A Biographical Sketch of the Life and Character of Joseph Charless

ling about the town, peeping through the fences into the yards, watching out for chickens, or anything he could shoot with his arrow, or slip under his blanket. Little Joseph Charless had watched this famous old Indian thief, and determined to punish him for his wickedness. To accomplish this purpose, he armed himself with plenty of dried squashes, which he kept in the garret of his father’s house, near to the gable window, that fronted on the street. He watched his opportunity, and one day, as the Indian passed by, he threw a squash down upon the old fellow’s head. Soon after he peeped out to see if it had struck him, when whiz went the arrow, just grazing his face and sticking tight and firm into the window beam above his head! This fright cured him of “playing tricks upon travelers,” at least for awhile.

You see now, my dear children, from what I have told you, that “grandpa” was just such a boy as you are–-fond of fun and frolic, and of playing tricks.