Eagle River Democrat. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1893-1896, 1896-01-06

There was young lady of Troy,
Whose life was mission or JOY,
She was fair as a flower,
And grace was her dover.
And to court her was pleasant employ.
But now there's change taken place,
Rave not DER her maidenly grace,
For true are the rumOrS
Plat she has donned boomers,
Which she wears with no blush on her race
Alas, for the maiden of Troy,
That she should her chances destroy,
For do you suppose
That man would propose
To a girl who looks more like a boy
Detroit Free Press.
Grandpa's Lesson.
What funny idea! laughs some one,
a lesson for grandpa! But then-life
is a great school, and men and women
are the pupils. and as long as we live
there are lessons to be learned.
Grandpa Wyman was very unfortu-
nate old man because he had forgotten
something. And what he had forgotten
was something which old people ought
always to remember, and that was that
when he was young he behaved very
much like a child, and very childish
child at that.
But now, when he was 20 years old,
y
his grandson Jack, aged : years, would
behave as well and know almost as much
as his father; and that Bertha, aged 1O,
would be Industrious and almost as quiet
as her mother; but one day Bertha and
Jack, and Jack in particular taught
Grandpa Wyman a very useful lesson.
1t was just before New Years day,
and that, you know. is the great time
for making resolves, but Grandpa Wy
man hadn't thought of making any re-
solves; he seemed to think he was a
pretty good old man, and he really was,
but we are never too old to determine
to do better in a coming year than we
have done in the past.
Well, this afternoon. just before New
Years day, Grandpa Wyman had gone
to the library to find a book, and when
he found it the room was so dark he
went behind the curtain to read mo-
ment, and while he was reading Bertha
and Jack came into the library. The
children were not generally allowed to
play there at all, but this afternoon the
furnace fire got rather low and the nurs-
cry was cool; SO mamma said if they
wouldn't romp, but would play quietly,
they might amuse themselves in the Ii
behind the thick curtain, was about to
order them out, when Jack said:
ooh, / tell you, Bertha, let's play /
was grandpa and you was me, and play
I talked to you just like grandpa does;
that'll be good, quiet play"
Bertha laughed and said: sWell, wait
till | get papa's old dressing gown and
a pair of grandpa's specs; there's pair
lynn around loose in his ROOM"
"You better not let him catch you in
his room," warned Jack
"Oh, know better than that" said
Bertha as she scampered off.
In few minutes she returned and
laughed merrily at the figure little Jack
cut in his papa's dressing gown and
grandpa's spectacles.
"Now you must be dom somethin',"
began Jack; sit doesn't make much diff
ference what, and I'll make my voice aw-
fnl growly, just like grandpa's."
Bertha took book and began looking
at some pictures.
Bertha! Bertha!'' said Jack, putting
himself out in his efforts to make his
voice "growly," don't you think you
better go be helpin' your mother, Std O.
lookin' at foolish pictures? When / was
to be did by children"
Mamma doesn't want me-, whined
Bertha.
"Why don't you sit up straight?' again
quoted little Jack; you'll get the round
shoulders the first thing you know; when
I was boy it was the fashion to sit up
propily, not in that crooky style"
Bertha giggled at Jacks voice and
"crooky'' expression.
"You laugh at me, missw he cried,
dropping his growly voice for little
scream of pretended anger. why,
never did see such disrespec in all my
life. never! When I was a boy my
mother'd took my head off my shout
'ers if / laughed in anybOdy,s face; but,
there! ehil'ren isn't what they used to
been!'
Bertha giggled again.
"Tain't fair to keep laughing COM
planned Jack.
grandpa" said Bertha, land act like
him, too; but I'll try not to laugh any
more"
She put down the book and began
looking at Jack, swinging one foot as
she sat in the great library chair.
foot a-wagglin'?" asked Jack. 'Tain't
mannerly for a child to sit a-swingin'
her foot right before my eyes. When
I was a boy foots were made to walk
on, not to swing about"
''Please, / never was boy said Ber-
tina.
Jacks face grew awful with sudden
wrath.
Ibid I hear my own ears?" he. ex-
claimed: ''I shall go imegitiy to your
mother and ask her does she low you to
speak sarsy to me? When / was boy,
anyone who spoke that way to a grand
father got put to bed and kept there for
a week"
Jack started on a prodigious stride to-
ward the door, but had taken but step
or two when he tripped Oh the long
dressing. gown and fell headlong. at
this both broke into loud laugh, but
Grandpa Wyman, behind the curtain,
made never sign. When Jack got up
he threw aside the dressing gown, but
the spectacles, to his real distress, had
lost one of the glasses.
"Oh, dear me! here's one o. the glasses
out o the specs he walled; what ever
shall ! do?'
Never mind" said Bertha, cheerily,
''tell grandpa the truth about it-thats
ALL"
ooh, but he'll scold until my head'll
ache" said little Jack. Il say, Bertha, .
he added, soberly, what do. you sup
pose makes grandpa so CROSSE?
II guess grandpas always are" re-
turned Bertha.
''No they amt said Jack. Harry
Swans got a grandpa that lives with
him, and he says he's just elegant; tells
him stories and takes him to walk, and
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