Mrs. Partington In A Drug Store

I wa3 oue duy honored wi' li a cali frota the fatnons Mrs. PartingtoD. Wiih a remarkablo elaslio step tor one of hor years abe tripped into tho Btore, bestowing botli a courtisy and a swilo upou the reudy plerk. " Good morning, uia'ain," said the Litter. " Good morning, r.i}' der," returned Mrs. Partiugton, llave you auy lirst rale odor cologne f ' " Some of au exeellant quality, tna'um ; uiada from deodorizod alcohol nin'yfivo percent., oil rosemaiy, bergamet, citrón ella, jesaaminc; ornngt", codrat, neroli, leaion, and lavender, warranted to be entircly freo from spirits of turpentine taiut, and as swiKt, and iiica, and es quisito as tbe Sabbath brcath of a garden of rarest ilowers " " ü, dear, dear, denr I" exclaimcd Mrs. Partington. " Theo I must have this bottle chock full. Ii's labelled 'ernptyings,' but thais no niatior. Tlint'rj bette r than to have it lubellcd ' orior colngnu ' when tbere's emptyings in it. Ttiey wouidu't be so good to pour on to your haukerebief, quite." So. sayiiig, the venerable lady begnn to pull at the stopplo. Finully succeediug iu drawing it oui, with ooe liand slie held on to it ïiglit, hftndiog the bottlo to the clerk with the other. " You aro like all other customers," I remarked Uharlio "You give the apothecary the bottle aud l;eep the cork. Tha apotlieeary always wan tri tho oork with tho battle." " Well, Ihere," said Mrs. Partington, " I made up my mi:i(!, long ago, n ver to be aslmined of learniug anytliing. Do you got nmny suoscripfions here ï" " A laige nuiuber, ma'um." " The llomer patlts don't write many, I hear." " Theirs are confined mostly to liniments," said Charley. " Well, that ruminds me tSiat I must get sotne anarchy Jtvwers" gaid Mrs. Partington. " You have 'cm, I buppose V" " Yes'm," replied Charlie, who was in the habit - prnctical fellow - of taking customers ag thoy mean iustead of as they say. " And I want gome gum tragedy, too ; two outices of eaeh." " Very well, we hsve them bolb." " Thn I want a lhtle pliysie. What's ihc kiud you Bell the most of f" " That is hard to teil. We have - " " Never mind, my dear," interruptcd Mrs. Partington. " I guess I'il lake some salts and hipt. Mrs. Ramsdell, she that was Matilda Stickeniilchstt, reconimended them to me last Buniíceiv' " What is it that you cali them ?" asked (Jharley ; for hero ho found himself stuek fust in the shoals of doubt. " Salts and bips," exclaimed Mrs. Partington. 'But there 1 I may be mistaken, iifter all. It was hipa and salts, T fl elio " " Epsom salU ; O, ves," responded Dharlie, bis ear at lust Biiccceding in 'ashionitig tlio intorJ„J „„„.l:. ._.:.,., ui rocal olemeuts. "We always keep them, pou know." " I know it now, if you teil the truth," aid Mrs. Pnrtingtou. " But Dow I hink of it, show me a small bottle of Sliermal.ker's Duneomle Lininnnl, pifase.'' Charlie produced the article in queslion. " Well, I 8upposo tliia is wliat I mean, if you say so," said the old lady, taking it up and examiDÏDg it; "but where upon earth is a body going to fiad the name ? I must put on niy epecs " " The namo is on tliG inside of the wrapper, ma'atn," expluined the c!erk.- " It is uot visible auywhcrea on the outside." " O, the pesky foole !" reiurned Mrs. Partington, iudignautly. " Don't the proprieiors know enough of propriety, aakt'8 ulive! to put the name of the article on the outside soniewhere ?" " I'm afraid they don't." replied Charlie. " It is a great annoyaLcc to clerks, this stupidity. No popular, succcsslul medicine ever comes ia ihis ehape, bc assured." " I declare, it sets me agaiost it," ssid Mrs. Partington. " I won't buy it, now, anyhow." " It takes a variety of poople to make a world - don't it ?:' remarked Charlie. " Yo?, it does," said Mrs. Partington. " You do talk reason, now. And you look so much like my Iko - as though you were brothers. But la ! you are not, of course." " Where is Ike now ?" " He's away at a boardiog-school. - Poor boy ! 1 kept him at the public eohoola till he grew so bold and saucy that I couldn't do a thiog with hiai. Ile says in his letters, la! that they keep up such a coriecting all the time ! If he don't fold his napkin right, it is " lie member, Ike ;' and if be don't pronounce as the confectionarin say, he is corrected that way ; and, poor boy, hc says he lives io a perfect House of Cor rection." Nov; the old lady had glided into lier most volublo mood. Her tongiie ran 01 and on unlil it finally fastened upon tbe doctors. Charlie had done up the lns parcel ordered, and Mis. Partington started for the door. " lint tuere is ono tlnng 1 do want to know," said slio, " before I loave. Can you tell me - for I nover heard the beat df jt - where the doctors get so mach brómale of compassian nowadays ? Tliey used to be such a hard-henrted set when I was a girl ! But 'twas a tremendo faculty tbey had, I konw. La ! Di Fobbs, he used to stick a tea-spoonful o pecac uucl calumny down my thrnat ani 1 never got a chance to taate oí' it a bit My Dtoiher, ebo wculd liavc eiHixed ni up for a who!o foretíoou if left witb he to minister Tliere, tiow ; T believo th met'tilecal faeulty the greutest in ih woild." Neither Charlie nor I was disposec to contradict this last aftMftioB of ou iuteresting customcr, v.bo now, as th borse-car was coming, bado lis gooc bye, nnd took her leuve.- Merry's Mi sewnfor April. A Paris letter says that a new con spiracy, wilh tho object of overthrowing the govornment, haa been diicovered. It was plamicd by fomo exiles in Switzerland, and wns inteuded includa many oifiects in the army. Seïtral arresta have been made and ihe vvhoïe affair it being keyt ng quito as possible.