The Wellington enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 1867-188?, 1882-03-15
NUMBER 26.

he'd .scut his eye-teeth, an, knew whzA
he was bout. When dar was minee-piel
round, and stuffed chicken. an heaps ~
good things, jes' lebe him alone. NJ =
but as the old saying has 10, s'there;
is many q slip 'twixt the cup and the kp,n
Before supper-time could draw neArS
there was q little catastrophe awaiting
Seph that he had not counted on.
1t arose from the lact that there was y
meeting at the church that evening which
the Deacon and Mrs. Potter attended,
their way lying directly past the school
house. Who ever could have supposed
that curiosity would have prompted the
two good old people to look in and see
what the young folks were about, even
though thev did not approve Of such go-
ings onP >
But in the meantime Seph enjoyed
himself amazingly. He watched the
table longingly; he listened to the fiddle,
and danced until he was out of breath;
he played chase the squirrel, and had
capital fun for an hour or more; then the
end was at hand,
While standing in the middle Of the
floor, hesitating what to take part iA
next, he happened to notice . face out
side one of the windows, and it did nct
take him more than the thousandth part
of q second to recognize the Deacon
looking straight at him. It was . tre-
mendous moment, and Seph could al
most feel the wool on the top Of his head
uncurl and rise right up under his hat.
His first impulse was to make . rush
for the door. When he crossed the en-
try door-sill, however, he stubbed one
foot and fell, and the Deacon's hand was
on him before he could recover himself
He led Seph down the road, Mra. Poe
ter following close behind and pleading
for mercy, as mothers do.
But in a moment the mask fell off, and
the Deacon, amazed, let 60 his hold.
"What-r'
Seph did not wxit to hear anything
more, but ran into the bushes, then
leaped over fence, and ran at his best
speed across an acre or two Of plowed
ground.
:. BY gollyr' he gasped, dropping
down at last exhausted :. I reckon rs
glad I'm black dis yere time, anyhcwrs
Sorely disappointed, however, he
skulked back to the barn, and there
another misfortune overlook hiR-his
own clothes had disappeared.
For q moment or two this startling dis
covery was too much for his intellect 70
grasp. he searched here and there des-
perately, overturned the hay, upset q
barrel of oats, frightened the hens frcm
their roosts, and got the horse 70
neighing. Then, scared and bewildered,
he rushed outside, undecided what to do.
Surprise, however, awaited him here
again. In moment he saw himself-r
at least somebody with black face md
L IL a.
shed near by, and hurry down to tbs
road.
II he sswasn't himself, who IN de world
was he? dat's what he'd like to know"
But in about three minutes, when he
saw the mysterious personage and tho
Deacon meet Unexpectedly near great
so glad in his life to be in some other fel-
lows clothes.
Seph ran over to the wood-shed
climbed up the ladder to the chamber
above, and began to disrobe himself Of
Jobs clothes IN hurry. ne had got
them all off, when that parsonage came
scrambling up the ladder also, and the
two confronted each other in the strag-
Cling moonbeams that found their way
through q cobwebbed window.
"Whatyer gwine to do wild my clothes
on, JOB Potterp" Seph asked. wrathful-
y.
"Nothin'. Pas spoilt it ALL He fust
thought that you was me, and then that
1 was you. There's no goin' to the par
ty, anyway"
Seph dropped down on the floor. and
let out the laugh that had been tickling
him several times during the evening.
SIT am all ON account oh de Deacon
bein' so unreasonable" he said Yves
had perdicament for sartin. .''-F. B.
Stanford, in Hdrper's Young People.