Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1882-06-24

hAOiH sne SFocEiyn EaGie- -
My dear" said Mr.. Spoopendyke as he ap-
peared before his wife with broad grin on his
face. "say. nay dear, I've bought some chickens
50 We can have fresh laid eggs. Look" and he
held out couple of pair OF fowl tied by the legs
FOR Mira. Spoopendyke's contemplation.
"WeI, upon my world" exclaimed Mrs. Spoop-
endyke. "Of oil things chickens Ever since
we've been married I've wanted ciiickensin and
she approached the birds cautiously aud with a
look of misgiving that beled herwortis .sWhere
can we keep them?n
In coop, Mrs. Spoopendyke. in a coopl"
retort3d her husband, laying the chickens on
the bed while he Invested himself of his coat
and vest. Eve might keep 'en up the chimney
or in the CLOCK. but We probably won't Well
Just keep EN- III hen coop. and I've got the
laths and nails down stairs to build it with
Come down in the yard. and Mr.. spoopendyke
grabbed his new acquisition by the legs and
started off, followed by his wife,
DO you know how to build a coop?" asked
Mrs. SpoOpendyke. as she watched her husband
arg post hole IN the corner she had reserved
Tor geiaIium bed.
IF don't You probably do" snorted Mr.
Spookendyke. kicking away at the spade until
he loosened his leg. 'Now put this most here
and that one there. Then the two fences make
the rest, and only lath up these two-dod
CAST the post" he concluded, as it toppled over
on his ear. Can't you hold it up?" ..What're
sitting around there like q cork in Jug for?
Hold it up will YEP
Mrs. spoopendyke grasped the post firmly
with both hands and held it at an angle of
thirty degrees
Now hold it perfectly still while 1 dig the
other hole" and Mr.. Spoopendyke hacked away
at the ground again and set his second post.
Il see what You mean" gigged Mrs. Spoop-
endyke You Stat it up from one post to the
nice that'll bel"
Mr.. Spoopendyke glared at her a moment and
then began putting up his laths. standing be-
tween the posts and the fence corner and whist
ling as he worked.
"Now," said he, as he finished. "what do Won
think of that? ?"
Mrs. spoopendyke examined the job criti-
cally.
"It's perfect palace!" she exclaimed. "But
say, Gear, how are you going to get out?"
into TAN ar roare @, MI; spoopendyke bounding
you want me to let me build myself in like a
dod gasted mummy for? Amt yer GOT any
sense at all anywheres? Why didn't ye watch
what was doing?" And Mr.. SpoOpendyke
grlnned horribly through the Stats.
II supposed you were going to build hole
In II, faltered Mrs. SpOOpendyke.
80 ami" yelled Mr.. Spoopendyke, tanning
ms reg through the structure. "Want any more
holesf' and he kicked the side halt way across
roared. and the laths flew in all directions.
want any more holes?" and he smashed the
roof out with the spade 'Holes constantly ON
hand!" and he blew ont the end with terrific en-
ergy. New goods coming in all the time!
secondhand holes speciality and he banged
out the other end. Parties wanting holes to
send in the country will consult their own in
terests by applying here before going else
where!" and he ripped down the rest of the
coop with prOdigiOus CHATTER want any more
holes In this particular coOp?" he roared wrench
ing ont the posts and slamming them across the
yard. Does this hen coop begin to convey the
impression of having hole in it?' he demanded,
stalking up to his wife.
Yes, dear, replied Mrs. Spoopendyke sooth-
ingiy- I'm so glad you got out, but where can
We keep the chickens nOW?"
keep emf! ripped Mr.. Spoopendyke, with
horrible grimace, and graspng the Wretched
fowls by the legs, who's going to keep 'em?"
and he cut the lashings. ''S'pose Pm going to
run my business just to crafty every measly
M ssl OF dod gasted woman!" and he jerked
the chickens into the air.
Never mind" coOed Mrs. Spoopendyke. as
the last bird slid over the fence and disappeared
Chickens are a nuisance anyway. We really
didn't need any,
"Why didn't you say so before I bought emp"
oiurted Mr.. SpOOkendyke, as he dashed into the
house.
II didn't know it." sighed Mrs. Spoopendyke.
looking around on the wreck. land beside |
don't believe we would have had many eggs, be-
cause those chickens were all ROSTERS :"
And Mrs. SpOOpendyke followed her husband.
who stOrmed around the rest of the eyenin. be-
cause she couldn't find the Eagle of January 10.
1879, which he had cautioned her to save be-
cause there was something i'm it he wanted to
read. and which he had used the next day. in
conjunction with the back breadth of her new
flannel petticOat, to clean his shot gun with.
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