The great West. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1889-18??, 1892-12-23

went to Congress, didn't he?"
mo; that was Cheatham-Ketchum
started bank and took the most OF
it to Europe"
"Bless his old heart! And there's
old Drudger, the book-keeper! First
man to come and the last to leave,
for thirty-nine years. Let me see,
did they take him into the firm?"
.'No; they took him to the Old Men 8
Home in a street-car. Virtue, Peter,
is always it's own reward"
$50 have found" observed Dubbs,
"and costs much less to the employer
Any more scenes on the canvas, Hi
ram?"
eyes. We will now come to the
present. will show you, Peter, the
home OF your own book-keeper, and
may it be a lesson to you.
SLAVE Nv.
The drawing-room, dining-room
and parlor combined, OF a cosy fat.
Anthony Tumplington was at tea
with Mrs. Tumplington, Aunt Jane,
four minor Tumplingtons and the
baby! How he swallowed the nap
kin ring, upset the milk and yanked
the table cloth sixteen ways for Sun
day, until Aunt Jane and Mrs. Tum-
plington fairly roared, while Anthony
endeavored to conceal his delight by
Saying "Durn it" under his breath.
Even when Baby landed the matter
of saucer full of tripe and oys-
ters in the bosom of his vest,
he did no more than knock over two
chairs, as he made his escape to the
bedroom. And the four minor Tum-
plingtons-what juvenile lightness OF
heart and heaviness of appetites, with
butter fifty cents q pound! It was
wonderful
'"They seem happy, Peter observ-
ed Dobbs, giving his chain a CHEEKY
rattle: "Does your money bring you
more joy?"
cts my money that's bringing this
Joy, If I'm not Mistaken" retorted
Peter, suspiciously.
Then the table was cleared; Aunt
Jane went to work ON a tidy, three
Tumplingtons fell to playing cut
throat euchre in the corner, while the
fourth poured over DIRTY Dan, the
Delaware" Mrs. Tumplington went
maudlin over the baby, and Anthony
smoked brier-wood pipe that had
seen better days.
"And so," said Aunt Jane, "you
won't get a raise on the first of the
year?"
"And 90 sinks it's a shame, don't
'oo?" said Mrs. Tumplington to the
baby.
"Don't be rough on the old guy
said Anthony, good-naturedly. 'If it
does him any good to be short and
sharp, it doesn't do me any HARM"
"That's you, for all the world!'
cried Mrs. Tumplington, dropping in
to the vernacular. II think it's real
mean in him, not to give you a big
salary, and save you all the extra
work at night"
"What do you mean?" asked Aunt
Jane.
"She refers to the extra set of books
I'm keeping" exclaimed Anthony, ir
his manly, straightforward way. ''Pve
got them fixed SO that can rake ir
fifteen hundred a year, and defy any
one to tumble to it. It's O. system o.
my own, and could just as we'll mai
three thousand; but, hang it all
believe in doing the square thing"
"Quite right" said Aunt Jane, sp
provingly.
"Poor old Dubbs," continued Anth
ony. muslngly; "why, the old mar
thinks he's as sharp as tacks, anc
everybody in the store is pulling his
leg for all he's worth"
"Pulling his-eh?" said Aunt Jane
in surprise.
ellis leg. In a metaphorical sense
l mean. The cashier is in cahoots
with the statesmen, and the porter
stands in with the errand-boys, Dasf
it all! ] hate to see q man robbed
but what can I do? If he begins tt
investigate, where will I be!' "Quit'
| right" said Aunt Jane. "Be faithful
and true, Anthony, and you will not
regret it"
"rm on" returned Anthony, brief
ly. "And now, I'll shin out and get 6
| tree. Luciila, resurrect last years.
ornaments, and we'll make a stagge1
at display that will paralyze thu
fiat. Get to bed, you young rascals
or you won't find so much as a pota
to in your stockings tomorrow morn
ing"
| And, with that, he went merrily Out
into the frosty air to lay the founda
tions for his usual Christmas Jag.
| SLAVE ".
When Anthony came in the Office OF