Weekly Chillicothe crisis., 1885-07-09

to investigate it. My wife settled on
the same night for one of her sympo'
Sums, to bs followed by u little pro-
gressive eucher and toned up trlile
by something in the rcfreshment line.
Ny wife is noted for her literary gath
ering.
Liggins came around as usual, and,
to alleviate his disappointment at my
not coming to time on astronomy, l
had waiter carry out Il dollar, a
plate of chicken salad, and a glass
of champagne. Unfortunately, the
bottle was left within his reach, and
he went home satisfied with every one
on this earth, aud especially grateful
to the solar system. For the first time
since | had known him he left his tcle-
scope on the back porch.
We got up late the next morning
and my wife was cross, but brighten
ed up when came home TO lunch.
Tom" said she, "do you know
how to run that telcscopC?'
"N-nO-l don't know as | do. Lig-
gins always attended to that"
She said nothing more about it and
went down town. When | returned
| found the girl on her knees scrub
bing a Kerosene spot on the sitting
room carpet and the wreck of the tcle'
scope, disscctcd by my wife. lying
about the floor. She grabbed me by
the arm and took me to window
There she held up piece of dirty
glass.
"What is that, do you think" she
asked, in her Surcrior way.
at looks like photo negative"
alt looks like it, but it isn't"
"Now listen" just as if | could dc
anything else but listen. "That mis-
cradle astronomer, whom | told my
friends was distinguished savong il
distress, is nothing but mean cheat
On this piece of glass is u clumsy pic
ture of the moon in India ink. Ilolr
it up to the sun. That light spot il
the moon, and this Opaque part repre-
scnts sky"
My face showed that didn't under,
stand her, and it irrltatcd her.
"That telescope was nothing but {
big tin tube bronzcd over with II slid,
up near the end, to slip this glass in
and place beyond it for a smal
hanging kerosene lamp to light it NJ
similar to II Transparency. That i
what you have been looking at all thi
time. Studying astronomy! GoOt
hcavcns!n
There are times when the Englisl
language does not fill the bill as ;
medium of expression.
My wife caught me struggling will
my overcoat. Thomas Henry, whcr
are you going?'
"lm going to interview Mr. Lig
gins"
"You shall do nothing of the sort
You will make yourself tho laughin!
stock of the town. Take on that coat.
My wife was right, aS usual.
How did You discover the fraudo"
asked, after | had cooled down. NJ
wife looked embarrassed, and | saw
there was something in tho wind.
did not find out that day, nor the next
but by strict attention to business
managed eventually 10 ascertain, Sh
had always believed the LivingStoncS
although they held their heads rathc
high, did not have enough to eat o
the table half the time. As we cal
command view Of their dining-roOu
from our sitting room window, by II,
Ing powerful glass, she had tried I
bring II little science to bear on tn
problem, with the narrated result.
When Liggns came for his telC
scope it was given him in pieces.
never saw hun again, but some month
later he sent for me to pay fine fo
vagrancy. He, however, went up fo
sixty days, and | shipped him cop
of "Dicks Sidcrcal Heavens, ono {
my early purchases, to comfort hin
in his scclusion. CiWcuce 4. Webster
in CbicagO LtdgCr.