csu
around next morning, notwithstanding
the fact that he had given directions e
the rival baker who had approached
Jones with commercial intent the day
that the Jones family came house-hunt-
ing.
Before the wagon was unloaded,
Jones had been approached by no less
than three butchers, fifteen grocers,
two tinmen, a fish pedler and an ice
dealer, and been presented with the
cards of an innumerable host of dry
goods dealers, tailors, carpenters, ma
sons, painters, etc., and so forth.
At four O'Clock next morning, when
Jones was in the middle of his best nap,
the street door-bell rang with vigor-
Gus ting-a-ling that brought Jones bolt
upright. Hastily jumping out of bed,
his mind rent with visions of fire and
burglary, he took peep out of the
window. The street was full of vehi-
cles. There were the countless array
of milk wagons, the rival baker estab-
lishments, the three butchers, the fif-
teen grocerymen, both of the tinmen,
the fish pedler and the iceman; and az
far as the eye could reach on either
hand he saw vehicles of all kinds swoop-
ing down upon his devoted home like
an army with banners.
When Jones came TO himself suf.
ficiently to look about him, he found he
had enough stores on hand to last
through the summer; eatables, drinka-
bles, wearables of every kind and vari-
ETY. were scattered about him in prince
ly profusion. What was he to do with
themP
Before he could answer this question,
the door-bell rang again. In a half.
dazed condition, he opened the door. A
brisk-appearing man in a white hat and
gold-bowed glasses handed him card
bearing the legend, CDR. John Brown,
NJ. D." DIR. Brown had heard that q
new family had moved to town, and he
thought he would call, etc. Of course
Jones thanked the doctor for his enter.
prising kindness, and equally of course
he shut the door between himself and
the doctor as soon as possible. Hardly
had Jones got back to his chair when
the bell rang again. A sober-faced in
dividual, dressed in plain black, intro
duced himself as the village undertaken.
He had seen the doctor Just go away
from the house, aud he merely called so
that Jones could have no difficulty in
finding him in case anything happened,
you know.
Jones took the proHered card and shut
the door. Then he tore the pasteboard
into twenty pieces, threw the pieces on
the floor and stamped on them. He
treated the medical gentleman's card in
the same manner. He gave one com.
prehensive glance at his morning pur-
chases, put on his hat and sailed forth
for q teamster.
An hour later, three wagon loads OF
household gods and commissary goods
might have been seen leaving the Jones
residence-his late residence now-witb
Jones stalking on in advance of the pro-
cession. He had got enough of Su-
burbanville. 1t was too ALFRED enter
prising for his temperament.
The JoneseS are now permanently
fixed in town. They never complain Of
bricks and mortar, and whenever any
body speaks of the invigorating breezes
aud fower-pied fields of the country,
cloud comes over Jones face, and he
changes the subject instanter.-Boston
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