St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1890-08-11
MICKEY And HIS PAPA
Causes for the Dew on the
Grass and the Foam on
the Beer.
Futile Preparations OF the
Firms for the Civil Serv-
ice Examination.
A Test Of a Goats Appetite
With a Piece Of Fat
Pork.
His Billyship Drags or a
Lamp and Sets the House
on Fire.

New York Sun.
Pm thinkin'," said Mr.. Finn to his
son Mickey, as they sat together on the
back stoop after supper, listening 10
the tree toads, ''that I'll be givin' up
workin' in the quarry and ryin' me
hand at brain work"
'Figgerin'?" said the boy. brushing
away an inquisitive June bug.
''Figgerin' or writin'," answered MI.
Finn. taking a squint at the moon.
"Now, you have 'nolledge, Mickey.
Fwhat kind O. sums would have to be
dom if l got the job of s'aler O Weights
and measures"
"It's the sums ye'd have to be dom
afore ye got the job as 'ud bother we,
father" SAID Mickey. "Shure the civil
sarvice min 'ud be askin' We questions
that the schoolmaster couldn't answer"
"Musha, didn't know that, me by.
Fwhat's the civil sarvice min, any
how?"
They're min as is ped by the presi-
piled little Mike. land have buke IN
the house as has lot O. the questions in
it. If yell come inside I'll Parn thin
to ye."
Mr.. Finn arose with alacrity and his
pipe and went into the shanty. He lit
the kerosene lamp and placed it upon
the table. Then he lit his pipe and
waited impatiently while his son hunted
up book of natural phenomena which
he had procured from the district school
library. While Mickey leafed through
the book. Mr. Finn said:
Nov you teach me the questions be
heart, and yell not be sorry when L get
the job.'
BY the time that Mickey was ready to
begin the lesson several OF the neigh
bors had dropped in. They ranged
themselves around the table III various
attitudes and became deeply Interested
in the proceedings.
why don't the dust fly be night?'
said Mickey, from the chapter on
"dew."
"Faix, it do" replied Mr. Finn, "only
We can't see it bekase of the dark"
"Yls, and there's divil much wagons
Oh the road in the night" Interrupted
Mrs. O'Brien.
Mickey shook his head in dissent
eyer wrong," said lie. "Thats not the
rayson in the buke."
;Fwhat does the buke say?" asked
Mr.. Finn.
''Bekase the dew makes the dust wet
aid kapes it from risin'," answered the
boy;
Finn. Il dunno how is this l didn't
think of it afore. Beg0rra, | have it
down on me mind agin the time the
civil SarYice min'll be AKIN me the ques
ton.
why will a dewdrop roll around on
cabbage-leaf widout MAXIM the cab
bage wet ." continued little Mike.
Mr.. Finn was puzzled. He passed his
hand over his forehead to collect his
Thoughts. "Musha, that's thrue fur We,
Mickey" said he. Il often seen it me-
SELF | haven't that much noliedge as
I'D fill your mothers thimbic. Is it be-
KaSe the dewdrop is round %
Mickey shook his head. Then. looking
around at the interested faces he said:
"Do We give it up?''
Each one of the party shook his head.
If their lives had depended on the an
swer. they could not have given it.
Mickey, with proud ring of conscious
superiority in his voice, read from the
book:
.oekasc the leaves of cabbage are
covered with fine poWdher over which
the dewdrop rolls without Wetting the
leaves"
Dear, DEAR" said Mrs. O'Brien,
"and is ali that in the little buke?'
''Faith it Is, and MORE" replied the
boy. oracularly.
But twhat has dem to do wild the
Weights in a store, Mickey?" inquired
Mr.. Finn.
"Ye'll have to be AKIN the prisidint,
if it's nolledge ye're wantin' about
that" replied the boy, as he turned to
the book and resumed the lesson. But
little Mikes resort to the book in this
instance was only Seetalng. He had de-
termined to ask some questions from
his own knowledge OF natural science,
relying on the fact that none of his
auditors could read to protect him. Said
he:
''Fwat makes the foam on a growler
o. beer?"
"Oh. no. l have We there, me daddy
buck" said Mr.. Finn, with smile and
wise nod of the head. II have ye
there. me by. | could answer that
wild me eyes shut"
Ali eyes turned OH Mr. Finn, and
everybody waited impatiently for the
reply. Mr.. Finn prolonged the Sus-
surprise at the wisdom of his reply.
''Well, father" said Mickey, ''fwhat
is it?"
ITS just this and no MORE" said the
elder Finn, wagging his index finger in
his sons direction. "It'S bekaSe Whin
Jack Brady draws the beer he holds
the pail far down from the spigot SO
thare'll be more bubbles nor liquor"
Yer wrong, father; that's not fwhat
the buke says"
''Arrah. to blazeS wild the buke. boy
Didn't see it wild me two eyes. and
wouldn't a man believe his eyes afore
an ould Duke? Eyes is better nor
Dukes, me lad. Didn't l see Jack
houldin' the pail close up to the spigot
and thare'el be foine pint for eight
cints and divil's the bubble ye'd see.
Arrah, don't be talkin'i Win / know
fear but fWhat, Pll spake me mind"
Mickey smiled and shook his head,
Then he explained that the scientific
reason assigned in the book for the
foam did not agree with that of his
father.
"Well. tell us fwhat the buke says
Just for diyershun," exclaimed the ole
man,
Fir = fir II -l-n-min-t-a- ia -
t-i-o-n-shun, frmintation," read little
Mike, palpitating, and expecting tha
his father would grab the book apC
throw it out of the window.
'And fwhat's that?' said Mr.. Finn
with puzzled look.
ut is change" said Mickey, sef
fected in the elements of the body meC
of carbon, hydrogen and oxy-gin."
'That must be Frinch ye're readin'
Mickey" said his father. ''Thare'
meier wan o. thin things in beer
Fax, oxy-gin and hydrogen is new
kinds intirely. heerd tell o. Old Ton
gin and London Dock sgin, and tasted
them, toe, for that matter; but divil's
the word did liver hear O. thin othe
kinds. Begorra, yer ould buae is n,
good, Mickey: Beer is made from NAL