Herald of the times. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1830-1846, 1841-12-09

heT. one therefore tolo her kinu lfteuus
and devoted lover, as they met alone on
the day in question, and her eyes dan
ced with merry light as she did 81,
that she would consent 10 marry him u he
Vouid cut Of his queue
"aly queue :" he repeated, catching
hold of 1t, and starting back from her.
"indeed, Mr.. Iiadnway," she said,
laughing; SNOW can 80 young ssl
am, possibly marry a gentleman With
queue Z"
"My queue ?" no repeated, catching
hiJ breath.
"indeed, my dear and generous friend,
she said, feeling for him, but unable 10
restrain her laughter at his aspect OF
grief and CONSERVATION 81 am sorry
To grieve you-but ! cannot have bus
who wears queue ~
"You were born with this dislike for
my queue inyour very composition ~ he
said, shaking his head. "When but
foul years old, you took hold of and
nsked d me why didn't tot il off Z" Oh
yon mischief! VIII nothing less serve
you = he asked, with ludicrous earnest
ness, as if she had demanded his head.
"No, sir"
"Alas, alas My queue Oh never,
never, Fanny ~
"Alas, alas My hand Oh nevef,
Mr.. lladaway ~
\ "Nou are cruel thus 10 dash the cup Of
bliss from my lips !"
\ "You are not deeply in love, Mr.
lIadaway, toprefer queue to bride ~
"But it IS my queue, Fanny my
QUEUE ~ o
II know it, and feel for you, Mr.. Had
away but ! am sorry that it is So" she
said, quietly.
81 can't think Of it, Fanny, much as
| love you !"
81 will give you week to think Of it,
Mr.. Hadaway," said the maiden, laugh
ing as she retrealed to the cottage.
During that week, poor Mr. Hada-
way went almost distracted at the IDEA
of losing Fanny or his queue, both
equally dear to him. lie had resolved
to take the week she had given him TO
think Of it, Sad, melancholy week 1t
was for our queud lover. AT length
Sunday morning came-ihe day on which
he was 10 give his answer-hIs last day
of grace. Business had taken and kept
him late in the city since Saturday morn
ing, for a schooner was To sail. He had
lodged at the Wavcrlsy House, and now
made his toilet with peculiar care, pre-
paratory TO visiting Weehawken. He
was at length dressed-but his queue,
the fatal queue, was still retained with all
its silkcn honors OF twist, and the neat
bow of black ribbon at the end.
He stood and gazed long in the glass
he took il between his thumb aud fin
ger-he rubbed il gentiy-he sighed,
shook his head, aud saiC emphal'cally-
".No if Fanny will not have me with
my queue, she shan't marry me without
IT! To be sure it is self-denial for n
young wife OF eighteen, to have hus-
band with a queue. But then what
shall | do ? cannot cut it off! Oh,
my dear, Fanny, If you knew what n
sacrifice you cruelty demand me to mako ,
Oh my poor queue If you knew tho
danger with which you are meDaced -
| My dear Fanny my poor queue /! NV
Fanny my queue No ! will not cul
it off! III try and reconcile her TO il
III 20 in 10 Cavanna's, my barber's, and
get him TO dress it lie shall make
look divinely 1t shall be irresistible
in Fanny's eyes. She shall fall in love
with its shall III try il! III go
this minute Cut it off oh, no never
I.-no never ~
I Thus speaking Mr.. Hadaway hurricd
from the hotel to Cavanna's. Lo ho
was shut up! he had gone down To
! Connecticut TO see his son in the steamer,
the day before
\ "what shall DO ?" though, Mr..
| Hadaway. "Ah, viii 60 to Berna-
/ duue. lie can make queue look char
mingly he used to dress DIR. MnchelPs.
/ IN go to Bernadotte forthwith"
II And in few moments alterward, M
Hadaway was ascending the stairs TO
Bernadoltc's fashionable rooms.
\ "Ah, Moisture Bernadoitse," he
said, speaking barbarc English TO tho
Frenchman, as certain gentleman do
when they talk 10 foreigner whose lam
guage they do not understand, as II he
could understand them with their villa
nous jargoD, better than he could II they
spoke correct Eng lish 81 wishee you Ia
dressc mine queue-you know vat-dl'
ting my queue ~ and MIR. Hadaway
/, took hold OF his queue and held it ont
: significantly
! Yes, Signore me on'sian' 700 =
: maxi him YER excellent 700 loik hin
: mooche ~
"Wee, Moshure-dst ish il vot
! want 4! You know him shee !" said tn,
luminous Mr.. Hadaway.
= "Sn down, if 700 plais, Signorc, sait
the barber; "dis high chair Dat vel
= soot Yoo 'avo yer' nice queue, Sis
more"
Eyes, Mosheer," said Mr.. Hadaway
, taking a seni, while the barber pinne'
= around his neck a large white cloth, nh'
: took up comb and pair of long gilt
;. tering scissors; the scissors flashed acros
, his eyes, and ho cried out, starting hal
:, up-"Nn coffee him no cot him on
~ hair Dessco him-dressec him ;'
'e eyes, ma on'slan'; me on'siRn' yoa
answered The barber, brsndlshing h'
u II nnd sc ,asnra ,l,nva hta hand