New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1888-10-14
NETWORK LIFE.
THE RETURN OF THE NATIVE

M N.,r. returns carly in October. He leaves town
nm saturday evening for the country place "no'c ,'
little family have been summerins oh 'no ,'I
they arc to home with him. ia'' ro's' N'N'
from the summer campaign.
us snends restful or useful Sabbath, corui"s
trunks and lifting out trays in answer 10 mamma ca
hausted appeals os which fastens
the ton of the hamper trunk and Tvs DOWN az III,
ho,,om under all the clothes. James, love- wouu
Won mind lifting out this tray' IL nur'' MY ''
IN bend and Felicie and Mary are busy.
flames dear, sitting down despondenty on the
corner Of the trunk the two domestics crciins o",
with linen piled UP in their arms mary say ~
c,ock has been packed up by mistake enc can 10
member which trunk IL ILL., % s
OF them again" .o.,,o
on and this james love breads as he does pa''ie'
murder and sudden DEATH ,,rr
lanes dearest the children seem 10 DC quarrciiins
dreadfuly on the veranda won't Sou eo '
keen them quiet for a litte?"
a, which lanes large and flushed, his alpaca coat
e.nn,np hack from his pory form, the paper crumpea
IN his hand bangs open the wire door 10 the pi0os
and heroically abandons himself 10 the 'or'uiv -,
,nakes no attempt TO protect himself against INC I'M
portunties Of his offspring. who hall his advent WIN
cnraptured cries and fall upon him ereeuhS'
On Monday at noon they start. The children eaoh
carry some of tho spoils of the summer hoso n
in a cardboard box with hole In the Top 10 pfo'.n
Mu,nbx from being cut of like a rose In his prime oy
sufrocaton. Through this hole Murphy VINO Is 'no
victim of devouring curiosity, thrusts o"' MS -,
muzxle every few moments, takes rapiu ooup 'S
NJ his surroundings and falls back on his oouch VI
grass in state OF stupefed surprise ber'ic oaI''
box of birds eggs. 1t is cigar eoA' anu .no
COLLECTION Is at present in It's incpiency consisting
of one sparrows egg and the fragments OF sea gun
found upon the beach. The rival charms OF murphy
and the birds eggs have been cause oil COMBAT a'
summer Their powers Of rufing domestic peace
seem inexhaustiblc. With uDdlminsheu N'"oi'S'
Berthe and Rose rally to their standards ana mce' "i
the clash of combat, joyously belllserent
Following the vanguard Of Father and Rose, comes
mamma with Broody By the hand Broody mas MS
shining brushed out, and carries MS TN pan anu
shovel carefully selected by himself as ahoroihg
form of occupation appropriate to tho tram. teIcc
follows covered with coats and shaws and carrying
haps and a bird cage This bird is Broodys trophy
of the summer 1t is by rights Berries. but IL was
feared that in Bertles hands 1t would become
counter irritant Murphy, and influence sun hieher
the emulation created by that unconscious reptile Last
of all comes Mary, carrying the baby, who SUMMERS
sveetly, pink and fat under white veil
The ride on the train long, hot ana ousty'
Mamma and Broody and the baby sat In the stateroo
and went 10 sleep Felicic and Mary gossiped IN an
empty scction-so Rose and BERTHE had lovely time
over all the bags IN the aisle In successon-a game
usually played in bed among the yielding soitness OF
pillows, and correctly known as Buhaio Bull
Berthe was the Buffalo Bull-the choice character OF
the pecea part which he invested with all the power
of his lungs to the surprise and awe Of his fellow
passengers. Rose the settler pursued by the
enraged bovine. Her performance was simple She
had merely to reach with tie utmost speed a spot
sacred from the Intrusion of the Buffalo, and known
in the language of the frontier as Hunk
When Buffalo Bull had palled the participants, hot
and brcathlcss, repaired 10 the watercOoer for re-
freshment Here an agreement made that the
one who could first empty glass of water without
drawing breath could have the loan of Murphy for
week The competition was fierce and reused tho
car to apprehensions which finally found uterance in
Berthe, anxiously watching Rose struggling with her
third glass.
"If you drink SC fast, Rose, you'll be like Little
Jacob in the poem, who burst into two halves
These bets as to the others staying powers were
much in vogue with BERTHE and Rose. Thcrc had
been a rivalry of two years standing as
TO who could take the most mustard on their cold
beef Berthe. usually victor He had reduced
1t to q science.
"when II burns you in the nose,' be confded TO
Rose "smell piece of bread and you're all right'
Whether it that Rose resented comparison
between herself and Little Jacob who in reality burst
nom too much eating, whether whispered taunt
reused the ready blood Of BERTHE, no knows.
But, of a sudden, that sporsmanlike and peaceful
alteration at the water-coOer broke into furious
battle and the voice Of Rose burst forth from
whirl of flying fists. each word firmly planted with
a swinging blow.
"You-nasty- abomnable-barbarous-bo
They for Father and found him all unsuspecting
in the smoking room. He untwined the heroes, now
locked In strenuous embrace, and enqured udlcally
"Who hit the first blows
She began IT, father" said the plausible BERTHE,
with his head on one side and looking patiently
maryrzed, " she slapped frstn
al know it, dssolving into sobs. "but he kicked
before that"
"That doesn't count Father asked who hit
FIRST
" Did you kick your little sister? ?" asks Father with
sudden and awful sternness.
"well, Father, this was the way Of IT, was
standing In the doorway swinging my leg and she
all Of sudden crowded past, IL seems to have
hit her. OF course you can't call that kicking her."
SO Father comforts Rose lie takes her on his |
knee and they have little Irritation. Holding him /
by the two ears so that he may not coyly turn his
face awa,, she looks with interest his visage and
proceeds TO crtcise his beauty.
"You have such funny fiat ears, father dear, she
says in her gay, fresh voice, audible throughout the
car. they're just tight against your head as |
though they'd been glued down. When Broody was a |
baby his ears stood out so, cut up little /
strips Of plaster and plsstercd them down tight |
Perhaps your mother did it TO you When you were a
baby
Father looking bashful disclalms any such vanity |
On the part OF his mother.
:" You must not be too severe my looks, Rose !
he says playfuy, "becanse I'm old and have a glass
eye and false teeth
Rose laughs silvery laugh Of disbelief
"Oh no, father" waggling her head sagely, know
you're fooling Cause our walter I'm the country |
had glass eye and he wank once all summer |
long,
"Wel, then,' continues Father, willing to CAN'T, |
ulafc before the varied accomplishments eyccss
waiter, but perssting In the depreciation OF his other
charms you must believe that I'vc got false teethp
Rose Is dubious
Il don't even believe that she says doubtfuIly
amer a pause "bccausc If they were false they'd be
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