Spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1845-1913, 1886-02-10

he was reading.
"W-h-a-t!o said little Simeon with a
start.
mark it solid nonparcil," " said Billy,
"and old Boggs II set it doublc-lcaded IN
primer, an I'll bet on it."
"But, law! Billy" said little Simeon,
aghast at the thought "S'posc he finds
us out"
Billy shrugged his shoulders and said
it was none Of his circus but said that
heed bet hislifc that ifhc wanted anything
doublc-lcadcd in a paper of his, he'd
have it double loaded or bust his bilcr.
Little Simeon pondcred over the mat
ter minute or two the wrote on the copy
"Solid nonparci," ran to the hook and
clappcd it on, and dashed out OF the
office like shot
Next day Mr.. Boggs took the copy of
the hook.
&" Solid nonporcil' hey" said hc
Wen solid nonparcil it,"
lie scratched at little Simcon's dircc-
tion's and wrote over it, "Long primer,
double lead" Genius triumphcd again
for the time, but Mr. Boggs found out
little Simcon's strategy in some way after
Il month or so. Little Simeon was salts
fed that he was discovered by seeing in
the Beacon Light one week after his
stirring appeal to the people to support
Slocum for Pathmastcr set in solid non
parcil, and Il half-column communication
on the subject of lIcridity from aPsychol-
ogical Point of View, which he had TAX
en- the chance Of getting in the paper to
obligc scientific friend heading the cd
itoria column in doublc-lcadcd long-prim'
or Then little Simeon knew that it was
futile to interfere where Mr.. Boggs ruled,
and he mcckly 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 great
deal, and she returned little Simcon's
love. One Christmas the girls of Grass
vile were getting up little entertain
mcnt for the benefit of the church, and
the blacksmiths lovely daughter was ap-
pointed a committee to see that proper
notice of the affair should be given in the
Beacon Light. She told little Simeon
that very night that there must be u
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 blaCksmith's
pretty daughter went to the newspaper
office the next day. Little Simeon was
out. She walked mcckly and quietly up
to Mr.. Boggs, and, in her gentle way,
told him what she wanted, and asked
him if he would give them good notice.
"Maybc you don't know me, Mr..
Boggs!' she said. "I'm Hiss Fry, the
blacksmith's daughter"
"Oh! you are, ch?" said Mr.. Boggs,
turning about and talking very loud
"Wcll, there's never been any black
smithing 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 hur-
ried 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-boo in earnest. As
soon as she was able she told him how
rudcy she had been treated by Mr..
Boggs, and what he had said to her,
Little Simeon said nothing, but after
leaving the blaoksmith's daughter at her
house. he walked very rapidly back to
the Beacon Light office. People that he
met turned and looked after him.
"What's up with little Simeon" they
said. "Ain't crazy is hcW
When little Simeon reached the Office,
he went up stairs three steps at time
| lie dashed through the door, and shut it
after him with bang. lie never stop
ped until he reached Mr.. Boggs. Mr..
Boggs was a siX-footcr.
"Shc can't get any notice in this paper,
eh2" yelled little Simeon, and he sprang
in the air and hit Mr.. BoggS a thumT
under the car that dropped him in {
heap on the floor. Little Simeon pounced
on him. lie hammered, and clawed, and
| kicked. He scattered the astOundcd Mr.
Boggs about the floor like bag of chaif
Billy Puterbaugh climbed clear up on hi
case, and looked down on the frantic lttl,
Simeon with bulging eyes, as he thrashcC
the hitherto invinciblc Mr.. Boggs around
Gallcys were pic .ramcs upset, and gen
eral chaos was apparently approaching
Mr. Boggs seemed utterly helpless in tn,
hands of the iniuriated little Simeon, ant
after batting him about like an old tin
kettle, until Billy Putorb3ugh though
he must surely be dead, little Simeon
dragged him to the head of the stairs ant
tumblcd him from top to bottom.
"Maybc there's never been any black
smithing done around this establish
mcnt," exclaimed little Simeon, as h,
came back and looked about him, "bu
if he don't think there's been littl,
done Just now. then he's tougher than
think he is.'
Then little Simeon sat down in hi
sanctum. 81 'sposc he'll conc back anC
kill me, by and bye" said he, but ! don
care a cuss."
But Mr.. Boggs didn't come back. TIL
next day little Simeon sat in his Office
uneasy in his mind. The door slowl
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