Herald of the times. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1830-1846, 1843-01-12
Popular Coles.
From Sargent New Monthly M"s"s'"e sr January.
THE
BLUE STOCKING.
ny EPEs SARGENT.

woman that ever hved, ne pr"'npily re-
plicd she who has borne the greatest
number of children My friend Mrs.
Flulier differed in opinion from The
First Consul. 1t would seem tn hnve
been her conviction, that the greatest
woman was she who had written the
what might be their quality. From
this you will perceive that Mrs. Flulter
was q bIuc-srocking.
feel a certain delicacy in approach
ing this subject for, TO let the reader
INTO n secret, II was in my editorial
capacity that first became acquainted
with the heroine oi my narrative, which,
by the way, is every word true. She
would send To me large rolls of manu-
script tied with blue ribbons, accom-
panied by triangular note, which cou-
tanned ] request lha, would read and
inwardly digest her etliIsions, aud pub
lish them with such corrections in
punctuation as thought proper. Hard
and pcrplexIng is the fate of an editor.
While gallaniry urges him to admire,
how often will discrimination compel
him to condemn
Professional confidence should be
especially sacred But it is my foibIc,
when have hit upon a good thing, to
be reluctant to keep it to myself
must wiH tell you all about the
affair at Flutter'- for it made quite II
laugh at the tim ;" rs diner-out of
my acquaintance is IN the habit Of say
ing when his Jest misses fire.
The shortest way of arriving M a
competent knowledge Of the domestic
history and position o. the Flniier lami-
Iy at the period to which | refer, is to
listen to conversation between Flut-
ter himself and Colonel PIugg (you
know Plugg y which took place at the
bouse Of lhe former, while he and his
friend were waiting for the appearance
of dinner and Mrs. +.
Well, Fiutier, my boy, said PIuge,
as he seated himself in an armchair
before comfortable wood-f fire, and
drew both hands from his ankles up
over his knees, as if encouraging them
to get warm-'Well, Flut,er, you are
the most cnviabIc dog Of my acquain-
tance. A snug property, safe business,
fine house, pretty wife, nice baby, good
health, troops of frends-what in crea-
iion do you want more to make you
happy All, Fluttcr wish had
got married twenty years ago. Nothing
like matrimony, ] am convinced, 10
smooth the down-hill path of life -
Nothing like a sweet-tempered, cheer
ful, attentive, domestic, ahectionate
wife to fit man for heaven BOUNDS
If il wasn't for this coniounded wig,
and these gray whiskcrs, ] would pro-
pose for somebody Tomorrow
Flulicr Suddenly placed his hand on
his friends shoulder, and heavcd a sigh.
Then patting him gently he sal i'd in
mysterious tone, PIugg, take my ad
vice, and keep as you are
Keep as ! am! (on arc the las;
man in the world, Dick, from whom
should expect such counsel Are YOU
not the happicst of husbands
/ Colonel, said Fluttcr, lowering hs
voice and casting a fnrtIve glance
around him. i doGbt ifthere is such n
thing as happy husband Depend
upcn it, 'lis all n fable. lie no more
exists than the phunix or the norman
When poor devil is once caught in
the conuubIal moose, pride, policy, and
a Thousand obvious Inducements, pre-
vent hIs letting The world see his d'sap-
poiuiment aud discomfort But, q
believe me, there - not one, who docsn' Z
sigh bitterly aud often, for his free.
gay, careless bachelor lIle. speak
conlidcntlally, for we arc old friends
and you are not quite 50 poorly o1 Ior
/ subjects for mcrrimrnt IA in make a
pest of what am 4, ling you ~ sIncrrI.
~ Of heart
To be sure not, my dear boy. YOU
amaze me, h"we7cr, 10y what You say
rs ! hoped to be saved have look.'
4 upon You tIll this nrment as one oI th
most fortunate nf men
Nh, Cnluucl, IT YOU could tab.
) lo"k hchnd the d"moSiic cuitaiu, 3,
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