The Columbia Democrat. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1837-1850, 1837-06-17

'"ii'' ''ho up anu sIOOu III tne parlOr, a.
waiting for orders.
'Mr. Barton said his wife, these are
your servants. Every thing you see around
you was mine-all is yours. You hear
me- addressing the servants, 'this gentle
man is my husband and your master. Obev
him as such. Now, sir, all | have to re-
quest is, that you will assume and maintain
your rights
Further she could not say, for the parlor
door was suddenly and violently thrown
open and an elderly, hard featured. coarse
looking man entered and stood for moment
gazing alternately at the lady and Mr.. Bar
ton.
'What is your business here, sir!' de-
manded he austerely of Mr. Barton, who
as he entered had seated himself, and re-
turned look for look. Mr.. Barton made no
reply.
Miss Moran said he, turning to Mrs.
Barton, 'can you explain why this man is
here?
'She need not take that trouble, sir re-
piled Barton, arising. THAT lady is my
wife, and am master ofthis house. And
allow me now to ask, sir, what is your bu-
siness here!
Your wife! your house! Upon my
word ha! ha! half and Mr.. Moran seated
himselfand laughed most heartily and scorn.
fully.
Come, SIR said Mr.. Barton, your pre-
sence is disagreeable. If you have any bu-
siness to transact, finish it quickly. We
wish to be alone
why, you impertinent sound
The word was not fully uttered. Mr..
Barton caught him by the collar, and shook
him till he was black in the face. 'Scound-
rel, you would have said, you lying, cheat
ing old villain. If you were not so old and
so contemplate, would not leave whole
bone in your lubberly carcase. know you
and if you are here, one hour from this time
and l see you, will have you sent to the
Police Office, where you may be forced to
make some disagreeable confessions, so now
be off and pack up;' and Mr.. Barton loosed
his hold of the terrified old man.
Mr.. Moran, for he it was, seated himself
to gain breath. DO you mean to say that
you are married to that man, Ellen!' asked
he contemptuously.
She did not deign him a reply, but sat
in silence awaiting the issue, and he turn
ed to Barton for further explanation.
Don't look to me sir. That lady, God
bless her, is my wife. She has told me all
your villainous conduct, and the sooner you
quit this house the better it may be for
you.
and who the devil are your demanded
Mr.. Moran, arising and coming close up to
Charles.
'Mr. Charles Barton, at your service,
sir. The son of better man than your
self and one who will love, honor and pro-
tect this lady, my wife. So be warned in
time, have said my say, and now be off
at once.
Mr.. Moran arose and moved toward the
bell rope. No one attempted to stop him.
lie rang it, and the servants, who ex-
pected a scene came in.
Turn this fellow out of doors at once,
said he, half choked with rage, pointing to
MIR. Barton, who stood unmoved. No one
started to execute the mandate.
john said Mr.. Barton, to one of them,
go into Mr. Moran's room; pack up every
hing there and have it sent according to
lis direction. BE quick, too
yes, sir said John, and he made his
Exit.
you see, SIR said he, turning to the
lstonished uncle, who had seated himself
II stupor, 81 am master here-or do you
wish further proof that my words are truel
f you do, will have yourselfurned out of
he house in one moment. Shall show
you then be convinced!
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