The Grenada gazette. (Grenada, Miss.) 1885-18??, 1886-04-24
JACKS BREAKFAST,
How It Was Carried Over Until
Tea Time.

What a breakfast l shall eat.''
thought Jack Abbott as he turned into
Middle Temple Lane, towards the cham
berS of his old friend and tutor, Good
all. How Ishall cram down the rolls
Especially the inside bits); how apollo
gize for n cup more! But Goodall
is an excellent old fellow, he won't
mind. To be sure, I'm rather late.
The rolls will be cold, but any thing
will be delicious. If | met a baker |
could eat his basket Jack Abbott
was a g~ood-hearted, careless fellow,
who had walked hat morning from
Hendon to breakfast by appointment
with his tutor. Arrived at the door of
his friends room he knocks, and the
door is opened by Goodall himself, a
thin, grizzled parsonage, in an old
great-coat, shaggy eyebrows, and a
most bland and benevolent expression
OF countenance-a sort of Dominic
Sampson, an angel Of the dusty heaven
OF book-stalls and the British Museum.
Unfortunately for the hero of our
story, this angel of sixty-tive, unshaven
and with stockings down at the heel.
had a memory which could not recol-
lect what had been told him six hours
before, much less six days. Accord
ingly he had finished his breakfast long
before his late pupil had presented HIM
self. The angel was also very short
sighted, and in response to Jack Alb
bolts hearty: well, howd'ye do, my
dear sir? I'm afraid I'm very late"
replied in the blandest tones: 'Ah,
dear me!-I'm very-I beg pardon
pray who is it have the pleasure of
speaking TOP"
What! don't you recollect me, my
dear sir? Jack Abbott. | met YOU, you
know, and was to come and"
''Oh, Mr.. Abbott, is it?' NY dear
Mr.. Abbott, to think / should not see
you! And how is the good lady, your
mother?n
Very well, very well indeed, sir
here Jack glanced atthe breakfast-table.
I'm quite rejoiced to see that the break
fast-cloth is not removed. I'm horribly
late. But don't take any trouble, my
good sir. The kettle, l see, is still
on the hob. I'll cut myself a
piece of bread and butter Immediately"
"Ah! You have come to breakfast.
have you, my kind boyp That is very
good of you, very good indeed"
''Ah," thought hungry Jack Abbott,
even when he sighed. How
he has forgotten the invita-
ion!-Thank you, my dear sir, thank
you. To tell the truth, I'm very
hungry, hungry as a hunter. / walked
all the way from Hendon this morn
BLESS me! Did you indeedp Why,
hats a very long way, isn't it' Well,
I'll make some fresh tea, and"
II beg pardon" interrupted Jack,
Who in a fury of hunger and thirst was
out what tea he could find in
he pot, 81 can do very well with this,
at any rate to begin with" !
"Ah! But I'm sorry to see--what are
re to do for milkP I'm afraid | must !
eep you waiting while ! step out for a
Don't stir, l beg you!" calculated '
ur hero, don't think of it, my dear
II. l can do very well without milk, c
a indeed; l often do without milk" r
well, indeed, 1 have met with such a
stances before, and it's very lucky
,u do not care for milk, but b
ell, well! if the sugar-basin isn't Il
npty! will 60 out instantly. My
It must be under those pamphlets" il
Don't think Of such II thing, pray p
mt, my dear, SIR" cried Jack. "You
ay think IL odd; but sugar, ! can as SO
re you, is a thing that / don't at all til
re for. The bread, my dear sir, the fe
Is all ! require, just thatpiece." m
well, sir, you're very good, and al
ry temperate; but now-ah, as for bi
tier | don't believe" pt
ButterI'' interrupted our hero in