Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1901-07-31
Farmer fL|PP|KS PHAETON
BY JONAS TUITION.


and. taking a seat near the open win
dow, gazed wistfully down the road.
"Are you lookin for any one, SamuelY'
asked Mrs. Tlippin, following his gaze
down the dusty roadway.
"Why, certainly not, Milly. What
put that idea in your head?"
81 JUS see you Keep lookin an lookin.
an I thought maybe you was lookin for
somebody you was expectin."
mo, was JUS merely lookin at that
purity wheatfield over yonder. Be gosh
dingedw he cried. springing from his
seat "Here comes ole Dobbin, pokin
along with his harness on. I hope to
heaven he hasn't run away an broke
Broke what, SamuelY exclaimed
| Mrs. Flippin, sharing her husbands
| alarm.
1.-THE hack, of course" answered the
| husband uneasily. Hello! Yonder
comes John, pushin sumthin alone the
road. What the dickens Is the mat
ter?"
Both started hurriedly for the lot
gate, where Dobbin patiently awaited
to be turned in. John soon came putting
| up, pushing the queerest machine ell
Their Of them had ever seen before.
what in the world is thatT" asked
husband and wife together.
| Blame II know onless it's your
| replied the hired man, looking askance
at his master.
II can't keep 1t from you any longer,
Milly," said the farmer in a tone now
full Of disappointment. II sent las
week for that phaeton we saw adver-
tised in the cat-catalogue an sent John
| to town after it, an this Is the thing he
has brought back"
"An time had gittin 1t herew put
in John. There wasn't any shafts to
1t, so JUS turned ole Dobbin loose an
tried to pull it. But couldn't git it err
long that way. SO pushed it, but the
blame thing wabbled all over the road,
40 that am smack out of breath"
81 didn't buy that thingv' exclaimed
Mr.. Flippin exasperatedly. II bought
a nice phaeton, with lazy back, cush-
toned seat an nice top an curtains. Who
ever saw such a thing as this-no
shafts, no top. An look at them little
| Olt cCdt9 uOt idl sc ChouSh Iva . baOyS
an injure rubber tires. What is the
thing made for anyhow
"The agent called it duplex bi-sum-
thin; said he wondered at you all gittin
the thing" John offered by way of ex-
PLANTATION.
''Well. won't have it! snapped the
disappointed farmer. ''I'll SEN 1t right
back an then write letter an let 'em
know that they can't swindle me in any
such manner"
Hurrying to the house. he returned in
a few minutes with pen and ink and
erased his name and address from the
shipping tag, on the opposite Of which
he wrote the name and address of the
phaeton factory. John then wabbled
the machine back to the express Office,
and Farmer Flippin that night went to
bed In anything but pleasant frame
of mind.
The following day carriage drew up
In front of Mr.. Flippin's, and there
alighted from it handsome young
man of "a and beautiful little woman
some three years his Junior.
"You can't guess who we are? said
the gentleman to Mr.. Flippin, who met
them at the door.
81 don't believe l can," was the re-
ply. "Who be you. anyway"
"Well," answered the gentleman,
with a merry twinkle in his eyes, Il
am your nephew. John Darrell, whom
you have not seen since he was little
boy, and this. Uncle Samuel. is my
| orn on bridal fnrr
through the south and thought we
would come and spend a week or two
with you and Aunt Milly."
"Bless my soul. Bless my soul! But l
am glad to see you-both of you. Sis
Jennie's John! How you have grow
edv' And the old gentleman warmly
shook both hands of his nephew at the
same time, kissed his new niece and
then called Justify for Aunt Milly. No
one ever received a more cordial well
come than was accorded the happy
bride and groom by Mr.. Flippln and his
wife.
The following morning at the break
fast table Mr.. Darrell said:
"Clcle Sam, shipped our duplex bi-
cycle to you several days ago. and If
you don't care I would like for your
T. hired man to so to the express office
:. and bring 1t over. We have carried 1t
everywhere with US and have had some
splendid times together upon It."
( ibid the blame thing have four little
ole wheels with lnjure rubber tires an
two little ole seats% asked Uncle Sam
rel interestedly.
Eyes, that's It," smiled Mr.. Darrell.
, "Well. my dear John, hate to tell
you, but that funny looking contraption
, Is now In New Orleans, or at least on
the way. ordered phaeton from a
dealer there, an when that thing come
I Thought they had tried to put 1t OF on
. me for phaeton. 30 sent 1t right
: back. II was the dadgumdest looking
thing ever saw in all OF my born