The Arkansaw traveler., 1883-11-17
RATHER SMALL FOR HIM.
rDrake's Travellers Magazine.

Drake's Travellers Magazine
 My dear" said Mir. Spoopendyke, as he surveyed himself in the glass, with a l preternaturally solemn countenance. : My dear, how do you think these clothes l .. me-
 splendidlyr emphasized Mrs. Spoop- .adyke, walking around him so as to take
 ' all the glories of his new garment. {" If hadn't seen you dressed for funeral. l saould say you ought always to wear
 ack.'
 Think the crape on the lat Is the rsh, height for a pall-bearer1 asked .r. Spoopendyke. shaking his ha, on his lead and regarding his wife with stead i2s, eye, as though he expected to catch aeI in lie about the hat.
 lust exactly right replied Mrs. ,2oopendyke. And here are your black l .!oves'
 Don't want any gloves growled Mir. >soopendyke, turning again 10 the glass, How'm going 10 catch hold of those | -sxdles with pair of tight gloves on :" But you must wear gloves protested Yrs. Spoopendyke. All pall-bearers scar gloves, and wan, you 10 look as .ice as the others. This is real nice gaiT. and bought them for you myself ia; them on, that's love Mr. Spoopendyke yielded more to the
 usement than the en,rea,y, and held ou;
 .s hand for the gloves.
 Are these maies:' he asked as he .-rned them over and scrutinized them .arefully. These things both go on the | tk i, nf oT glove:r
 They are all right" aid Mrs. Spoop- sndyke, smoothing them out. Now they are all ready. and all you have got 10 do $ 10 put them on."
 Mr. Spoopendyke Jabbed his rign, hst Flo the glove and commenced 10 tug. Where's the steam derrick that goes si,h this." he demanded, stopping to eye hls progress with some misgivings as to his ultimate success.
 When you get your hand in, you want ;o take it by the fingers and push 1t on, :" suggested Mrs. Spoopendyke, rather in clined 10 think she might have made a mistake and bought size too small
 They'll slip on easy enough if you'll only nave patience. Now ny Then 1t wants pile driver g-inned Mr. Spoopendyke. had an idea that derrick was the proper thing. That the way you mean. = and NIT. Spoapendyke 2aught his four fingers in an iron grip aud bent them double. :" Is that one on, rom your standpoint: Are those ends sticking out there intended 10 represent anything particular connected with a i-neral. Whats all this bare place town here for. Is tha, the way the rest those pall-bearers are going to look v and Mir. Spoopendyke pointed disdain- ;llly at the fiuuering fingers and his zaked palm. !" Perhaps the rest will paste the other glove over this bare spot $ that the way it works ?"
 No, dear" murmured Mrs. Spoopen- dyke, not exactly seeing her way clear, and wishing she had said nothing about he gloves. "l would give them a gentle pall. now. Jus, see if they won't go on Ina, way"
 Mir. Spoopendyke caught grip. and sauled until he was red in the face, but he glove hung fire. Then he braced his loot against the side of the bureau and gave tremendous wrench.
 "l, is good. strong glove, anyway. commented Mrs. spoopendyke, who had been watching the experiment. with an anxious interest
 What dye think I'm goins ;o::' de handed Mir. Spocpendyke. temporarily citing up on his performance. What to you think this is the funeral of, 2 gymnasium. Got any kind of notion hat Pm going to bury circus. Why didn't you get some gloves more renowned for their going on a mans hand. and less for their durability. Strong, eh :" roared Nr. Spoopendyke, going back 10 his avocation with renewed appetite. Think ,hey are pretty strong, do you: Just you keep an eye on these iron-clads now, and you will get some new notions abou, strength and Mir. Spcopendyke ben, all his energies on the glove, and ripped II from the thumb knackle to the wris, loint. That the way you mean it to % P he yelled, considerably dissatisfied with his success. -Think this style adds anything funeral to my appearance. Is this the latest thing in pan-bearing"
 -Never mind, deax,r coced Mrs. Spoop- endyke. sI can take a few stitches in II, and 1t will do for to-day"
 What's the matter with ii now z howled Mr. Spoopendyke, giving it an other jerk that carried the tear around tc the whole back of the hand What {