HE IS TOO HEALTHY.

"There, I knew you would get into trouble," said the grocery man to the

bad boy, as a policeman came along leading him by the ear, the boy having

an empty champagne bottle in one hand, and a black eye. "What has he been

doing Mr. Policeman?" asked the grocery man, as the policeman halted with

the boy in front of the store.

"Well, I was going by a house up here when this kid opened the door with a

quart bottle of champagne, and he cut the wire and fired the cork at

another boy, and the champagne went all over the sidewalk, and some of it

went on me, and I knew there was something wrong, cause champagne is too

expensive to waste that way, and he said he was running the shebang and if

I would bring him here you would say he was all right. If you say so I

will let him go."

The grocery man said he had better let the boy go, as his parents would

not like to have their little pet locked up. So the policeman let go his

ear, and he throwed the empty bottle at a coal wagon, and after the

policeman had brushed the champagne off his coat, and smelled of his

fingers, and started off, the grocery man turned to the boy, who was

peeling a cucumber, and said:

"Now, what kind of a circus have you been having, and what do you mean by

destroying wine that way! and, where are your folks?"

"Well, I'll tell you. Ma she has got the hay fever and has gone to Lake

Superior to see if she can't stop sneezing, and Saturday Pa said he and me

would go out to Oconomowoc and stay over Sunday, and try and recuperate

our health. Pa said it would be a good joke for me not to call him Pa, but

to act as though I was his younger brother, and we would have a

real nice time. I knowed what he wanted. He is an old masher, that's

what's the matter with him, and he was going to play himself for a

batchelor. O, thunder, I got on to his racket in a minute. He was

introduced to some of the girls and Saturday evening he danced till the

cows came home. At home he is awful fraid of rheumatiz, and he never

sweats, or sits in a draft; but the water just poured off'n him, and he

stood in the door and let a girl fan him till I was afraid he would

freeze, and just as he was telling a girl from Tennessee, who was joking

him about being 'a nold batch,' that he was not sure as he could always

hold out a woman hater if he was to be thrown into contact with the

charming ladies of the Sunny South. I pulled his coat and said, 'Pa how do

you spose Ma's hay fever is to-night, I'll bet she is just sneezing the

top of her head off.' Wall, sir, you just oughten seen that girl and Pa.

Pa looked at me as if I was a total stranger, and told the porter if that

freckled faced boot-black belonged around the house he had better be fired

out of the ball room, and the girl said 'the disgustin' thing!' and just

before they fired me I told Pa he had better look out or he would sweat

through his liver pad.

"I went to bed and Pa staid up till the lights were put out. He was mad

when he came to bed, but he didn't kick me, cause the people in the next

room would hear him, but the next morning he talked to me. He said I might

go back home Sunday night, and he would stay a day or two. He sat around

on the veranda all the afternoon, talking with the girls, and when he

would see me coming along he would look cross. He took a girl out boat

riding, and when I asked him if I couldn't go along, he said he was afraid

I would get drowned, and he said if I went home there was nothing there

too good for me, and so my chum and me got to firing bottles of champagne,

and he hit me in the eye with a cork, and I drove him out doors

and was just going to shell his earth works, when the policeman collared

me. Say, what's good for a black eye?"

The grocery man told him his Pa would cure it when he got home. "What do

you think your Pa's object was in passing himself off for a single man at

Oconomowoc?" asked the grocery man, as he charged up the cucumber to the

boy's father.

"That's what beats me. Aside from Ma's hay fever she is one of the

healthiest women in this town. O, I suppose he does it for his health, the

way they all do when they go to a summer resort, but it leaves a boy an

orphan, don't it, to have such kitteny parents?"

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