The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1903-06-28
TORIES
OF THE
T o w N

part or the spring term, the nndie OF winch
Just missed being a catastrophe Of no little
concern. In fact. from the professors
point of view. it was a catastrophe that
made waves of disappointment and anger
vibrate up and down his tall frame. He
was only East week. but In those seven
days of observation and research. he never
wavered from the trail Of the creeping, the
crawling and the swimming He collected
a varied assortment of biological speci-
mems. among which were three fish of a
variety rather dusty to his knowledge.
The fish weighed about three pounds each
and were secured by the professor at a
cost OF five dollars pound The collection
was packed in a large box and expressed
back TO his college town, where it arrived
on one OF the hottest days of spring. The
fish were the only perishable goods in the
box, which could not be delivered at once,
so the professor unpacked them. wrapped
them In brown paper and sent them out to
the college by a messenger boy.
The messenger arrived at the college
about noon. The first official that he met
was the janitor. moving grass on the lawn.
This here's The college, amt It? Here's
a package"
who fer?" asked the janitor.
"The college, Of course. Amt this the col
lege?"
The janitor examined the package closely
and saw written on it-"hsh."
Here, this goes over yonder," and he
pointed toward the dormitory with his
thumb. The boy delivered the fish to the
colored cook, who smelt them suspicious
ly. But he slipped away before she raised
an objection.
1t was the hour of noon. The sun beat
down in shimmering heat. In the shade of
a tree sat the janitor hopping his face and
neck. The professor, serene and sedate and
OF gentlest decorum, approached.
did a boy deliver a package for me?"
he asked nonchalantly.
mo. sir. There was a boy here but he
/. had fish and 1 sent i'm over to the DORM"
The janitor pulled vigorously at his mus
tache to hide a grin.
What! My specimen Those fish cost
me fifty dollars" The professors frame
fairly vibrated. He burst into fury of
condemnation in a strange language that
the janitor could not understand. The
pedagogue flew with great strides towards
the dormitory. He rushed upon the front
ve-anda. The students were at luncheon.
He tore around to the kitchen and hammer
ed on the screen door.
who's dat?' came from within. Saints
o. Glory. 'fessor. what's ailin' y'all?" port
ly black figure appeared at the door, hold
ing large meat dish.
Where are my fish? Quick" roared the
professor.
What fish? Whose fish," retorted the
cook. Indignantly, endeavoring to hide the
dish behind her corpulent person.
my fish. of course. Didn't boy de-
liver some fish here?'
''Yas. sir; Vas, SIR
They're mine, they're mine. 1 tell YOU
You'll die II you eat them. They have been
preserved in alcohol for two"
Good Lawd! Good Lawdi" cried the
negress. throwing up her hands and letting
the dish crash upon the floor. 81 done said
IT. 1 done tole ye them fish didn't smell
right nohow- Dey was tainted, and
know'd it."
Where are they? Tell me where they
are, quickl" demanded the irate professor.
The matron of the dormitory appeared and
inquired the trouble. The professor didn't
notice her, but shouted in an uncontrolla-
ble imperious bass: Where are those fish?
demand an answer"
'Dar dey are" answered the old negress,
rolling the white orbs of her eyes and
pointing to the brown. crisp balls scattered
One morning Rosy Posy and her friend
Laura Louisa awoke to find themselves un-
der the influence OF a midsummer madness
impossible to resist 1t was one OF those
days when mischief brews in the very air
and doll tea parties and other tame pur-
suits palled upon them. The boys in the
neighborhood. who might ordinarily be de-
pended upon to furnish variety OF lively
amusements. had all gone swimming in Fall
creek and the little girls were thrown upon
their own resources for entertainment.
With common consent they repaired tc
the barn loft. dusty, cobwebby place. into
which they would have been strictly for
hidden to go had their fond mothers i'm
agined that dainty little girls ever entered
such a place. Each child held securely in
her chubby hand a big. fat, kicking grass
hopper. to which was attached a long cord
They climbed the shaky ladder leading to
the loft and seated themselves in the win
dow OF the haymow. their legs comfortably
dangling outside. and into the alley below
each one threw a large armful of hay. Then
they lowered the strings with their pendant
grasshoppers time and again. Each time
they drew in their lines the hapless insects
carried in their strong claws a surprisingly
ing" invented by themselves. possessed in
addition 10 undeniable intrinsic charms the
unholy joy of the thing forbidden, for they
never mentioned this pursuit in the hearing
of their elders. feeling pretty well assured
that the torture to the grasshopper which II
entailed would not be looked upon with
favor.
From their vantage point they saw theil
friend Lady Jane step mincingly along the
street carrying a new silk parasol. On or
binary days they would have welcomed hei
warmly into their midst, but the contras
between her stylish attire and their owl
grimy and disheveed appearance was ex
asperating and they sang in union:
.'Stuck-up Janey.
Stuck-up Janey."
Poor Jane unable TO account for hei
friends detection, walked by in dignifeC
silence her delicate little face sufrused will
a blush and her fearful eyes hidden beneath
the blue parasol 1t was desperately warn
up there in the hay Occasionally Ros,
Posy and Laura Louisa refreshed them
selves with pink mixture composed of re,
cinnamon drops and water. which the.
drank impartially from olive bottle