Catoctin clarion. [volume] (Mechanicstown, Md.) 1871-1940, 1884-04-03
YOUNG )NULKIITLE
Brings His Mothers Weary Heart
in Sorrow One Day Nearer to
thu Grave.
IArIsansaw Traveller.

iArkansaw Traveller.
When Mrs Mu'kittlc announced her inten-
ton If going down town, the boy threw
down nail with which ho had been gougng
the carpet and declared that he was going
with her. OF course she objected but
of cours, she yielded after pl,ad-
ings and promises on his part.
"Where are you going as they walked
along
"TG Clipman's book store"
Then followed a series of questions and
answers, winding up with the adnonition
from Mrs. Mukittle:
1Dont you say word while we are in the
store," and they entered @ large house where
go ly books, that arc rarely read, and where
ungodly books that are read, CLEANED In
gid ID array.
MIR. Clipman, a wcllknown dignitary in
the church, and whose wealth Of SHUTTER was
source of annoyance to himself ana a cause
Of amusement to unrelentng sinners, camo
forward rubbing his hands ami smiling in
that way which men put down as the work
incs of inward cant, but which women re-
gard as true afabity.
"Why, go.go-go-goGd morn-mo'n;ng, sister
Mul- Mulkirtlo GIig-gig-gla -ad to see you"
81 want Il nico Bible, please"
"Step-step-this way, Sis-ss-sistor Aul-Mul-
Mu!- Mulkittle"
"Maw," said tho boy, pulling at his mothers
dress "what's the matter with him:'
Iiush, in an aggravated whisper.
'tut your name amt Mui Mul-Mul Null
kite, is its"
"Oh, you li1tl, wretch" and she pinchel
him.
"Ouch, quit that now"
Mr. Clipn.n, still smiling, but gloworing
ct the boy, took down Il sacred v ok c,aal'cd
with brass.
Heres very ffi.ti-fno work, ill-!us-
tratei, | think by Do-DoD orc."
NAV what's the matter with his mouths"
"You SEQ this is beau beau beau-ti-hcaiit
fully bound, Sister Mul-Mul Mul-"
"Shc amt Sister Null Null ul, she's my
NAV"
"Wil:e!" exclaimed the poor woman, 'if
you don't hush III box your cars, you good
for noting little rascal" bat tho youn 5stcr,
having often experimental with his mothers
hrmncss knew that he stood i'll no lilne-
date danger.
sinister, what's the matter with you' Are
you scarelf"
The good churt Imam glarcd at the boy,
but smiling with desperate effort, sail:
You muS.nus .n,lstn't ask So many ques-
QNtSlltnS"--uNk 40 many lueSloHs, Ky niue
my little ma-ma-man. sometimes stutter.'
"What's stntter'
"Oh, my what shall 90 with himl Come
here to me, sir" Jerking his arm.
"Qiit that, now he RENAME quiet for a
f,w moments, watch ng an old negro woman
who came in with a basket. Just as the trad,
was about to DC cl)sod he aa.iHd:
"alister, do you ever pray"
"Oh yes, my-my little follow" darkiy
frowninG.
"But the Lord cant understand you, can
Ur!"
Tie good man turnel to Mrs Mulkittle.
9TH. Lord cant understand him, can lie,
maw"
The coed man looked appcalingly at Mrs,
Multttc, to whose eyes the tears Of ycXa"
tion AID embarrassment rushed.
1.-THE Lord would say, Go an learn how 10
talk, wouldn't lieN
The good man threw the book Oh a shelf
am. exc!aimcl:
"Take-tal;a that Observation-Disclosures
that hedgehog away. / wouldn't stand
him .-if-if rover soil another bocE-an-
other book il my li.li-itfr"
As the poor woman dragged tao boy from
the door he asked:
NAV, what is EclgahoEp