The weekly tribune., 1893-05-26
APROPOS OF HOMEMADE CLOTHES.
Mr.. Davis Recalls an Experience of One Of
the Boys In His Native Village.

the Boys In His Native Village.
"Abe's a CROWN boy now, an reckon
I'd better cut this suit O clothes good an
large to allow for his fillin out an
lengthenin," remarked Mrs. Davis brisk.
ly as she stood, shears in hand, in front
of the dining room table on which the
cloth for Abos new suit was spread out.
Abe looked wistfuily at his father.
We'll now, Marthy," said Mr.. Davis
mildly to his energetic helpmate, Il
| dunno's I'd cut it to much more'n fit
Abe eff l was you. Boys are pooty hard
on their clothes anyway, an l cal'late
by the time Abe has growed too tight to
be comf'table into that suit it'll be about
wore out"
Mrs. Davis looked doubtfully at her
husband. He had not reputation for
great liberality, yet here he was advo-
eating plan which was almost certain
to result in "a years waste of good
CLOTH" for Abe had no younger brother
to take his outgrown clothes.
I'VE see," began Mr.. Davis again, feel
ing that he was the object of embarrass-
ing scrutiny from his thrifty spouse, 81
allus rec'lect boy that was raised in
Enderville, not fur from where we lived.
till | was well inter my teens.
His mother made it a practice TO al
low on that boys clothes the whole
'durin time, an it was n dretful trial to
him, can tell ye. II knew him pooty
well, bein raised in the same town, ye
see.
"lie was kind Of 'pindlin lanky
boy, an wouldn't hcv looked extry good
anyway, but his clothes allus hung off
him, jest as ef he'd ben left out in the
rain sometime an he'd shrunk.
His mother want a master hand at
cuttin anyway-not anywheres near as
good as you be, Marthy, said Mr. Davis,
feeling that here was an opportunity for
a handsome compliment, which was re-
ceived with an air Of conscious worth by
his wife, IAN 1t was sorrerful sight to
See that boy.
He never caught Mp to the size of his
garmints, 10 my knowledge; never! An
other boys used to poke fun at him con-
sid'ble-boys whose mothers wasn't quite
so forehanded i'll their idces and cuttin.
IAN l rec'lect my fathers once sayin
to me, referrin to that boy an the way
he looked, that he viewed it more things
was spilled allowin than was ever vast
ed maxim a good fit An he meant it
more ways n one. SO, | say, make Abc's
suit come somewheres near him, an cf
he grows outu it 'tole it's wore III git
him new one.
Mr.. Davis went ont to the barn, and
Mrs. Davis began to cut out the new
suit, pinning it on to patient Abe now
and then to try the effect.
When she said at last, I've got to "a
place where You can go now" he hurried
out to his father.
I'm real obleeged to you, father. fer
what you said," he remarked, with evil
dent gratitude. My last suit o clothes
was so big fer me that
"Sho, boy, don't you s'pose l noticed
it, interrupted Mr.. Davis. Your moth
er's good hand at cuttin, hut she's got
some notions kind o like my mothers
seems's eff.
"An that boy was tellin you of-you
needn't say anythin about it to your
mother-but was that boy m'self, an
there's some reflections that stays by
me mOren others"
Then they each fell to rubbing up a
harness, their hearts warm with the
thought Of the trial they had in common,
though one had endured it 30 years be-
fore the other.-Youth's Companion.