STORY OF A GOOD LITTLE BOY. 6 1 



through the roof and soared away towards the sun, with the fragments of those 

 fifteen dogs stringing after him like the tail of a kite. And there wasn't a 

 sign of that alderman or that old iron foundry left on the face of the earth ; and, 

 as for young Jacob Blivens, he never got a chance to make his last dying speech 

 after all his trouble fixing it up, unless he made it to the birds ; because, although 

 the bulk of him came down all right in a tree-top in an adjoining county, the 

 rest of him was apportioned around among four townships, and so they had to 

 hold five inquests on him to find out whether he was dead or not, and how it 

 occurred. You never saw a boy scattered so. * 



Thus perished the good little boy who did the best he could, but didn't come 

 out according to the books. Every boy who ever did as he did prospered except 

 him. His case is truly remarkable. It will probably never be accounted for. 



• This glycerine catastrophe is borrowed from a floating newspaper item, whose author's name I 

 would give if I knew it. — [M. T.J 



