Greene County herald. (Leakesville, Miss.) 1898-current, 1899-08-10

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She had half repented having told
her husband about Georges INSIDE
meanor and she patted the boys
shoulder and kissed him, and said,
well, I'm sure it won't occur again. "
According to schedule, he should
now have gone upstairs to relieve
George, who was wondering what was
keeping him, but this Bubble Boy
was having too good time to go up
into the hot little room. He saw cake
and pies and he smelt good chicken
dinner cooking, and as he had never
eaten in his short life, he determined
to stay and have something.
DINNER most ready?.' asl ed he.
"Im awful hungry"
''It'll be ready i'll ten minutes" said
his mother. Mr.. Truesdell had como
out to feed the hens, and the double
sat down by the kitchen window and
shifted longingly of some apples. "'N
I'll have happier" said he. He
seemed to have mastered small boy
dialect in surprisingly short space
of time. His mother-she thought she
was his mother, although, as we know
he had no mother-gave him an apple,
and when dinner was served, soon af-
ter, he ate three times as much as
George ever did and was so jolly withal
that Mr.. and Mrs. Tuesdell didn't
know what had come over their boy.
George, after dinner [ wish you'd
harness up Jack" said the farmer.
eve got to drive over to the Cages
to get book on hens that he prom
isod me. I'm going to give You some
hens and let you see what you can
make out of them with the aid of the
book. / don't take much stock in hen
books myself I've always made 'em
lay without any book. and I don't be-
lieve but what hens laid before the
first book was printed, but I'll give
you something to be interested in and
you won't be so apt to break windows
if your time is more occupied"
The Bubble Boy smiled but said
nothing. He was too busy with his
third slice of pumpkin pie to talk.
After he had finished it he said: "Can
1 ride over with you?"
~ dunno. Kinder late for you.
Well, seem to-morrows your birth
day, I'll let you.
So it happened that few minutes
later, George, who had been weeping
in his room, not daring to go down
and expose the trick he had played
upon his father, and yet feeling very
hungry and contrite, heard sound of
wheels in the yard and looked out of
the window. There in the dusky
light he saw the Bubble Boy backing
Jack into the Concord wagon. He
worked like an old hand, and in few
minutes his father came out of the
house and got into the wagon, and
then they rode of, his double driv.
ing
This was too much for the poor
boy. If there was one thing he liked
before another it was ride with his
father, and at night Of all things. He
east himself upon the bed and sobbed
as though his heart would break.
What wicked boy his double was.
Here he'd offered to board and keep
him to take all his troubles off his
shoulders, and he was taking his
pleasures as we'll Oh, how hungry
he was. Cold chicken would taste
good.
He rose from his bed and walked as
noiselessly as he could down the attic
stairs, but his mother, who was put
ting Cynthia to bed, heard him, and
called out in an alarmed tone: "Whos
there?"
tits me-" said George in a weak
voice.
'FYou back so soon? Why, what's
the matter? Seeing he'd been cry
ing.) Has anything happened to
your father? Tell me child!'
81 didn't go with papa" sobbed
George. "That's why I've been cry
ing"
"Why, George, I saw you CO." said
his mother.
ut wasn't me; it was bubble boy
that foated in this afternoon.
His mothe. looked bewildered.
"What's the matter with you? Are
you crazy?" said she.
At this moment the sound of wheels
was heard in the yard and George
SulU. LULU oHOy HlS' LhOJ IL w
in in minute"
In less than minute his father
, came in. ooh, here you are, he sait
to George. "You ought not to jump
out of the back of the wagon in tina
way in the dark. ] stopped AM
called to you and you didn't answer
and 1 thought you were hurt And
E then 1 saw you running toward the
, house."
"That wasn't me. That was the
Bubble Boy"
His father didn't notice what h'
said. "Where's that hen book?
want to show your mother that pic
= ture of the Wyandotte. "
/ "What hen book?" asked George
/ mystifed.
For the next few minutes his an
swers were so bewildering to boil
, parents that they finally told hin
7 sharply to go to bed.
= cit doesn't do to keep a GROWN,