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

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nation Of my character, sir. Or do yo
fancy yourself the Grand Seignor, VIII
has only TO drop his handkerchief at h
fleet Of whomsosyer his fancy may hsppe
TO dictatel Your imperiinence, sir,
unparalleled and l am absolutely slruc
dumb with amazrment!
Poor Jonathan was thunderstruck ,
|the temper which the lovely fair one dis
playedsin this speech and the volubiln
which il was delivered. At the first paus
he seized his hat an1 lell the house with
out uttering word.
Mistaken, sure enough!'ssid Jonatha
to himself, ms he reireatcd from the entry
and turned down a lane which led to Cap
tain Pipkin's farmhouse. 'Wha, a tongu
the jade has-and what lucky escap
from death! for if should marry her,
should not live six weeks she woul'
soon scold me to death
He found Peggy Pipkin looking n
blooming as a rose. She seemed deli ght
ed TO see Mr.. Brown, and the old folks
took the hint, and went to bed in goot
season. Jonathan hitched his chair near
er, and he and Peggy were soon on the
best terms in the world.
Peggy said he, you are tarnatior
pretty gal. ! swow nov, ifyou UNIT
real beauty. should like to have you
III be darn d If shouldn't
'Now Nj. Brown don't be talking go
make me blush to hear you.
Il declare Peggy Pm serious. Them
prett rosy lips were made on purpose to
be kissed-and iii be darn'd ifl don't
have buss.
sCeme, none oftbat, Mr.. Brown II ne
YER let the fcllcrs come us near as that
Keep your distance, ! tell you. lfyou
20 to be rude, III holler.'
Don't be vex'd Peggy. You're so
pretty, Il believe must have one buss-l
swowI WILL
Here struggle commenced, 'Jona-
han, you musn', act so-aint you sham
ID Of yourself-Let me alone-l declare
Lll holler!-I will sartinly will, MUIR
nured the coy maiden, almost out Of
,reath.
jonathan being novice in love affairs,
vas something alarmed at these reitera-
ed threats, and thought no had gone too
ar.-Not caring to alarm the family
merely for kiss, he was about to relia-
Iuish the attack, when her brother Sam,
,ho occupied bed in all adjoining room,
nd had been quietly listening to the in
presting discussion between the lovers,
awled out, Don't mind what she says
dr. Brown. She always says she'll hollcr
but she never does
This was damper. Peggy blushed u
ceper scarlet, and Jonathan whose pas
ion was suddenly exinguished by this
piece of information, sprung
rom the lovely Peggy's side, and with
ool good night, Miss Pipkin,' lett the
louse.
so then,' soliloquised the youth, as he
vended his way towards the snug cottage
.here Sally Johnson lived, the stories
Ieard about that gal are true as gospel ar
or all. But who'd have thought it-ahd
he look'd pretty too
It was nearly heif past nine o'clock,
yhen our hero reached Mr.. Johnson's
oor. He entsred without knocking ,per-
ewing light in the kitchen, and found
10 one up but Sally, who was very busi-
y engaged in knitting by the fire side
Sally seemed astoEislied TO behold Jona-
han at that time in the evening but arose
mmp diateIy and reached him chair.
my father, MIR. Brown said she, 'has
ust gone to bed, but if your business is
lrgent, I'll call him, ,'-and she moved to-
Yards the door.
Stop Sally exclaimed Jonathan,-(
my business is urgent, ! confess, but it
mt Exactly with your father. didn't
ONE all the way here to chat with him ]
uess. came here to see your
TO see me? bless me, MIR. Brown,
that can you want with ne at this time
'nightP i
: Sit down Sally, and III tell you oil
bout it,
Sally sat down, Jonathan drew his
hair towards her, and hemmed two or
hree times, to clear his throat or concen-
rate his ideas, never could learn pre-
isely which, and Sally looked up in his
nee. with expectation depicted on her
Intelligent aud not unhandsome counte-
Iance.
'You know how lonely like live down
q onder big house, Sally
'Lonely?-how can you say go, MIR. b.
vhen your own mother and dear little
lister lives with you
That's true,' continued Jonathan, 'but
mother is not always just the thing such
companion as like. Besides, winter
, coming on, and somehow I'm afraid l
hall sleep a cold-lhese long winter
ights.' l
tSleep a cold-these long winter nights!
n. Mr.. Brown what's that to meP
why Sally, il you must know I've Ia
en- kind Of fancy to you, and believe
~ vou would make me a Tight down