Mohave County miner., 1883-03-04
Peck-s Sun.

came in and began to peel rutaba iga, and his upper lip hung down over his teeth and was covered with some
 thing that looked like shoemaker's
 wax. "You look as though you had
 been digging potatoes with your
 nose.
 70, that's some of pas darn smart ness. 1 asked him if he knew any thing that would maI-a.,,:z,y I-a.,,:z,y,..s,,,v-ss mons i 1Csdzche grow, and he told me the bes. ] thino he ever tried was tar, and fol
 me to rub it on thick when I vert tc
 bed, and wash it off in the morning
 I put it on last night, and by gosh ]
 can't wash 1t off. Pa told me all ]
 had to do was to use a securing brick
 and it would come off, and I used the
 brick, and it took the skin off, and
 the tar IS there yet, and say, does my lip look bad?'
 The grocery man told him that it was the worst looking lip he ever saw, but he could cure it by rubbing ittle cayenne pepper in the tar. He said the tar would neutralize the pepper, and the pepper would loosen the tar, and act as a cooling lotion to the laceratep lip. The boy went to a can of pepper behind the counter, and stuck his finger in and rubbed a lot of it CD his lip, and then his hair began to raise, and he began to cry, and rushed to the water pail and ran his face into the water to wash off the pepper. The groceryman laughed and when the boy had got the pep per washed off, and had resumed his rutabaga, he said:
 ''That seals your fate. No man ever trifes with the fellings of the bold buccaneer of the Spanish main, without living to rue it. I will lay for y9r, old man, and don't you for get it. Pa thought he was smart when he got me % put tar on my lip, to bring my moustache out, and To-day He Lies On Bed of Paiu, and tomorrow your turn will come. You will regret that you did not get down on your knees and beg my par don. You will be sorry that you did not prescribe cold cream for my bruised lip, instead of cayenne pep per. Beware, you base twelye-ounce- to-the-pound hnckster, you gilnlet- eyed seller of dog sausage, you sand ed-sugar idiot, you small potato, three-card monte, slight ofhand, lot ten egg fend, you villain that sells smoked sturgeon and dogfsh for smoked halibut. The avenger is on your u ack
 Look here, young mvn, don't you threaten me, or I will take you by the ear and walk you through green fields, and beside still waters, to the front door, and kick your pistol pocket clear around so you can wear it for a watch pocket in your vest No boy can frighteu me, by crimus, But tell me, how did you get even with your pa?"
 Well, give me glass of cider and we will be friends, and I will tell you. Thanks! Fcsh, but tbat cider is made out of mouldy dried pples and sewer water" and he took a handful of layer raisins of the top of a box to take the taste out of his mouth, and while the grocer charged a peck of rutaba gas, gallon of cider aud two pounds of raisins to the boys pa, the boy proceeded: You see, pa likes joke the best of any man you ever saw, if it is on somebody else, but he kicks like steer when 1t is on him. I l asHed him this morning if it wouldn't l be good joke to put some soft soap on the front step, so
 The LetteP-CarFieF WOnid Slip Up
 and Spill HisseiE.
 and pa said it would be elegant. Pa l is Democrat, and he thinks that | that will make it unpleas ans for Republican oficeho.ders IS legitimate, and he encouraged me to paralyze the letter-carrier. The let ter-carrier is as old a man as pa, and ! didn't want to humiliate him but I just wanted pa to give his consent, so he couldn't kick if he got caught in his own trap. You see? Well, this the minister and two of the deacons called on pa to have q talk with him about his actions in church on two or three occasions-when he pulled out the pack of cards with bis handkerchief, and played the music box-and they had a pretty hot time in the hack DarlOr. and finally they