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

music, but could scarcely conceal her con
tempt when her lovelorn swain hones]y
declared that his flvorile tunes were We'll,
and Old Hundred, and that the only poem
he had ever read in his life was fourth Of
July Grafton.
At length Hannah LEFT the room, and
Jonathan, with degree of trepidation
which may easily be conceived, broke the
ice: Nancy, 'spose you can guess wha,
| came here for this evening. The long
1 and short Of the matter is ths--mother is
growing old and feeble, and isn't quite so
cute at milking and making butt r and
cheese, and doing other odd chores about
the house, as she used to be, and have
come TO the resolution of getting married
before winter sets in. Now Nancy, |
want good, smart, handsome wife. Eve.
ny body says you are plaguey pretty gal,
| and know you was real smart one be-
fore you went 10 Boston two years ago
and SO, II you VIII have me, say so at once,
and there's my hand-the hand Of New
England farmer
1t is impossible TO describe the indigna.
ton and scorn which shone in the black
eyes ofthc lovely Nancy Tompkins, at this
unceremonious proposal. She looked al
him for moment in silence, as if trying to
annihilate the presumptuous youth with a
frown. AT length her feelings found vent
in words.
Mr.. Brown = said she, Il am almost
struck speeches. with establishment a
your presumption in supposing that Nancy
Tompkins is TO be wooed and won by q
man in this abrubt, oH.hand manner. a
long series of attentions of the most tender
and delicate nature alone would induce me
10 exchange my present state Of celibacy,
for the joys and sorrows, and.!blisses and
| disquietudes of welded life. And fur
thermore, the youth who will be fortunate
enough to gain my virgin affections, must
be well educated, Mr.. Brown. He mus
be well acquainted with the Waverly nov.
els, Mr.. Brown. He mus, write poetry
and he able to appreciate my perlormo nee
on the piano, Mr.. Brown. And he mus
love me ardcntly and devotcdly, and be
able TO support me in a style OF gentilily
to which you, or your humdrum conneN.
ions, have never been accustomed, Mr.
Brown. And as for milking your dirty
cows, or making your filthy butter ant
cheese, would have you TO know that
consider such things beneath me, Mr.
Brown. You are mistaken in your estima
uon of my character, sir. Or do you fan.
cy yourself the Grant Signori, who has on,
to nod to be obcyedl Your impertinence
sir, is unparalleled; and am absolutely
struck dumb with amaZement.'
I'oor Jonathan was ihunderstruck at thC
temper which TIC lovely fair one displaye'
in this speech, and The volubity with whicl
it was delivered. At the first pause, III
seized his hat and left the house wiihou
uttering a word.
Mistaken, sure enough said Jonathan
t, himself, as he relreaied from the entry
n / turned down a lane which led to Cap
| am Pikin's farmhouse : 'what a tongu,
the jade has--and what lucky escap'
rom &c ,th--lor if should marry her
should not live six weeks--she would scol'
me to death in short mcire.'
lie found Peggy Pitkin looking as bloom
ing as rose. She seemed delighted t
see Mr.. Brown-and the old folks took tn
hint, and went to bed in good season. Jon
athan htched his chair nearer, and he ain
the fair Peggy were soon Oh The best term
in the world.
Peggy said he, 'you're q tarnatio
pretty gal. Iswow if you ant q real beau
ty. should like TO have you III b
darn'd i'll shouldn't
Nov. Mr.. Brown, don't be talking S
foolish, you make me blush TO hear you,'
Il declare, Peggy, Pm serious. Their
pretty, rosy lips were made on purpose t
be kiss'd, and iii be darn'd if don't hay
buss'
'Come, none Of that Mr.. Brown. lneN
t er let the fellers come SO near me as tina
Keep your. distance, tell you. If you &
to be rude, Mr.. Brown, Ill hoi@'
r Don't be vexed, Peggy. You're S
5 pretty believe | must have one bliss
t sSow will
Here struggle commenced Jon'
, than, you mustn't act so-an't you ashame
S of yourseli--let me aone--I declare no,
III holow--I will sartinly will'-mu
c INJURED the coy maiden, almost out of breat
;, Jonathan being novice in love affair
S was somewhat alarmed at those reiteratt
: threats, and thought he had gone too ia
o Not caring to alarm the family merely Il
e kiss, he was about to relinquish the q
tack, when her brother Tom, who occuple
i a bed in an adjoining room, and had bee
:. quietly listening TO the interesting dlscu
sion between the lovers. bawled out, dor
mind what she says, Mr.. Brown. She .
e ways says she'll holler--but she ner
II does
This was damper. Peggy blushod
J. deep scarlet and jonathan, whose passi'
d was suddenly extinguished by this inere'
:. ing piece Of Information. sprung from d
n lovely Peggy's side, and with cool go
/ night, Miss piikin,' left the house.
> so them" soliloquized the youth as
: wendell his way towards the snug Gotta,
where Sally Johnson lived" the stories tn
5, heard about that gal are true as gosp
arter all. But who'd have thought 1t; al
f. she looked SO plagucy pretty too
b, 1t was nearly half past nine o'cloclcwh'
our hero reached Mr.. Johnson's door, |
9. entered without knocking, perceiving
St light in the kitchen, and found no one
ST but Sally, who was busily engaged in KIN
ii ting by the iircsde. Sally seemed aslo
ut shed TO behold Jonathan Brown ct Il
time in the evening, but rose immediate
d, and reached him chair.
G, MY father, Mr.. Brown said she, n