The herald and news. [volume] (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, 1905-11-28

giles under the cover again. and. COW
cring his head. blubbrrs sup2rcsscdIy
as he c"nt"mplatc> die gloomy re-
@:"ns whit@ncr MS i.ir:!::ty< arr rapid,-
ntlrrying him.
His Twelve Infamous and Impossible
Buttons.
Then the ancient mariner lifts the
little boy in his arms into the din
ing room, where he-rot Aunt Kizzy
nor Uncle Dan-has first kindled a
big fire-witll wood he has brought up
out Of the cellar and laid Oh the hearth
the night before. At this juncture,
Aunt Kizzy enters. measurably lively
and brisk, and says: "Whar dat kari
seen can? I ca mex dis plegged dry
pine wood bun in de stove. | muss
had let1le bit O. kariseen for pour on
him." The poor old mariner points to
closet, and, standing the little boy
down on the warm rug by his clothes.
that were left there overnight says:
"What firs1::" MY mother always
puts on my shoes and stockings first,
and then washes my face and hands.
The ancient mariner does all this with
groanings that cannot be uttered.
"What next?" "Then my mother pulls
off my gown and puts on my body"
The mariner draws off the gown, and
the little thing stands in his undervest.
Then the old man. picks up the
'fbody." 1t is thin white strip. low
in the neck, and with shadowy straps
across the shoulders. 1t opens be-
hind and has down the back, begin
ming at the top, four small pearl but
tons. Then, an inch from the bottom,
it has a large, stout horn button, the
size of a nickel; then under that,
quite at the bottom, another horn but
tom; then on the right flank, directly
under the arm, two more big buttons,
parallel with the others: then, IN
front. right over the navel, two more;
then on the left flank, two more.
Eight big buttons and four little ones!
The ancient mariner buttons the lit
tie boy down: the back and says:
"What next?" "Then my mother
puts on my drawers" The drawers
are a fluffy, gaping rag, about SIX
inches deep, with five button Holes
in the so-called band. The little hoy
promptly thrusts the right foot
through the left leg, or rather hole,
and then quickly withdrawing it,
lifts >he left foot, and thrusts 1t
through the right hole. The ancient
mariner groans even still more heavi-
ly, and. losing patience, conks the
little boy right viciously on the
head. He shrieks wildly, and cries
out: "Jiddy, you are mean to me. My
ymother never was mean to me. She
always laughed. Then the ancient
mariner begins to button the drawers
to the top line of big buttons, but the
little boy says: mo, Jiddy, that is
not right. My mother buttons the
drawers to these, and the pants TO
those," pointing to the two rows OF
buttons. Then the mariner gets on
the pretty white duck pants, and says:
"What next?' my mother combs
and brushes my hair before she puts
on my coat, because she says she
doesn't want dandruf 70 fall on the
shoulders Of my coat" Then the an
cient mariner combs and brushes the
bow. amid the resounding shrleks OF
the latter, and proceeds to draw on
him the white duck Russian blouse.
The warfare has been a fearful one,
and the ancient mariner pants tor
breath, and as Aunt Kizzy begins to
bring in the morning meal, the little
bow comes ITO the mariner weeping
bitterly. and says: 'Jiddy, you have
put on my garters too high up;and
thev are hurting me very much" The
mariner looks and sees that he has
put the broad, tough, strong elastic
Immediately below the child's thighs,
and that they have there cut two deep
ugly red ruts, and he says: "kizzy,
co. Gods sake. fix the child's gar