Wisconsin herald, and Grant County advertiser. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1844-1845, 1845-04-05


paper which had fallen on the hearth;
and somebody came rushingin between
them.
MOI cried the voice Of this same
somebody--a generous and happy
voice it wasi No, even you. Not
even you. Not even you. The first
kiss of Meg in the new year is mine!
! have been waiting outside the house
this hour to bear the bells and claim it.
Meg, my precious prize, happy year!
\ life Of happy years, my darling dear
wifc!'
And Richard smolhered her with
kissosr
You never, in all your life, saw any
thing like Trotty, after this. don't
care where you have lived, or what
you have seen; you never in your life
saw anything approaching him! lie
sat down in his chair and beat bis
knees and laughed; lie set down in his
chair and beat his knees and cried; he
set down in his chairand beat lii; knees
and laughed and cried together. He
got out of his chair and Rugged Meg
he got out of his chair and Rugged
Richard; he got out Of his chair and
Rugged them both at once. He jump
cd and danced, laughed and cried all in
the same breath.
But said Trotty, stopping short in
his wild career Alderman Cute and
Richard, had some words today
Because he's such bad fellow, "a
Their said Meg. 'Aint you, Richard?
such a headstrong, violent man He'd
have made no more Of speaking bis
mind to that great Alderman, and put
tingnM down, don't say whc re, than
he would Of
kissing Meg suggested Richard,
Doing it too
No" Not bit more,' said Meg.
: But ! would not let him, father
Where would have been the user
Richard; my boyn cried Trotty.-
: You was turned up trumps originally,
and trumps you must he till you die
But you were crying by the fire to
night,my pet, when ] came home. Why
did you cry by the fre7'
i was thinking of the years we have
passed together, father. Only that, and
thinking that you might miss me and
be lonely
Trotty was backing off to that extra
ordinary chair again, when the child
who had been awaken by the noise,
came running in half dressed.
why, here she Isl said Trotty, TAX
ing her up. Here's little Lillian
la ha ha! Here we are, and here we
go! And Uncle Will too!' stopping
in his trot to salute him. Oh, Uncle
VIII, the vision I've had TO night, thro'
lodging you. Oh Uncle VIII, the OBJ
legations that you have laid me under,
by your coming home with me, my
good friend''
Before Will Fern could make the
least reply, band OF music rushed in
to, the room, attended by swarm Of
neighbors, screaming, "A happy new
year, Megn' A happy wedding' MA
ny of 'em! fragmentary good wishes
of that sort. The drummer, (who was
a private friend of Trottys)then stepped
forward and said:
'Trotty Week my boy, it's got about
that your daugeler is about to be mar
ried tomorrow. There amt soul that
knows you that don't wish you well, or
that Knows her and don't wish her well,
or that knows you both and don't wish
you both all the happines that the new
year can bring. And we are to play
it in, and dance it in accordingly
Which was received with general
shout.
WHAT pappiness it is said Trotty,
to be so esteemed how kind and neigh
borly you are, Its all along of my dear
daughter, and she deserves it too!'
They were ready for dance in half a
second, Meg and Richard at the top,)
and the drummer was on the very eve
of lathering away with all his power;
when combination Of prodigious
sounds was heard outside, and a good
humored, comedy woman of some fifty
years of age. or Whereabouts, came run
ming in. attended by a man bearing
stone pitcher of terrific size, and closely
followed by the marrow-bones and
cleavers, and the bells; not THE Bells,
but portable collection tight fastened