The Monitor. [volume] (Woodstown, N.J.) 1884-1892, 1886-03-26

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"Solld nonpareil." ran to the hook and
clapped it on, and dashed ont of the Office
like shot.
Next day Mr.. Boggs took the copy off
the hook
'''Solid nonpareil.' hey?" said he
Wen solid nonparcil it =
He scratched at little Simeon's dircc-
tions and wrote over II, Long primer
double-cad Genius triumphed again
for the time, but Mr. Boggs found out lit
tie Simeon's strategy in some way after a
month or SO. Little Simeon was satisfied
that he was discovered by seeing in the
Beacon LigAt ono week after his stirring
appeal TO the people to support Sloeum for
Pathmaster set in solid nonparei. and a
half-column communication on the subject
of llcrcdity from Psychological Point Of
View, which he had taken the chance of
getting in the paper to oblige a scientific
friend. heading the editorial column in
doublc-leaded long primer. Then little
Simeon knew that it was futile to interfere
where Mr.. Boggs ruled, and he meckly
submitted
Little Simeon was deeply in love with
the village blacksmith's pretty daughter.
She was as meek and quiet and gentle as
she was pretty, which is saying a great
deal, and she returned little Smeon's love.
One Christmas the girls Of Grassville were
getting mp little entertainment for the
benefit of the church. and the blacksmith S
lovely daughter was appointed commit
tee to see that proper notice OF the affair
should be given in the BeacoH Light. She
told little Simeon that very night that
there must he good notice in the paper
that week. for Friday was Christmas.
Little Simeon said to his sweetheart that
she would have TO see Mr.. Boggs about
the matter, as he had charge of all such
things on the Beacon Light. The black
smith pretty daughter went to the news
paper Office the next day. Little Simeon
was ont She walked meekly and quietly
mp to Mr.. Boggs. and, in her gentle way,
told him what she wanted, and asked him
if he would give them good notice.
Maybe you don't know me, Mr.
Boggs ?" she said. I'm Miss Fry, the
blacksmith daughter
ooh , you are, ell ~ said Mr. Boggs,
turning about and talking very loud
tWell, there's never been any blacksmith
ing done around this Office, and there never
will be as long as I'm here. You can't get
any notice in this paper =
Well 1t was all that Miss Fry could
do to keep back her tears, and she hurried
from the office half-scared to death. On
her way home she met little Simeon. Then
she could contain herself no longer, and
began to boo-hoo in earnest. AS soon as
she was able she told him how rndely she
had been treated by Mr.. Boggs, and what
he had said to her Little Simeon said
nothing, but after leaving the blacksmith $
daughter at her house lie walked very rap
idly back to the Beacon Light Office. Peo-
pie that he met turned and locked after
! him.
whats up with little Simeon - they
said 'Ain't crazy is he?'
When little Simeon reached the office.
he went mp stairs three steps at time.
He dashed through the door, and shut it
after him with bang. He mover stopped
until he reached Mr.. Boggs. Mr.. Boggs
was a six-footer.
''Shc can't get any notice in this paper,
ell? ~ yelled little Simeon, and he sprang
in the air and hit Mr. Boggs a thump I'M
der the ear that dropped him in a heap on
the floor Little Simeon pounccd on him.
He hammered and clawcd and kicked
He scattered the astonished Mr.. Boggs
about the floor like a bag of chat. Billy
Puterbaugh climbed clear mp on his case.
and looked down on the frantic little Sim
con with bullying eyes, as he thrashed the
hitherto invinciblc Mr. Boggs around.
Galleys were pied, frames upset, and gem
eral chaos was apparently approaching.
Mr.. Boggs seemed utterly helpless in the
hands of the Infatuated little Simeon, and
after batting him about like an old tin
kettle, until Billy Putorbausl thought he
must surely be dead. little Simeon dragged
MN TO une nedu oi t1c StdlIS anu ttliHpith
him from top to bottom.
''Maybe there's never been any black
smithing done around this establishment, :
exclaimed little Simeon, as he came back
and looked about him, "but if he don t
think there's been a little done just now,
then he's tougher than | think he is -
Then little Simeon sat down in his sane
tum. 81 'spose he'll come back and kill
me, by and by said he, ''but don't care
a cuss.
But Mr. Boggs didn't come back. The
next day little Simeon sat in his office, I'M
easy in his mind The door slowly opened,
and head done up in bandages and plas-
ters was thrust through the opening. Then
an altogether broken up individual limped
in after the head. 1t was Mr.. Boggs.
Little Simeon thought the inevitable had
come, and he sprang to his feet to sell his
life as dearly as possible. But Mr.. Boggs
threw up his hands and said imploringly
Don't strike me- Mr.. Mix y
''Mr. Mix y exclaimed little Simeon.
'sThe poor fellow is crazy
Then Mr., Boggs went on to say that he
wanted to so to work; that he couldn't be
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