Mexico weekly ledger., 1883-04-19
THE DAT BoARDn.

THE DAT BOARDHR.
When the new boarder came down TO
breakfast and took her seat at the head Of
the table with all the grace of Queen
full, 1t settled the question OF the day
boarder's leaving on the spot. He could
MT have been pried out with . crowhar.
The new boarfier wsssa beautiful young
lady about ninteen years old, and CASH
Ter in . large retail store. She was q
girly girl, however, blue-eyed blond
with a dimple In her chin as big as new
nickel. She was introduced to the day
boartier ~ former resident of South
Bend, Indiana.
tsSouth Bendg" inquired the day
bosrtier, "why ] used 70 live in South
Bend myself
Ibid you? Indeed,n said the divine
blonde with q sparkle in her eyes and an
animated look, s'why I'm so glad. We
can talk over old times. remember
hearing of you every. once in q while You
must know lots Of folks / know You
know the Smithess''
sswen should smile. Won hat from
Bile Smithe on election. Did you know
Mrs. wapello?n
ssMrs. Wapello, who kept hair store?
OF course did. All the girls knew Mag
Wapello. What fun We used to have
with George." ;" -
The bay boarder had never heard of
George, but he didn't want to say so and
throw cold water on the tete. D tete, so he
concluded to feel his way along and run
the risk of getting acquainted with George
by proxy. So he replied: 9
"Wen should say I did. George
was q case, and no mistake.n
sDidn't We used to have fun with him,
thought" pursued the blonde.
"Fun was no name for it. George had
some very taking ways among the girls"
eyes, he was a brave fellow, and as
handsome as he was brave. There were
great many good qualities about George
aside from the fun there was In him.
Don't you remember the time he rushed
into the water and dragged out little
Johnny Gibbins after he had gone down
the third timer"
"Guess I do. That was proud day
for George
sDo you remember how he used to
shake himself in the parlors"
"Just like cornstarch pudding, George
was fat, but he didn't never seem to
mind It much, though often used to
wonder. howhe worried aleng through
the hot weather. rs
so, George didn't seem to mind it
much. He had plenty to eat and that
which was good, too" ''-' - =
"Yes, George lived well, and no mis-
take. There was nothing small abous
iGeorge but his feet" ==..s,5
aHe always kept himself elean.''
elbows that2" inquired the day board
Ter with slice of fried liver half way up
to his mouth.
George didn't have any dirty tricks"
ssNot atrick,r said the adayrbosrdei
hurricdly and breathing hard like . psc-
ling horse just. in from the third heat
t'Didn't smoke, chew, drink or anything
of that kind" u
!; cha. hal" rippled the fair blonde, '.oi
course he dot. And that's just where he
had the advantage Of most Of you young
men," z.
"Yes, George WAS moral. He was pi.
Gus, in fact, and went to church regular
lly, didn't hep"
eyes, he'd 60 along when I'd let him
but some Sundays didn't want him tag.
tging tiny heels, and used to throw
stones at him and drive him back to the
house, and he'd run his tongue out and
trot right straight back Is contented as &
lamb. Wasn't that queer?''
]. eyes, George always was little queer
At least we used to think he was qneer
What did he run his tung ont at youfor?
4 80, suppose he was hot. You know
he was fat IS pig, and warm days hs
would lou around the house like wei
fed OK in fly time. You had ought to Sc,
. him throw me down on the grass and rol
lover me. Ha! ha.'' r
The day boarder commenced to stir hi,
coffee at the rate of nine hundred ant
seventy-fiye revolutions to the minute
At last he spoke:
"That was queer"
"Didn't he ever have any such romp.
as that with you down town? He fused td
: go down town every day OF his life
Didn't he used to look up. In your eyes
and wag his tail?''
The day boarder jumped about six fee
and grabbing hold of the mantle piece
stood there as pale as ghost and shiv.
ering like splinter ON sutternut rail
Then he walled:
s'George was queer. Is he as quee
yet now he's grown up:"
"Grown up. Queer yet: George Il
, dead. He died five years ago. Didn'
you know tIat?''
"No. Did he have big funeral, ant
did the fellows all turn ont at the obse
quies!" s :
"Big funeral. No. Pa just dumpe,
him on to stone boat and hauled him OF
down to the river and chucked him In un
der the ice. And he went down over tn
mill dam, and caught on an old dea'
tree, and the boys next summer couldn'
, fish within forty rods of the place on &C
count of him. But he was the best do;
in South Bend, for all that
"I-I-T thought" shivered the da!
board.s, "that you were talking abou
|, George johnson all the time. He wa
sweet on you one time, wasn't hes"
Family Jars.
jim Sniyerly, who hiss not been mar
tried very long came home lafezfo Dime