Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1884-01-09

chain, a large gold watch +! While do
ing this he saw something glitter aud
scintllate in the light. He looked
again. and on one of his fingers was a
magnificent diamond ring.
We'll. l never!' he exclaimed -
when, where did get these things
and how?'
BY your voice. answered the little
man, throwing his stick fifty feet in the
air and fairly catching it on the end OF
his nose as it fell. Now, Slgnor
Smuddiol Ha ha! That's good !
From Joe Smudd to Giuseppe Smud"
dio. Pray, slenor, enter. Beauty,
wealth, popularity await you in the
palace OF the muses-:he home Of culti-
vsted harmony IN east Fourteenth
street. Ha! ha! Allons, slgnor J.
Joe felt himself pulling up and swell
ing with bis importance.
He bad not. so be thought, been
more than comfortably, seated 10 the
carriage, when be found himself stand
ing behind the footlights Of the stage ol
vast theatre. Before him were
thousands of faces. There we're eager,
expectant faces everywhere, and near
as leader of The orchestra, swinging in
the air his big stick, was the queer
little man who had insisted upon his
honoring the occasion.
And as he stood in the vast presence
cheer upon cheer created the sobblcr.-
1t rang in his ears like mighty storm
of sound. Then there came at the END
otita tremendous crash of music, Big
drum and little drum, bugle and trum'
net. clarionet and serpent, and fifty
other instruments sent forth one mighty
aud harmonious voice.
When the instrumental part nat
been brought TO close, there was
dead silence. So still was it that Jo'
Smudd. alias Giuseppe Smudio. coulo
hear the ticking of his watch, the beat
ing of bis heart
Sing Sing, Siguor Spuddlo; Dye
hear y screamed the little man, risln4
and throwing bis stick with furious
gesture upward until it struck tie cell
lng. and which on falling hi. the bald
pate of the big drummer, causing lha'
much injured gentleman to howl will
pain.
Joe opened his mouth as if 10 sing
and, Notwithstanding the audIepc'
again applauded more deleriousiy thar
on his advent, never word or nol'
could he get out OF bis throat.
There he be stood, as if tTansixed
+, with his mouth wide open !
The people in the palquelte an
. boxes and galleries, perceivins this
began to stamp, aud then to hiss an
groan.
As this had no effect on the yoca
organ OF the unfortunate Joe, the
commenced throwing lll-smelling eggs
roiton oranges and deca}ed cabbage
. at him, and these little attentions wer
followed by bowling and screaming an
tearing up of the seats aud the firing c
all kinds Of missiles at the little con
duc,or who had brought hin TO thi
mass. and who, it was evident
was wild with anger aud indigpa
lioD.
, The marked disapprobation Of tn
audience grew in intensity. Pandemo
mum seemed TO have drifted from it
anchorage into the house, aud through
it all. because he could OF help him
self or get out of the way, stood In
now pitably besmearea meucer
boots and shoes.
Then came fearful explosion, ant
Joe Smudd found himself shot into th
air and going swift as cannon ball
but wbithers
sJoe! Joe y cried a soft voice, wax
up! What is the matter? 4? You're tumt
ling about and groaniug at an awfI
, rate
What? p exclaimed the cobbler. a
/ he leaped from the floor 10 his feet
am here How came l in this room
Oh. what relief! Where's my gol'
watch. my diamond lingering, an
those splendid clothes ? Lord, ho'
they frightened me, and L couldn't slng
a bit for them!
. Are YOU crazy, Joe?' ask the so
voice and in sweeter tone than a
first.
'Crazy?' repeated the coTdwainer
Tell me, Kilty-am Joe Smudd. th
cobbler, or Sgnor Smuddio, the singer
The perseu addressed as Kitty
!, fair. pleasant-iaced girl OF eighteen o
twenty Laughed in Low, s:lVerl
voice as she answered:
Mad as a March hare . Joe, yo
ought 10 be locked up IN an asylum 10
the demented, With the o.her SAM
people that are put thereIn.
so it was dream, Joe continued
I 1T was just awful, KITTY, aud I'm gla
I'm safely out oft. What was thai
roar and crash heard 2
why, you upset the stove-you iel
over it, Kitty answered. Ca, Joe. l
there had been fire in it. we'd have ha'
fearful time of 1t this awful winter
uight-lud to- morrow Chrstmss day
You knowv
Joe looked at the young girl an
SAID, 10 los, hurried way:
Kitty, l have an idea. | want
beautiful, kind, good Christmas pres
= ent. Do you know wha; wanl, "hi
Imust have Tomorrow, Klttyg Yo
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