Democratic Sentinel, Volume 5, Number 39, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 4 November 1881 — A Boy Who Squirmed to Wiggle. [ARTICLE]

A Boy Who Squirmed to Wiggle.

“My son,” said a Mulberry-street mother. “ go down to the grocery and get me a can of condensed milk.” “I should squirm to wiggle,” answered the boy. “jGo on, I tell you.” “I should limp to jump.” “If you don’t go this instant I’ll tell your father when he comes home. ” “Ishould blow to tattle.” “ Never mind, sir.” “ I should whoop to squeal.” When the father camo the mother said: “I wish that you’d whip Tom. He positively refused to go down to the grocery, and told me that I was a tattler and that he would jump on me if I didn’t mind.” “Tom.” “ Yes, sir.” “ What was that you said to your mother ? ” “ Never said nothin’.” “ Then I am a story teller and you are a pretty boy,” said the mother. “ Look here, young man; if you don’t behave yourself I’ll thrash you. Do you hear ? ” “ I should titter to snort.” “Dome here to me, sir,” and the young man squirmed to wiggle, limped to jump, blew to tattle, whooped to squeal and tittered to snort. It is a popular fallacy that leeches and mosquitoes take only the bad or impure blood from the body. They take just what • they can get, whether good, bad or indifferent, n .