The Northern star, and farmers' and mechanics' advocate. [volume] (Warren, R.I.) 1830-1834, 1833-07-06
From the Exeter News Letter.

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Jonathan Brown was one ofthe likell-
est fellows who resided 10 the pleasant
village Of Nemochink, in the year of our
Lord 1890. He was about six-snd twen-
ty years ofage, of an athletic figure, ahd
iron constitution ; and it was said he could
NOW over more acres Of land, or lay up
more rods Of stone wall in day, than any
lad in those parts.
His father had been dead about three
years and half, and had left the bulk Of
his property, consisting of large dwelling
hose, a spacious barn and out-houses, and
a fourishing farm, to his beloved SON
Jonathan. His Younger sister lived with
him, and his mother acted in quality Of
housc-kecper.
After his fathers death every thing went
on smoothly enough for time but at
length the old lady unwisely aimed at des-
potic authority, and expressed resolution
to regulate the household affairs, without
regard TO the convenience or wishes OF hor
son. Jonathan bore it patiently enough
for few months-but one day after vi-
olent dispute with his maternal parent re.
specting the propriety Of killing and salt
ing down favorite porker, before or az
ter Thanksgiving, Jonathan undutifully
declared that he would live SO no longcr,
and cruelty destroyed oil the old lady's
dreanns of dominion, by expressing de-
termination to get wife.
1t was about four O'Clock in the aner-
noon Of the 18th of November, when JON
a,han Brown proceeded to put himself in
decent trim; and when the rich harvest Of
his chin and upper lip had been gathered
when his hair was smoothly combed
and he was attiled in his best broadcloth
coat and untakaboutables, with silver
watch and waistcoat to match, ,-hc was
as decent looking fellow and personabo
sort Of man as one would see in sum-
mer's day.
AS he sighingly left his native home up.
on this most important expedition, he com.
muned with himself Il never had muJh
acquaintance with the gals about in thcca
parts, and l don't know as any cf them
will have me. 'Tis but trying, arter al!
and if ono won't, another will. TherS' q
Squire jones daughter Nubby. Sne's
real fine gal-l'll try her first. They
say Deacon Thompson's son has sncak-
ing notion arter her-I don't believe it,
May be she'll think herself too much Of
lady for me but she look'd 30 pretty
last Sunday at meeting in her new bonnet,
that it shant be my fault if she does
not become Mrs. Brown. But if she's
fool enough TO say Nay there's Nadcy
Ihompkins, who has lately returned from
visiting her rich uncle in Boston. Shei
used to genteel society--is quite a jadJ
been educated at boarding school, ,snS
and will make me fashy wife. f'ccn' |
believe she's got beau yet and I dare /,
say will be glad ofsuch a chance. Thei 4
there's Peggy Pipkin, the prettiest gal il !
th, town. TO be sure there's Away 8
some sparks arter her--and some folks d,
tell some strange stories Other, but dom t
believe them though. ! dare say csi
have her. And if The worst comes to the,
worst, there's Sally Johnson. She's NO
great beauty, it is true but she is good
girl, and has been we'll brought up, aud
will make any man a capital wife BY
lingo, exclaimed Jonathan, who by this
time had worked himself into Complete
matrimonial passion, T'Il strike a bargain
with one Of them, before enter my own
doors again! As he expressed This prais-
worthy resolution, he reached the door Of
Squire Jones's house. ~,
He found the inmates, Mrs. Jones, her
blooming daughter Nabby, and her three
younger daughters, all busily engxged in
good things for tea. He was
soon aware that he had arrived at an un-
lucky moment, for he was not welcomed
BY Mrs. Jones with her accustomed COR
diality. And from Nabby's appearance,
being tricked out in all her sunday 6nery,it
was plain that some moro important per-
son or persons we're expected. Howev>
er, he seated himself, and began to joke
with Nabby on her looks: Il swow nav.
Nabby, you look right-down hundsome,
You arc beauty--there's no two ways
about i'll don't believe the President.
ever had such a pretty litil0 gal for his
wife in all his lile.' :,
Although Nabby gigl,d little, she did
not seem particularly Aattered by these,
complimentary reynarks--but her facc
beamed with most bewaching smile
when the noise of a carriage was heard,
and Simon Thompson, in a dsshing gig
drove into the yard.
'Ilishop sighed Jonathan; l see how
the cnt jumps. IfIhad only been week
or two sooner, there might have been
some chance. However, wont quit tho
house til I've popped hs qussfion---if do,
I'll be darn'd;--snd il l get the bag,
y wont kill mo- -
Simon Thompson was received by tho
Indies in their kindest manner, but poor