The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1835-02-11

ana reured TO wet her widowed couch with tears,
aud TO dream of n new husband.-Thc truth is, she
had cast her eye upon the hired man, as a very
proper person to Gil her late husbands place. "Hc
is TO be surc,' thought she, but youth but then
he rs wel-growh one, and in time If he lives aud
does well he will become an old man. An old
fudge! Give me me young man any time IN pref
erencc to an old one But shall marry Cos
ling! Shall be called Mrs. Goslingl what name!
But Mrs. Anything is preferable to the Widow So
and so. But then again, the creature is so stupid
he'll never take the hint--hell never understand
what l want Of him. l may sigh my heart out, and
the fool will think it's all for my poor dead husband.
But, heigh no it's very strange if widow OF for
ty, who has been five times married. shouldn't be
able to court up young man of twenty"
The widow Griffin had now fairly set her cap for
poor Jonas and when once q woman so far de-
parts from the decorum of her to set in ear
nest about wooing husband, she is not apt to al
low any common obstacles to battle her underta-
king. The widow lost no opportunity of winding
herself into the good graces of the hired man. She
looked the most killing things imaginable. She sat
with him whole hours of an evening" and talked Of
nothing but love, and matrimony, and turtles, and
Cupid, and such like tender topics, of which Jonas
understood little or nothing Indeed, his replies
were sometimes most provokngly stupid as for in
stance, when she was evening talking about Cu-
pd, he observed that he was nasty snappish little
cur, and he wondered Mrs. Buuerfield would keep
such worthless good-for-nOthDg dog as he.
Dog" exclaimed the widow, "what are you
talking about, Jonas p
What why I'm talking about Mrs. Butterfeld's
dog Cupid; to be sure" said Gosling, honestly
" and if there's more worthless dog in town than
he, don't know where eheis.-Hc'llneher hunt cat
tie kill woodchucks, and he is always barking
at every body that goes along"
Fie fe jonas" said the widow, leering kind
ly on him, "why will you always affect to msun-
derstand in this cruel mannerl Mrs. Butterheld's
dog indeed Twas the god of love his bow and
arrow that i meant"
"Oh" ah the bow narrow it, such we
see in the almanac in the month of December All,
yes, understand now."
At another time, when the armorous widow was
speaking about the fondness Of turtles, Jonas re-
marked that he thought the critters very fond
of summing themselves, as he had often them
on top of a log or stone, where they had crawled
out of the water on sun-shny day"
"Crawlcd out of the water ~ said the widow in
astonishment, {" / didn't know that they ever went
into water"
You didn't know that turtles ever went into the
water !" exclaimed Jonas with equal astonishment
-" why they live half the time in water, and some
on em all the time except VIXEN they come up to
sun themselves, as said afore. Why, didn't you
never see how quickly they'd pop their heads into
their shells, when they any body coming along"
"Oh, la " returned the widow, who had just
caught the meaning of honest JONAS you're think
ing about pond-turtles, and about trec-turtles."
=" Sartainly, Mrs. Griffin, Pm thinking about
pond turkles, and mud turkles, and sich like but
never never see one OMEN II tree yet, not l."
4" It's turtle doves mean," said the widow with
a fond smile, |" but you will always pretend not to
understand me. But, as the negro said, the still
sow eat up the swill.' You know what you're
about, though you do pretend to be so dumb
ft,.n
things the house afforded. She placed him at the
head of the table, and even made him a present of
her late husbands's clothes.
"Oh ~ said she, with sigh, he put on the
garments, :" how much you do look like my late
husband only great deal vounger-but, la that S
no fault at all in my cyc-and I'm sure l wouldn't
marry man, bit the less for being of your age.
And then, | said before, you look so much like
my dear good Mr. Griffin, that making allowance
for ages, you are as much alike two pease."
"All that may be too" replied Jonas, "and yet
not be so dreadful near alike neither. Now there s
difference in pease, Mrs. Griffin-thercs tho early
pea, there's the marrowat, and there there's the SUI
gar pea"
"Ah, yes" said the widow, "you've hit it now
That's it exactly -
" Hit what exactly ~
"Why the peasc-my husband was the marrow
fat and you're the sugar pea"
! As the armorous dame said this, she looked as if
she would make good the truth of her words by
presently eating up the sugar pea she choose to
call MIR. Gosling But Jonas, we are sorry to say,
did not understand her; and she obliged to va
ry her mode of attack in order get possession of
his heart. Like other persons who in love she
even attempted something in rhyme; and one day
Jonas found slip of paper in his path, on which
was the following:
"Oh, Mr. GosGng ii You knew
How much love YOU and how uie
| .... You would so cruel be
As not to love and pity me.
You know name I'll not tell
oh, did you know my heart as WELL
You never would cruel be =
As not to love and marry me-"
This was not signed, as the widow would have