Pike County press. (Milford, Pa.) 1895-1925, 1900-12-28
! J0bSOn's Boxing Lessen
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NOWADAYS Mrs. -Jobson always
IN experiences an inward feeling of
alarm, which she carefully endeayors
to conceal, when Mr.. Jobson is bur-
dened with a bundle on his arrival
home from the Office in the evening.
Such sense of foreboding took pos
session of her one evening last week.
when Mr. Jobson walked in with a
queer, bullly-lookng parcel and rest
cd it on the sitting-room center table.
However, She remained outwardly
calm and did not advert to the bund c
until Mr.. Jobson began to regard
her expectantly out of the slants Of
his eyes.
Don't suppose yeH'd give me as
much satisfaction as to inquire in a
wifely, interested manner. what I've
got here, hey?" said Mr.. Jobson,
after idgeting around a lot, waiting
for Mrs. Jobson's inquiry.
WELL" said Mrs Jobson, 81 thought
that when you'd conclude to yolun-
teer the information-tha is to say,
YOU so often accuse me of unwar-
ranted curiosity. that"
-"Who, me?" interrupted Mr.. job
son. "Never made any such accusa-
tion in my lfe-rd only be too
blamed tickled to have you give an
occasional indication that you are
interested in something or other be-
sides the high aud nobler and the in
fluence of environment and the eX-
altation of the ideal and the good,
the true and the beautiful. and all
the rest Of those pnk-tea-isms that
you've diSed your mind with of late
years. What dye suppose I've got
in this package, anyhow"
I'm sure | haven't the remotest
idea, unless it's"
"No, it's not pair of roller skates, as
] see you were about to say in con-
formity with your settled disposition
of late to hint around that I'm in my
second chidhoad Neither is 1t a
collection of bean bags Nor is it
a bunch of football clothes, such as
you see the small boys on the va
cant lots wearing on Saturdays Like.
wise, it is not an assortment of Chi
nese dragon kites. nor is it a large
lire of spinning tops. marbles or jack
knives"
Mr.. .Jobson pulled the bundles draw
string and held up to view two pairs
of maroon leather boxing gloves.
"D'ye know what they are. now
that you've seen emp inquired Mr..
Johson.
"Mercy ON usl" exclaimed Mrs. job
son, they look like couple of pairs
Of some giants gloves. but ! really
ppose they are boxing gloves, are
ey--"
'stupenGous intellect you've got,
rs. Jobson, after ALL" commented
r. Jobson. looking over the gloves
tically. Who'd have thought you'd
I'VE guessed right the very frst time ?
metimes you give evidences OF an
ytical powers almost hui"
eWhat are you going to do with
hem2" inquired Mrs. Jobson.
"Oh. don't you imagine for a mo-
nent that I'm going to endeavor TO
et you to box with me, Mrs. Jobson, "
eplied Mr., Jobson. 1--WE made tco
aNAN iAdhAlN| NmNAAH 10 lnNNtt YOU
take as much exercise as a hiber-
0ating python, but all to no avail.
We employed a man who's regularl.
the business to box with me-
rofessional prize fighter, He'll "a
ere tonight TO put me through The
aces. I'm getting a bit on in years,
nd may be somewhat soft for that
ason, but ] guess III give that pu-
ist all he can attend to, all right.
here weren't many chaps who could
lake me breathe hard at the box
game when was a young fellow,
nd after lesson on the modern
oints Of the business 7 guess I'll be
able to keep that pugilistic chap
wondering how he's going 10 keep out
of my way"
But" interposed Mrs. Jobson.
'are you going TO have q professional
I gugilist right here in the house
Aren't you afraid"
"Afraid O. what?" interrupted Mr..
Jobson Mrs. Jobson, you want TO
stop looking at so many funny Illus
trated weeklies. You aggregate too
many queer ideas from them. Just