The Pascagoula democrat-star. (Pascagoula, Miss.) 1878-1920, 1889-08-16

AtS &C. 49, 49,
dress.
Katy clear starched the garments
on bright morning very soon al
ter the conversation recorded, and
hung them out in spotless order to
dry, the examinations neatly pinned
to the line, the sleeves hanging
down, and the bosoms turned out
to the sun.
Mrs. D0dkinS sat in her room
mending IA pair of her husbands
socks, as "A good wife should, when
Katy appeared in he doorway, her
face red with excitement and her
ewes sticking out in dlsmay.
"Och, missus," she gasped, "thim
pesky goats is come over an
THEY'VE chawed livery bissid wan
av the masther's new shirts Z smith
Greens"
"Mercy on us, Katy" cried Mrs.
D0dkins, whatever Will Mr.. - but
il serves him right; he might have
shut the creatures up. All of them,
did you say, KaIyW
livery wan, mum, an they re the
raggedest lookln' lot We ever see.
Whativer shall we do wild 'em "
Mrs. Dodkins pondered a mo-
ment 1t was a delicate query
truly, but a broad smile illumlna-
ted her face a moment later as she
said: "Bring them in, Kitty, and
do them up as il nothing had oc-
cured, and lay them in the bureau
drawer"
Mr.. Dodkins repaired 10 his room
on Sunday morning he was Ill a
peculiarly mild and beaming mood,
and had chucked Mrs. Dodkins un-
der the chin just before starting up
stairs, a rare occurrence, and he
softly whistled "There is scene
where spirits blend" as he opened
the drawer preparatory 10 bringing
out one of his new shirts.
There they lay in deceitfHl fresh
ness, and he drew out one with the
comfortable feeling one has III The
possession of stock Of new clio
thing.
He unfolded il and forgot &c
whistle.
"Sam Patch in the winterW he
calculated, as he held up The gar
ment and revealed a m0nslrou;
hole in the back, one sleeve cheweC
off ia the elbow and a large portion
Of the rear flag gone. .
"What's happened to that shirtF
He took ont another, and still
another, until the whole six adorn
ed the bed and the floor, each II
various stages OF terrible dllaplda
ton.
"Su-san nall-S u-s.a n-n-a,h,"
voice pitched half way between g
croan and a below, came floating
down the stairway.
"Come up here, will youY
Something was evidently golnS
wrong on the second floor, and Mrs
Dodkins meekly Obeyed, struggling
as she went to compose her feature
into a proper expression oil sym
palhy. =,
"NOC, Mrs. Dodkins, I'd like t:
have you explain what this MEANS
lie was skipping around in undres
uniform, and catching up one 0
the garments, he held it up for he
inspection. and daylight could b'
coon throuph il in every direction
Mrs. Dodkins sat down on tn
edge of lhe bed. "Let me tell yo'
little story" she said, sweetly
"Kaiy hung out your shirts TODAY
The starch in, and couple of play
| ful. frolicsome little ANIMALS cam
over into the yard to have llttl
picnic of their own.
"They are very fond of new col
ton, bless their little hearts. an
lust dote on a linen bosom with
relish ofstarch, and | do hope thel
| innocent little least didn't Civ
them dyspepsia, don't you, Dod
kins deaI I
at would be thousand plties t
shut them up and confine lhei
pretty gambols, and | beg yo
won't be so heartless as to dreaI
of punishing The dear pets IN an
such cruel manner" implorlngll
Mr.. Dodkins glared at his VII
for one awful moment as II h
: would gladly swallow her Who'll
then picking up his taiiered ga
, ments, he bundled them INTO on
great roll of raggedness, and thre
Them with a vindictive thump I'M
| a clothes press without a word.
/ Fortunately there were a coup
/, of his old shirts still presentable,
/ that the dressing proceeded wit
&, out further disturbance, and ear
: on Monday morning, in spite
j his wife's protest, MIR, Dodkins shl
:. up the goats.