Mexico weekly ledger., 1883-10-11
MISSOURI OCTOBER IL. 1883.
MIR. AND MRS. sPoorEspYKE.

MIR. AND MRS. SP0OP4NDYKR.
He Works at Car Window and Tells
HIS Wife what She Lacks to Be.
come Summer Resort.
"My DEAR" said Mrs. Spoopen-
dyke, tanning herself vigorously and
looking anxiousiy around the car.
"My dear, don't you think it is awful
warm here!''
..Open the window then," sagges-
ted Mr.. Spoopendyke. ''Press your
thumb on the catch and raise the
sash. Give it hard jerk, that'l
loosen it"
Mrs. Spoopendyke followed in
structions, split her glove, knocked
the skin off her knnckle, and then sat
down in high state Of perturbation.
THAT the best You can dol" de-
manded Mr.. Spoopendyke. He gave
the window wrench, but it firmly
resisted.
| ''Won't, eh!" he growled. SCOT
some kind Of a notion that this is the
Fourth Of July and the right season
Of the year to manifest independence,
haven't ye2 Come up!' and his fin
ger slipped off the lock, leaving q
piece Of the bark behind. 'Oh, ho!"
he roared. "Bite, do ye! P'raps
you think some woman with wax
thumb is working this hoist! It ain't
I tell ye, nor it amt any infant! This
is Spoopendyke who is engineering
this particular lift, and ye're going
through the top OF the car!''
With which exordium Mr.. Spoop-
endyke planted his hat firmly on his
head and tugged at the window until
his face looked like the danger side Of
a switch target.
Never mind, my DEAR" pleaded
Mrs. Spoopendyke. SIT isn't as warm
as it was, and 1 don't care about
having it up.''
''It amt eh?'' howled Mr.. Spoop-
endyke, bracing himself for another
attack. 81 s'pose you've got some
kind of an idea that this is a sort of
refrigerating process I'm going
through! Maybe you think this ex-
ercise is calculated to precipitate an
early frost and ruin the peach crop," "
he continued.
Perhaps it is stuck at the top"
suggested Mrs. Spoopendyke.
''No doubt of it," squealed Mr..
Spoopendyke, turning suddenly on
her. Somebody's been here and
screwed it fast to the roof! P'raps
he's up there yet, holding on to it,
but if be is, he'll think a steam jacl
machine is working underneath him
Look out up there, she's coming
Brace yourself for your fight to tn,
spheres, for Spoopendyke has got .
grip on now that'n last till something
lgives way!" and the worthy gentle
man took hold once more and toiled
while bis wife lodged suspender but
tons and back strap buckles.
81 think I saw it move," she re
marked encouragingly.
"Did, did vel" howled Mr.. Spoop
endyke, whose hands were numbei
by his exertions. ssDid ye notiet
which way it went? What d ye dt
to the thing when We tried it?'' be de
manded, a new idea occurring to him
"Don't ye know ye broke it when yor
were fooling around here? Come up
will ye? Oh, linger not, but come
oh come, come up, come ap with met
and throwing himself into his jol
with a despainng onslaught. Mr.
lSpoopendyke missed hls hold, fel
over backwards into bis seat, wherv
he sat glaring at his distressed wife
the picture Of baffied energy.
| THAT what We wanted?'' he hisset
between his teeth. "Haveye accom-
Iplished your design? Got any NOR,
| choresye want done before they begiI
to measure me for shrond?"
"Don't bother about it, DEAR" pur
red Mrs. Spoopendyke, patting hi
head tenderly. ''I'd rather have
shut than open, for it isn't half a
warm as supposed it was.''
''Then what'd ye want to max
such fuss about?'' howled Mr.
Spoopendyke, still writhing under th
sting of defeat. "H you're COG
enough, what'd ye hoist me up ther
like hired man for? Oh, your
cool enough! II l had your tempera
ture, I'd fit myself up with band O
music and bar-room, and hire my
lself out as summer resort?''
II don't care" soliloquized Mrs
Spoopendyke, as o brakeman steppe
Iup and opened the window with III
! tie jerk. "My husband may not b
very strong, but he's willing. An
the next time want window oper
, ed I'll have it done before we leay
, home," and Mrs. Spoopendyke arrar
ged her hat, and devoted the rest Z
the day to the einder in her husband
eye.
Ell Chorus of excited boys 1.-THE
e the lightning struck you?' Skippt
t {indifferently): ..Oh, yes, 1 ".
/: leanin' agin the maipInast when