Outing . often fell asleep while reading beside theparlor table over which he used to flopwith his head in his hands. His youngestnephew, a high-spirited boy of twelve, usedto watch this lullaby performance with agood deal of interest. At last he hit uponthe most unfortunate idea of applying afresh coat of glue to the top of the tablejust before Uncle Jedediah fixed himself forone of these silly naps. The old man wasalready blinkin, and noddin when the ladspilled the glue under pretense of lookingfor a book. Then from the doorway theyoung limb o Satan watched the poor oldmariners head bob lowe
Outing . often fell asleep while reading beside theparlor table over which he used to flopwith his head in his hands. His youngestnephew, a high-spirited boy of twelve, usedto watch this lullaby performance with agood deal of interest. At last he hit uponthe most unfortunate idea of applying afresh coat of glue to the top of the tablejust before Uncle Jedediah fixed himself forone of these silly naps. The old man wasalready blinkin, and noddin when the ladspilled the glue under pretense of lookingfor a book. Then from the doorway theyoung limb o Satan watched the poor oldmariners head bob lower and lower untilhis prodigal whiskers was streaming fulland free across the table. It seems that Uncle Jedediah woke upwith a snort and threw his head back hardand sudden. To his immense rage and sur-prise he fetched the table along with him,and so securely was he moored that afterone or two frantic plunges, which upset thelamp and other bric-a-brac, he was forcedto kneel beside the table, bellowing with. Uncle Jedediah woke up with a snort and threw his headback hard and sudden. pain while the family rushed for scissorsand axes to cut him clear. Meantime thehouse caught fire from the upset lamp,Uncle Jedediah was forsaken and forgotten,and he escaped to the street draggin thetable with him and shrieking at every had to have his whiskers hacked off atthe roots, and the result was that he dis-owned, repudiated, cussed out, and disin-herited the whole Barnstable family. Fromthat day Miss Hulda Barnstable, whosenervous system had been severely joltedby this double tragedy, could not abide thesight of whiskers. Its a long walk from Walpole, Mass., toLemuel Wilkins Island in the IndianOcean, solemnly concluded the monarch,but those fatal whiskers of CaptainJedediah Stokes, bein dead yet they are strong enough to shake thethrone of King Wilkins I. and Im notashamed to confess it, sir. May 25th.—To-day I interviewed MissHulda Barnstable, and had my worst fore-b
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