The people's journal. (Pickens, S.C.) 1891-1903, 1896-01-02
BILL ARP AND HIS WIFE.
QUIET 1'IAIEs lYT THE Old HOME
'', STEAD.

The Children al}e scattered and Gone
The German Opera Makes Him
Tired and Sleepy.
Half chicken-half "a dozen bis
cults, a little hominy and b,stter and a
small pot OF coffee. 1t has been about
forty years since wife and I sat dlown
to as little as that. OF course lit is
enough for u.s. and more than enough,
but it looks so stingy only two tPf us
now, except when we send OIL and lbOr-
row grandchild-our home daughters
and the little orphan have gone to Flor
ida for the winter My wife says| she
upstairs every night. They dave
found out that the girls have gbne
My wife wasn't sure that rats inl adc
the racket, and so about midnight,
when deep sleep falleth upon a NJ Nan,
but not upon woman, she aroused me
and asked what it was. Being pre- ma
turely deaf on rats, 1 couldn't hI ear
anything; but to satisfy her | took tthe
candle and went upstairs in my 1hoc
turnal garments and hunted all Oliver
the rooms and closets ard under the
bees, and found nothing, OF coursel I
didn't expect to find anything. She is
just Lonesome and sad, that's all, d.nd
she didn't like to hear me snoring
while she was Illuminating about 5the
scattered children. All of the ten
hha"crasft.,Vs at last, and by and by pold
-EaC.,' ~~0"''",Ge will separate us too. OF
course we could so and live with soSmo
of the married children, and they
would be glad to have u.s. but y'cr
saw an old couple that liked to give
up their home and tireside. The h9 ,b-
It's Of forty years are hard to be
broken. Half q chicken is enough, HUT
even that Is a sign that we are aIon4-
we two. | didn't feel like saying grs bee
over such a stingy meal "WBhy
didn't you cook it ali, Aunt Ann" sAaid
l. "Cos it'll be better for supper, siar,"
she said. But we send for q gra,S 3D.
child now every day or two and swlap
them around, and they are alwa2ys
glad to come. My wife's grcat1 st
pleasure now is potting the gransd
children. She says she is nearly bln& i'd,
but see her sewing on something
every day-fixing up something fhor
out a grandmother does not have Is
share of happiness. Every grand
mother is Eugene Field, though thhy
can't make poems Of their feelings. l
was talking about Field the other daAN
to my friend Ferris in George Adams
ofllce, and he said he used to set tyrhu
with Field for Tho ST. Louis Timt2s,
and the boys always had q good TIM 10
In lellling with him. "What's that n"
said l. " WE'LL" said he, "wc didn't
Throw Throw dice for tho cigars, but wso
said T.. Well," said he, "type.sck.
ting is counted by the ems. It is Ia
quad piece, and there are three little
hicks on the shank, and jcfling wals
played by taking up handful ttf
quads at random and throwing thenh
down upon the table, and the one whso
showed up the fcwest hicks lost thso
wager. remember that Field waAs
generally the unlucky boy, and had Ito
pay the cigars. There were seven of
us who generally spent our leisurA,
time together after our niYnt,s wnrlk
was done. There was HeiLIy HUFF anil
Fatty Smith and Dummy I'D ward anI
the Monk and Betsy Heyd and Gena,
ana myself; Betsy was a boy. Nond
of us were bad or wild, and Gene wal,
as amiable as he was unlucky. ThersH
was moro In him than we knew thenl
and l always felt q pride in havinp}
been one Of his companions. YoH
know that Charley Lewis was anotbel
type-setter and took his pen name OF
M Quad while on The Detroit Fred
Press. Setting type is a good school
for boy. He is obliged to learn It'll
erature whether he wants to or not
and there Is many a one who has madel
his y>nrk besides Ben Franklin andf
Eug/ Id"
j *"nt the quad ?" said
~, & Latin word and II
Y = q We were paid not
I .ISof ems, but by the
L6.efn. 1t took two e's or II
- AXE on en-"
-" said [ when feel very \
\ rSall my Angelina, like the
I Angelina, my dear,
i Ct you like to go to Atlanta and
! Damrosch opera? You haven't
an opera since I took you to
Sontag and Steffanoni and Max
fetzek In New York in 1853. Just
\ INK OF it-that was iorty-two years
.so."