The Ohio Democrat. (Logan, O. [Ohio]) 1886-1906, 1888-12-01
LITTLE PAUL.
He Gets Tired Doing "Nuhn"-How II,
Disposed of Seven ''Hanners."

sick; though she rested quietly in the
big front chamber upstairs, the house
was full of bustling and walking on tip.
toe. Mary was busy getting dinner.
Mamma was watching grandma while
the nurse slept. 1t was dull for Paul,
as he could not play horse or slide down
the bannisters, for mamma had warned
neighbors' boys and girls had gone to
school; Paul was not quite old enough
to go. He sometimes cried over this
sad fact, but only when he thought no
one could see him. He would go out to
the barn and stand before the big red
horse; while one eye was filed by his
fist, he would look tearfully from the
other and say: II fink it's too bad /
can't go to school, don't you, Fannyp
If amt big as Tommy Jones and don't
ter, and / can drive you and he can't"
And this morning he was much lonelier
than usual. Mamma heard queer
choking little noise. She went to the
door. Paul was curled up on the stair
way, with his head hidden in the folds
OF his kilt skirts.
"Oh! mamma" he murmui ed, "rm
orful tired of doing muffin"
"Poor child! That is hard work.
And what does my little man want TO
do?" Mamma sat down on the stairs
and took Paul on her lap.
al don't know perzactly, but fink
would like to squeal and make big
noise like Fourth of July"
But grandma" suggested man.
ma.
"Yes, know. Then you might let
me go and help papa keep store
awhile"
This was a treat not often allowed,
for the store was some way from the
house and papa said he was a nuisance
If people came to trade. Paul thought
he could take care of himself if papa
would put him in the candy-casc. Mem
ma put clean collar, with a bright
blue sailor tie, around his chubby neck,
kissed him, and off he started, on what
my slangY nephew calls a dog-trot.
Papa was busy writing as Paul came
into the store, but he did not look up
though he had watched his little boy
coming down the road. So Paul, think
ing he had not been seen, ran and
climbed on the back rounds of papa's
chair. C!asping his fat hands over
papa's eyes, he demanded in shrill
tones:
II say, old fellow, you don't know
who / is, Iii bet Il cent. Say, do you,
now?"
Papa drew long breath.
at isn't Deacon Low, is itp'
mo, stree. Guess again, papa?n
shrieked Paul, in high delight.
Il guess it's DIR. Lane, then"
"Why, papa" said Paul, plaintively,
az should fink you'd know better'n
that
$50 should l." answered papa,
laughingly, and putting out his arms
he lifted Paul around into his lap.
Il fink" said Paul. after he had been
kissed, "that you ought to give me sum
fin for fooling you so awfully, papa"
Papa doubted the fooling, but signitied
his willingness to give. II like han
ners," Paul said, gravely. At this
broad hint papa got him IL big yellow
one. In less than five minutes this was
devoured. Yes, that is the right word
-devoured. Then he sighed: I'm
orful fond of hannars." Papa took the
hint again, this time giving him a
plump red banana. Then Paul went
and played in the back store among the
feeces of wool, the barrels of flour and
the Goldfish. After an hour papa miss
ed him, and where do you think he
WASP In the bin where the coarse rock
salt was kept Paul was fast asleep as if
it had been the downiest feather-bed.
His yellow curls on the white salt made
n sweet picture. Papa woke him. 80,
my fine young man, you took ride
into No Mans LandPh "Yes, the old
sand man coined along. i don't fink
he's very perlite old man when fell
Ter wants to play. Can't you give me
another hammer, papa?" An l like
yaller ones bester than reds" Papa
got him another, saying: Don't you
think you had better run home, now,
little boy, or mamma will be worried"
"Yes, an give me hammer for her.
She'd be so s'prised!" Papa got one.
.Do it up, or l might lose it." Papa
did it up.
"Nurse likes hammers" Papa put one
in for her.
"An' poor Mary, she's maxim pies
for dinner" In went one for Mary.
Don't forget gamma, papa"
"But grandma is sick, and the doctor
wouldn't let her eat one"
Sure 'nuff," said Paul, and his little
face clouded over, then frightened.
"Pve thought of II way; If gamma
really can't eat hers, might eat it for
her."
"You rascal" laughed papa; but he
put in banana for her. When Paul
got home he went and sat down on the
front door step, TO rest awhile in the
shade before distributing the bananas.
After awhile he peeped into the bag.
"Poor gamma's so sick, don't believe
she'll want hers" So he ate II.
whats one hammer" he said aloud,
looking into the bag again. "One ham
ner amt nuffin'." he answered himself,
On ha ata mammals ssWhat's two ham