Rensselaer Republican, Volume 15, Number 49, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 16 August 1883 — THE BAD BOY. [ARTICLE]

THE BAD BOY.

" ! “Come in,” said the grocery man to tha bad boy, as the youth stood on the steps in an uncertain sort of a way, as though be did not know whether he would be welcome or not. “I tell you, boy, I pity you. I understand your pa has got to drinking again. It is too bad. I can’t think of anything that humiliates a boy and makes him so ashamed as to have a father that is in the habit of hoisting in too much benzine. A boy feels as though every one was down on him, and I don’t wdnder that such boys often turn out bad. What started your pa to drinking again?” “Oh, ma thinks it was losing money on the Chicago races. You see, pa is great on' pointers. He don't usually bet unless he has got a sure thing, but when he gets what they call a pointer; that is, somebody tells him a certain horse is sure to win, because the other horses are to be pulled back, he thinks a job has been put np, and if he thinks he is inside the ring he will bet. He says it does not do any harm to bet, if you win, and he argues that a man wh# wins lots of money can do a great deal of good with it. But he had to walk home from the Chicago races all the same, and he has been steaming ever Binoe. Pa oan’t stand adversity. But I guess we have got him all right now. He is the scariest man you ever saw,” and the boy took a can-opener and began to cut the zinc under the stove, just to see if it would work as well on zinc as on tin. “What, you haven’t been dissecting him again, have you?” said the grocery man, as he pulled a stool up beside the the boy to hear the news. “How did’ you bring him to hiß senses?” “Well, ma tried having the minister talk to pa, but pa talked Bible, about taking a little wine for the stomaoh’s sake, and’ gave illustrations about Noah getting full, so the minister couldn’t brace him up, and then ma had some of the sisters come and talk to him, but he broke them all up by talking about what an appetite they had for champagne punch when they were out in camp last summer, ancT they couldn’t have any effect on him, and so ma said she guessed I would have to exercise my ingenuity on pa again. Ma has an idea that I have got some sense yet, so I. told her that if she would do just as I said, me and my chum would scare pa so he would swear off. She said she would, and we went to work. First I took pa’s spectacles down to the optician, Saturday night, and had the glasses taken out and a pair put in their place that would magnify, and I took them home and put them in pa’s spectacle case. Then I got a suit of clothes from my chum’s uncle’s trunk, about half the size of pa’s clothes. My chum’s uncle is a very small man, and pa is corpulent. I got a plug hat three sizes smaller than pa’s hat, and took the name out of pa’s hat and put it in the small bat. I got a shirt about half big enough for pa, and put his initials on the thing under the bosom, and got a number fourteen collar. Pa wears seventeen. Fa had promised to brace up and go to church Sunday morning, and ma put these small clothes where pa could put them on. I told ma, when pa woke up, to tell him he looked awfully bloated, and excite his curiosity, and then send for me.” “You didn’t play such a trick as that on a poor old man, did you?” said the grocery man, as a smile came over his lace. “Yon bet. Desperate diseases require desperate remedies. Well, ma told pa he looked awfully bloated, and that his dissipation was killing him, as well as all the rest of the family. Pa said he guessed he wasn’t bloated very much, but he got up and pnt on his spectacles and looked at himself in the glass. You’d a dide to see him look at himself. His face looked as big as two faces, through the glasses, and his nose was a sight. Fa looked scared, and then he held up his hand and looked at that. His hand looked like a ham. Just, then I came in, and I turned pale, with some chalk on my face, and I begun to cry, and I said, ‘Oh,pa, what ails you? You are so swelled up I hardly knew yon.’ Pa looked sick to his stomach, and then he tried to get on the pants. Oh, my, it was all I could do to keep from laughing to see him pull them pants oa. He oould just get his legs in, and when I got a shoe horn and gave it to him, he was mad. He said it was a mean boy that would give bis pa A shoe-horn to pnt on pants with. The pants wouldn’t come around pa into ten inches, and pa said he must have eat something that disagreed with him, and he laid it to watermelon. Ma stuffed her handkerchief in her mouth to keep from lafflng, when she see pa look at huself. The legs of the pants were so tight pa couldn’t hardly breathe, and he turned pale, and saici, * Hennery, your pa is a mighty sick man,’ and then ma and me both laughed, and he said we wanted him to die so we could spend his life insurance in riotous living. But when pa put on that condensed shirt, ma she mid down on the lounge and fairly yelled, and I laughed till my side ached. Pa got it over his head, and got his hands m the sleeves, and couldn’t get it either way, and he couldn’t see ns laugh, but he could hear us, and he said, ‘lt’s darned funny, aint it, to have a parent swelled up this war. If I bust you will both be sornr.’ Well, ma took hold of one side of the shirt, and I took hold of the other, ,and we pulled it on, and when pa’s head came up through the collar, his face was fairly bine. Ma told him she was afraid he would have a stroke of apoplexy before he got his clothes on, and I guess pa thought so too. He tried to get the collar on, but it wouldn’t go half way Around his neck, and he looked in the glass sad cried, he looked so. He sat

j * out of breath, and the shirt and pants r ipped, and pa said there was lo use living if he was going to be a rival to a fat woman in the side-show. Just then I put the plug hat on pa’s bead, and it waa so small it was going to roll off, when pa tried to fit it on his head, and then he took it off and looked inside of it, to see if it was his hat, and when he found his name it it, he said, Take it way. Mv head is all wrong, too.’ Then he told me to go for the doctor mighty quick. I got the dqptor and told him what we were trying to do with pa, and he said he would finish the job. So the doc came in mid pa was on the lounge, and when the doc saw him he said it was lucky he was called just as he was, or we would have called an undertaker. He put some pounded ioe on pa’s head the first thing, ordered the shirt out open and we got the pants off. Then he gave pa an emetic, and had his feet soaked, and pa said ‘ Doc, if you will bring me out of this I will never drink another drop.’ The doo told pa that his life was not worth a button if he ever drank again, and left about half a pint of sugar pills to be fired into pa everv five minutes. Ma and me sat up with pa all day Sunday, and Monday morning I changed the spectacles and todk the olothes home, and along about noon pa said he felt as though he oould get up. Well, you never see a tickleder man than pa was when he found the swelling had gone down so he could get his pants and shirt on, and he says that doctor is the best in this town. Ma says I am a smart boy, and pa has taken the pledge, and we are all right. Say, you don’t think there is anything wrong in a boy playing it on his pa, once in a while, do you?” "Not much! you have very likely saved your pa’s life. No, sir, joking is all right when by so doing you can break a person of a bad habit,” and the grocery man cut a chew of tobacco ofl a piece of plug that w 4 as on the oounter, which the boy had soaked in kerosene, and before he had fairly got it rolled in his oheek he spit it out and began to gag, and as the boy started leisurely out the door the grooeryman said, “Look-a-here, condemn you, don’t you ever tamper with my tobacco again, or by thunder I!ll maul you;” and he followed the boy to the door, spitting cotton all the way, and as the boy went around the corner the grooery man thought how different a joke seemed when it was on somebody else. And then he turned to go in and rinse the kerosene out of his mouth, and found s sign on a box of green apples, as follows: “Colic or cholera infantum. You pays your money and takes your choice'*— Peck's Sum.