Catoctin clarion. [volume] (Mechanicstown, Md.) 1871-1940, 1894-05-24
SLYMKIN'S RBVBNGE.

Sam Sam Saml Where in the
deuce is that fellow
l had rung the bell until l was tired
and out Of patience, and then called tor
him until l was out Of breath, and still
he did not come.
If you want to know who I am allow
me to inform you that my name is Geo.
H. Boomerang, better known in Farze-
dona, where l reside, as Captain Boom
erang, late of the Army. am man
of considerable wealth; own the finest
house IN town. aud keep, or did keep a
man by the name OF Sam, whose duty
it was to brush my clothes. hats and
boots, and adjust my leg
l refer to a wooden leg. The orig
lnal leg ran against cannon ball dur
ing our late unpleasantness, and have
never seen it since.
Well, it WAS Sans duty to take that
wooden leg off at night, and be on hand
again IN the morn to put it on before |
cot out of bed and now you know why
1 was yelling Sam Sam Sam ! And
when inform ou that this was the
morning of my wedding day, perhaps
you can imagine how anxious was to
get onto my leg US soon as possible.
Yes, I was the lucky fellow that had
walked into the at1ections-on wooden
leg, too--of the handsomest girl in
Farzedona, and was that day to lead
her to the alter. But | must get my
leg on first, and as Sam wouldn't come
I rolled out OF bed, and went hopping
around on one foot to find it.
Well, Sam didn't come but my house
keeper, Mrs. Brown, did.
Mrs. Brown cried, where IS Sam?'
She answered me through the keyhoIe
Of the door.
He left the house last night about
eleven o'clock his trunk with
him, and saAd he was going to leaye
town by the midnight train
Gone ! Why didn't you tell me-
He said YOU knew all about it,
why, confound it, woman | didn't
know anything about it. Furthermore
ma am the scamp carried oil my leg,
and left one in place oft, which is Ger
tainly foot and half TOO short.
Oh, what will you do?
That's just what | should like to
know, ma am, said l staring at that
leg.
And it's your wedding day. says
she.
Which Is Just what makes this LITTLE
difficulty of nine intensely interesting,
sad |.
on, isn't there some way to surmount
tho difficulty ?
4 can surmont pair crutches,' said
|; 'but, hang it, ma'am, don't want
to be married on crutches
Its awful to think Of cried Mrs
Brown. And then l heard her leave
the door and 60 slowly down the stairs
To be married in church at two
o'clock, and only leg and half te
stand on 7 groaned. oh Sam Sam
| don't see how you could have had the
heart to do it,
I couldn't understand it at first.
had always used Sam we'll, paid him
good wages,a and he had seemed perfect
" contented with his situation, and
served me faithfully until now.
Suddenly an idea struck me, and the
whole cause Of Sans perfdy was re-
vealei to me.
BY heavens it is Slympkins!
yelled. 'Slympkins is the cause of al
nv woe. He bribed Sam to steal my
leg, on thls,my weddidg day, and leay'
his insufficient prod in its place.
Now it is very natural 10 suppose tha
the reader would like to know wh'
Slympkius is, and if he will only h'
patient l will endeavor to enlighter
hun.
Jim Slympkins1s, or was. my rival
He is, about my own age (thirty-two
and Is the only son Of his father, who