Madison times. (Tallulah, Madison Parish, La.) 1884-1???, 1884-09-06

quarter and was coming along splendid
ly, and drew up on the strangers just in
sight of the distance pole, and i usually
feel little tired then ard rest myself on
the strangers.
"And who" | said airily, "is the placid
old female who had her face irOned out
while it was hot?"
THAT was Mr.. Squaretop's mother"
rs. Square:op said half smiling, and L
lit elated. Evidently the old lady was
not so placid as she looked.
sand old before taking" I said; "this
forlorn old ghost just disappearing into
his shady collar"
That was Mrs. Squaretop's uncle, a
grand old man, one of the signers OF the
Declaration of Independence. 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. l had struck a snag, but
not bad one. The uncle was out OF
place, anyhow. He ought to be run
down. laughed and said:
"This only boy who has just been
blown up in a powder mill-did his
friends know that he contemplated this
Photographic"
That was her fathers cousin, who was
very dear to her. 1t has always been
considered by good judges an excellent
picture. She said it again, and LETT out
the good and placed the emphasis on
plain, unadorned judges. Somehow |
wished she wouldn't.
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 for man to love; there was q
countenance to shine In a mans home
and his heart like sunshine-ah-h!
1t was Mr.. Squaretop's first wife.
Then l went at it again and tried tC
check the falling thermometer by saying
that the imbecile with the curly hail
| would look less like an ass if he had
simply had his hat photographed, as
that was evidently what he had borrow
ed that silk tile for, but as the imbecile
| was Mr.. Squaretop's dearest cousin II
was failure, and l settled down for 6
| final effort on "the squad with the smut
nose" and wondered if he had as many
brains as he had buttons and freckles
adding that it was marvellous how awful
ly black red hair always took in a pho
tograph. 1t was Mrs. Squaretop's eldes
son. now at West Point, and j was great
ly relieved by the opportune entrance o
Mr.. Squaretop, ST., at that moment. Id
| bowed, and ] waited for an introduction
got it. H., ;s
"Featherly," said, bowling.
'Leatherhead." she accepted sweetly
che came to look at two rooms in tR
south wing, but think they will hardl..
suit him. They are scarcely air.
enough"
l didn't want them to think was run
ming away or was frightened, and so
sauntered down the road after | SAT-
good-by with slow motions, but takin
awful strides. So / wasn't 800 yard
down the road before Mr.. Squareto
emerged over the orchard fence, calm
ON me to stop a minute. He might a
well asked me to stop whole week.
man clad in the habiliments of a plo,
boy is not arrayed for a ioot-race, an
before l was quite across the count
line he had given UP the chase.
still retained unimpaired my exec
lent voice for photograph albums, but
have no patience with people who scat
ter their relatives all the way throug
them. What shall it profit visitor
he wade safely and gracefully throug
twenty-nine pages and then founder j
100 fathoms on a first cousin or an onl
son?