The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1884-09-06
FAMILY FACES.
WadiDg Through Twenty-Five Pages OF
Family Likenesses.

| X. j. burdette.
I Oh, yes, said, 1 always enjoy look
/, ing at photographs. Photographs an
{ autographs just dote on. l had, my
, self, large collection of the auto
graphs of eminent tradesman, mostl
local, to which was daily adding, pa
dsyly, that was.
,, She was serious sort of a woman
Mrs. Squaretop, and never smiled q
my feeble joke as she handed me tn
!, album to look over until her husban
, came in from the field. 1 had just en-
gagged summer board.
am man accustomed to famil
photograph albums. You can't foo
me on them. L have sat up with then
from Halifax to Denver, and I know
them by name and sight. Pa and m,
and that's grandpa and that's grandms
and here's Uncle George, and this is al
aunt of pas, she's very wealthy anC
has no children and pa is her favoritt
nephew; and this is young lady
went to school with, and this is hit
brother Henry, and this is cousin Sue
and this is Aunt Hattie's baby, and this
is young man Harry went to school
with, and-do you know who this isl
Ah, you, now l won't listen to another
word. 1t amt bit like me, anyhow
it's horrid, and this is pas clerk, and
this is-lo, he, he-a young man-no,
won't tell you his name; he lives in
Kickapoo, and this ls-oh, my son, you
can't stand me on photograph albums.
know just where the family ends and
the strangers file in.
So praised everybody's ugly, flat,
expressionless, staring, stupid mug in
Mrs. Squaretop's album, and / diff
everything all right on the first ahn
second quarter and was coming along
splendidly, and drew up on the strang-
ers just in sight of the distance pole,
and usually feel little tired then and
rest myself on the strangers.
"And who," 1 said airily, sis the
placid old female who had her face
ironed out while it was hotP"
"That Mr.. Squaretop's MOTHER"
1 felt elated. Evidently the old lady
was not so placid as she looked.
Sand old before taking" 1 said;
"this forlorn old ghost just disappear
ing into his shady collarp"
That was Mrs. Squaretop!s great
uncle, grand old man, one CT the
signers of the declaration of indepen-
dence. That is, he would have signed
it, she exclaimed, only the soliciting
committee got all the signatures they
wanted just before they got to him. 1
had struck snag, but not bad one.
The uncle was out of place, anyhow.
He ought to be run down. 1 laughed
and said:
"This old boy who has just been
blown up in powder mill-did his
friends known that he contemplated
this photograph"
That was her fathers cousin, who
was very dear to her. 1t has always
been considered by good judges an ex-
cellent picture. She said it again, and
left out the good and placed the en-
phasis on plain, unadorned judges.
Somehow 1 wished she wouldn't.
l next found ''pirate stricken with
remorse," which proved to be her half
brother, whom she loved more dearly
than any of her own brothers; and then
| tried to even up by praising the angel
ic face on the opposite page. All! there |
w DIS n ldCC lOl q Lndn W lONO, buClO W Do |
n countenance to shine in mans |
home and his heart like sunshine-ah
la!
1t was Mr.. Squaretop's first wife.
Then went at it again and tried to
,heck the falling thermometer by say
ng tina. the imbecile with the curly
lair would look less like an ass if he
lad simply had his hat photographed,
IS that was evidently what he had bor-
owed that silk tile for, but as the i'm
'ecile was Mrs. Squaretop's dearest
ousin it was failure, and l settled
own for final effort on ssthe suab
yith the snub nose," and wondered if
% had as many brains as he had but
ons and freckles, adding that it was
marvellous how awfully black red hair
lways took in photograph. 1t was
FRS. Squaretop's eldest son, now at
Vest Point, and was greatly relieved
y the opportune entrance of Mr..
quaretop, Sr., at that moment: He
owed, and waited for an introduce
on. got it.
"This was Mr.-ah-," she said.
"Featherly," l said, bowling. |,
"Leatherhead," she accepted, sweet
:; "he came to look at two rooms in
le south wing, but I think they will
ardly suit him. They are scarcely
ry enough"
l didn't want them to think l was s
inning away or was frightened, and !
} sauntered down the road after 1 7
id good-by with slow motions, but |
king awful strides. So wasn't 500 {
lrds down the road before Mr. Square 9
p emerged over the orchard fence,
4lling on me to stop minute. He
light as well have asked me to stop a t
hole week. A man clad in the habil- l
lents of a plowboy is not arrayed for q
foot-race, and before 1 was quite a
ross the country line he had given up
e chase. r
l still retained unimpaired my excel 9
Mt voice for photograph albums, but I
have no patience with people who U
after their relatives all the way q
rough them. What shall it profit a {
sitor if he wade safely and gracefully
rough twenty-nine pages and then I
under in 1S0 fathoms on first cousin L
an only sonP
Usage orange Should be pruned three b
mes during the summer. b