Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1905-06-29
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on-iayer, leliy layer. plain, frosteds
cocanut, spice, angel-food
'Uml Umi' reveIs Hen at inter
walls.
uni Umt you respond in per-
feet sympathy
Comes ice cream in 'heaping sau-
cersl
Come cookies and sweet crackers,
gingerbread, cream-putis. kisses
and oranges.
You both have been obliged 10
kneel expanding, as II we're, from
your sitting posture. And now the
feast is done VainIy you view the
debris: you have accomplished mar
wells, but you can do 20 more. You
sigh. and, sucking an orange, reluc-
family you stand You waddle OF,
feeling fat and stuffy. TO convene
with the other boys. and compare
notes.
Aw, you ought to been at orr ta-
bic I claims Billy Lnnt. We had
chocolate cake withchocolaicau inch
thick didn't we Buck r
Buck promptly assents.
sod we Sod we retorts Hen.
An we had iclly-cake, az '-'
Sod We inform rivals, bound TO
uphold the honors oil their boards.
An lemon pie
Al cuslard, an ''
An picked peaches
'Golly bout busted chuckles
Billy conplacently.
Standing companionably by, Snoop-
10 harkens and grins. but says little.
Only from a bullying pocket he ex-
tracts another orange aud drills into
Ia One may be certain that he, al
least, has missed nothing.
Prudence might dictate q period
Of quioscence as a tribute to diges-
ton. But the day is short, and a
half bun Swimming Into your midst
that is. into tho midst OF the group,
not into your own midst, where II
would have hard work to find lodg-
ment arouses you 10 retaliation
Back and PORTLAND across tly tho rem
nants from the various tablccloths,
and applause follows every bit.
Snooplo introduces popular feature
By plastering against a tree-trunk
a fragment Of custard pie. Forth.
with cnstard and lemon pie are at q
premium, these being the kinds that
stick. Then, interrupting the pleas
ant pastlme, charge upon your ranks
Mortified Witnesses, suddenly awak.
ening TO the crisis.
Boys Stop itl Stop Il at once
The idea
| Exposiulating, they drive you all
shame. faced but staggering from III,
premises. You leave tho plot look
| Ing as though o caisson laden with
cartridges Of lunch bad exploded
there
| The principal event Of the day be
ing over, your elders relax into
state more or less lethargic. The
women sit and crochet and chat
The minister goes TO sleep with
handkerchief on his face, and ever
some Of your juniors follow suit
| members Of the infant class seeking
the pillow Of their mothers laps
The Bihle-class wanders OF In cou
pies. The superintendent. only, Ii
kept active by demands Of 'SwIn1
me. Mr.. Jones; please swing me I
from the little girls.
Il Naturally, the inspiration for 70,
and yours is tofcllow the Bible class
couples and spy upon them; whel
they think themselves nicely seclud
cd and comfortably ensconced, h
steal upon them; and in the midst 0
their innocent condolences to hoo
upon them with such delicateinsin
uations as 'Aw, Mr.. Johnson's Mis-
Saxby's beau l'-or Say, MISC Los
sing, Mr.. Pugsley warts to kis
you and then to flee, riotousl
giggling-
II is4 o'clock. Prolonged shout
from the threats Of tho snpersnter
dent and assistants echo throug
) the woods, calling together the strap
/ glers. The buses have arrived
] Homegoing must be accomplishe
! early, on account OF the little ones
All right. II the day is done, al
other day is coming You rus
I down. and you and Hen again secul
D the end seats. The bus fills. 1,
load, on the whole. not SO sprightl,
) or enthusiastic, or as clean as in IL
b morning.
!, Snoopie hangs on at the rear.