Martinsburg gazette and public advertiser. [volume] (Martinsburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1826-1833, 1833-08-29
"Er uno pisee omsus. :

'"eil' my dear, win you 90 to tia
party tonight you know we have :
very polite invitation
why, my love, just as you pleas.
you know | always wish to consul,
your pleasure
wei then, Harriet, suppose we po-
that is II you arc perfectly willing: nov
don't say-yes, because / do, for YOU
know that where you are, there lam
perfectly happy
why, my love, you would eniov
yourself there, ! am sure, and when.
ever you are happy shall be, ofcourse.
What dress shall | wear, WilIiam1--
my white satin with blon lie, or nv
ashes OF roses, or my levantine, or INV
white lace, you always know better
than about such things
Harriet, dearest, you look beau,i.
ful IN any thing, now take your own
choice to-nigbt--but think you look
very well in the white satin.'
There, William dear, knew Won
would think just as ldid-oh! how han.
Ply we shall be there tonight, and YOU
must promise not to leave me fora mo.
ment, for | shall be so sad if you do
leave thee dearest. leave thee,
No; by youder star swear"
ooh WilliaIa, dearest William, how
beautiful that IS, you are always learn.
ing poetry to make me happy
And Harriet, my own priced Har.
riet, would | not co any thing in the
world to give you one moments happi.
nessl On, you are SO very, very dear
to me, 1t seems at times almost too much
happiness 10 last
oh do not say so dear William, II
Will last--and we shall see many years
even happier than this, for will not our
love be stronger, and deeper every
year; and now dearest, | will be back
IN one moment, and then We will go.
There she has gone, brigh, and
beautiful creature that she is-Oh! how
miserable | should be without her-shs
mas indeed cast strong spell around
my heart, and one that never, no ne.
yer can be broken; she is the only star
OF my existence, guiding on to virtue
and happiness, and can ever love her
less than now!--can ever desert heri
Can l ever speak Of her in less than
terms OF praisel Oh, no, it is impos.
sible--she is too good, too pure: hap.
Ply, happy man that am
LEAF THE SECONDARY VIZ A pe ARR, ~...,.
"Finus eoronat opus"
'My dear, | will thank you to pass
the sugar, you did'n, give me but one
lump.
We'll, Mr.. Shocks, declare you
use sugar enough in your tea to swes.
tea a hogshead of vinegar. James,
keep your fingers out Of the sweet.
meats; Susan, keeps still bawling: I
declare it is enough to set one distrac.
ted--there, take that, you little wretch
why, Harriet, what has the child
done? | declare you are too hasty.'
i wish, Mr.. Shocks, you'd mind
your own business, you're always med.
ding with what don't concern YOU"
well, Mrs. Shocks, want to know
who has better right if have not
you're always fretting and tuning q.
bout nothing
PA, Thomas is tearing your news.
papers all up
'Tht mas, come here--how dare you
abuse my paper-Ill teach you to tear
1t agoin--there sir, how does tina.
ieel--now go TO bed!
'Mr. Shocks, you horrid wretch
how can you strike child of mine in
that way-come here Thomas, poor
fellow--did he get hurt-never mind
here's lump OF sugar; there, that'sa
good boy
Mrs. Shocks, let me tell you, you
will spoil the children; you know ne.
yer interfere when you see fit to pun.
ish child--its strange that a woman
can never do any thing right
Never do any thing right faith,
Mr.. Shocks, if nobody did any thing
right in this house but yourself, ! won.
der what would become of u.s.
Let me tell you, madam, this is in.
proper language for you, ma'am, and
III bear 1t no longer. You are {"
snaPpish and surly as--a--she dog
and If there is divorce to be had in
the land, III have it--you would wear
out the patience of Job.
% dear, how mad the poor man Isl
well, good night, my dear--pleasani
Dreams
There, she gone. Thank heaven,
| IN alone once more. Oh! unhappy
man that am, to be chained down to
such creature-she is the very es'
sence of all ugliness, cross and pcer.