Constantine republican. [volume] (Constantine, Mich.) 1836-1838, 1837-10-11

bonnet, that it shan'l be my fault if she doe,
not become Mrs. Brown. But ii she's foo
enoughfo say may there's Nancy Tomp
kins, who has lately retired from Visiting
herrich uiiclolI 45eston. She's Used Il
gcnleel society IS quite d lady I; been ed.
ucateds at d boardjpg school. and will make
me asAashy wife. : don't believe she's got
asbcax Yet and daro snY MN be glad OF
such chance. Then there 8 Peggy Pin.
kin, the prettiest gA in all the town. r.
!. boz sure there's always some spark artcr
fber; aud,somesf2z asHs1elLslranpe stories
bother !S{l lAen though
dare say Icaii l'slxe Herr Xfid il the worst
comes TO the worst, there Sally Johnson.
/ She's no great beauty, il is true; but she
isr a good gal, and has been well brought
up. iand will make any mana capital wife. .
BY iingo," exclaimed Jonothan who by
this time had worked himself into a com.
plete matrimonial passion, ell strike a
bargain with one of them before enter my
own doors again." AS he expressed this
praseworfhy resolution he reached the
door OF Squire Jones' house.
He found the inmates, Mrs. Jones; her
blooming daughter Nabby, and her three
! youngest daughters, all busily engaged in
preparing "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 cordali-
ty. And from Nancy's appearance, being
tricked out in all her Sunday finery, it was
plain that come important person or per.
sons were expected TO partake with them
their evening meal. He seated himself and
began to joke Nabby on her looks +" !
swow now, Nabby, you look downright
handsome. You are beauty, Nabby f;
there's no two ways about it don't be.
lieve the President ever had such pretty
gal for his wife in all his li(e."
Although Nabby giggled little, she did
not seem particularly haltered by these
complimentary remarks, but her face beam
ed with most bewtching smile, when the
noise Of carriage was heard, and Simon
Thompson, IN dashing gig, drove into the
yard.
=" Heigho !" sighed Jonathan, " see how
the cat jumps. If | had only been week
or two sooner, there might have been SOM
chance. However, wont quit the houst
till I've popped the question; and if | ge
the bag? twont kill me-"
Simon Thompson was received by the
ladies in their. kindest manner, but poo
jonathan was treated with killing GOODNESS
which made him feel rather queer. But he
bravely resolved to bring the matter to is
sue; and accordingly when Nabby left The
room to attend to some household duties
Jonathan rose, and much 10 the surprise o
all, and 10 the great annoyance of Simon
followed her TO another apartment.
'Nabby,' said Jonathan, I've been think
ing about taking wife. Mothers got ST
damation cross, that can't live so no lon
ger-and there's no gal in all these part
that like half so well as do you and
You'll have me, don't stand shilly shall
| about il, but say so at once--and | don
believe that you'll ever have cause to re
greet it,"
Nabby blushed TO the eyes" Mr.
Brown, she stammercd out after biting he
thumb nails for few moments, 81 an
much obliged TO you fer your good opinion
but fear it is out Of my power TO con
tribute to your happiness. | hope you
find partner more deserving than poo
Nabby Jones. At any rate, you can
marry me, for I---ain--already- -engaged!
Whcugh = whsted Jonathan. Blu
there now, | thought so. You are goin
to marry that young dandy in t'other room
Well, don't believe he'll make you half S
good husband as | shouldn't if yo
like him better, III say no more about it,
I've dreadful good mind to lick him, tho
Good bye, Nabby.'
WELL said Jonathan, as he trudge
slowly along the road which led 10 the ven
, cradle mansion of Gen. Tompkins, 9 tn
game is up but who would believe Il Q
such cute and slick gal as Nabby Jone
r would throw herself away upon that sneak
ing puppy, Simon Thompson. Neve
mind--there's as good fish in the sea 9
{ ever was caught--and it's hard if | can
: toll one in my net" As he made this cor
/, soing reflection, he found himself standin
! on the door steps of General Tompkin
} house.
{ Jonathan cast rather suspicious ganc
upon the well polished brass knocke
{ which had been affixed to the General
i door since Nancy's return from Boston,
: That's as much as to say quoih he
!. himself, 'that no one should enter hel
d without knocking.
: He lifted the knocker, and gave thu
a dering rap. A little girl came 10 the doc
Il Is your sister Nancy at home, Hannah
g Il don't know for sar;in, but I'll see.'
a Strange thought Jonathan, that 81
!. should not know whether her sisters
@ home or not
}. Nancy screamed the little girl, on
!. pening the parlor door, in key so lol
a that Jonathan heard every word. M
Jonathan Brown is at the door and asks 4
n you. Shall tell him you're at home 2
n Il suppose you must let the BOBBY il
(; answered the accomplished young lady
ID 81 wonder what is his business with me-
is Hes dressed up in his Sunday cothe
ID and perhaps he's come sparkling.
\. BOBBY muttered Jonathan to himse
ID But if ever get madam under my thuu
q III make her change her tone, guess
rs Our hero entered the room. The q
compIIshed young LAZY laid down the Il
N new novel, and received him in the mi
L. approved fashionable style. TOO mu
c. Formally by half,' thought Jonathan Il
Sc never mind, she's tarnatlon pretty.
IN Our BOBBY was at first little nbasht
if but as he was PLAYING desperate gan