The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1895-10-05
MR.. AND MRS. RISING.
From the Tlmes-Herald.

"We've beaten the Englishman, Em'ly.''
| MIR. Rising announced triumphantly.
"What Englishman. John?" asked Mrs.
! Rising. a tri!ie absert-mindedly.
"The one we've been racing with"
,Whcre Were we racing with him.
John?"
| sponded, with a jauntily Lautlcal air.
'"rhal; seems TO be a funny place to run
races" said Mrs. Rising, thoughtfully.
| Isn't II very narrow
"rhe Enslishman though we didn't give
| him enough room, but that was because
we had him fast In u light place, guess,
Mr.. Rising answered with u patriotic
chuckle.
"Then should think they'd get wider
| place." continued Mrs. Rising.
Sometimes they do. Emily, make trl-
angular course, ana run on one leg at a
time" explained AIR. Rising. Hike vesy
son OF Neptune.
"Do they run much that way?'
About os much as any way. Em'y.'
81 should thing IL would be awful hard
TO run on one leg amy length or time,
John: how long do they do it?' and Mrs.
Rising looked at Mr.. Rising for further
Information.
AS long as the leg holds out. Emily,
then they come back on another one, you
see. The Englishman said the excursion
boats crowded him. but ! don't see how
they could crowd hin without crowdins
us too"
Mrs. Rising fe.t that there were many
things she didn't see, but she had no In
tention of giving up the ship, so she
took another tack, and came up In her
hazy course with the question.
Where We're the boats. John?'
(Which boats, Em'ly|'
''The ones that crowded the English
man.''
"Oh! sailing about everywhere
Was the water deep enough for that.
John?"
'.Well, should say so. down New York
bay and out In the Atlantic ocean," re-
piled the inland mariner.
did the Englishmar run as far as
that?" querled the indefatigable Mrs. Ris'
ing.
wouldn't run the third time. only made
"But though the Englishman was run
ming along the seaboard," hazarded Mrs.
Rising, from the general confusion OF he's
ideas.
80 he was, Emily. but now he's rum
ming for home so to speak," and Mr.. Ris-
ing assumed a position Of ease by occupy
ing two chairs at once.
Mrs. Rising regarded her liege lord
with an air OF troubled thought. but be-
fore she was able to ask another question
an odor of burning distracted her mind,
and she left the room hastily to ascer-
tain the cause.
MIR. Rising regarded his tan shoes with
approval, while he whistled.
"A life on the ocean wave"
-:-:.
1.-THE bookmakers are having, hard
time this season. Been turned down eV-
erywhere. Even Indiana won't have
EN-" remarked Mr.. Rising, as he laid
aside his paper. 49,
What's the matter with them. John?"
asked Mrs. Rising. who was sewing a
button OH MIR. Rising's last seasons
"Oh, they're a good enough lot Of fel-
lows, I think, but the laws against 'em,
and SO they've got to CO." asserted Mr.
Go where?'' inquired Mrs. Rising, bit
ing her thread off with her pretty teeth;
A%ywhere r hsn nnywa1Ted Sapled wts Shi FEELING
that he was really poetical.
Where were they before, John?"
"All over" responded Mr.. Rising. with
broad generality. 'the woods were full OF
'em, but Hawthorne was the best KNOWN
perhaps"
Seems to me when I was In the high
school l heard something about him;
Didn't he make a book about mosses?'
quered Mrs. Rising, refiectively:
"Hawthorne's place. goosey;h ;hogss gsnla,1y ny
moss grown there, but maybe 1t does now,
the odds are In its favor"
II though he was a man who made
books" said Mrs. Rising, cropping In the
recesses of her memory.
mo. he's a place where books were
made, Mrs Rising, but his day Is over
and he's back number. If there are any
books made this fall they Will be made at
Roby." alleged Mr. Rising. confdentially.
why, John, are all books made at one
place." queried Mrs. Rising, surprised by
this definite statement. J.,
Just now, Emily. public opinion Is
against the whole business-at least SO the
newspapers say-and so the bookmakers
are taking mighty few chances" and Mr..
Rising stood up. preparatory to leaving
his domicile. 80,
out, won't they, even II the books aren't t
being made? don't know, what you'd 40
without your daily" and Mrs; Rising
looked apprehensively at Mr.. Rising.
II never made any book. Em'ly ana & az
TO tips. may. place little now ana then,
but not on what the papers say, I'm too
old a bird for that" andS Mr.. Rising
cooked his hat on one side as he strobe
down the street. :,
"I'm just sure Hawthorne's man,
said Mrs. Rising, as she watched him out
of sight, ''and I'll ask Bill Jones wife
about II the first chance I get. Men are
always awfully sure they know 1t ALL"