The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1845-04-26

accounts as we did. Dere was but one win'er in
de room and We couldn't get out de door because
| logs it and throws away de key when first come
in; and so we pote sites our head out Of de winder
and Dukes, and Dukes. and bukes,-you never seen
de lia. in de days you was bourn. And what do
you tnk was de consequence toctor!"
"What! why suppose the girl fell in love with
YOU, of course" said l.
"No, ny Ct! she hates me den dousand times
worser dan ever. She won't so much as speak to
Inc how And all de young vellers and de gars
dcy laughs at me and boinls de finger at me as l
walk de shreets, and says dere goes de fool wat
pousht de love powders in New York. And now
| pc de laiIin stog of de whole bace. And all dis
comes OF de tam cheat love powder you give me
for can shwear you pes de very toctor what
played dat trick upon me-and il | ever catches
you in our neghborhood, !" concluded he. doubling
his fist in treatening manner, "llI give you one
OF de tamndest lickens you ever had in all de days
of your life"
Saying this, he lett the hotel in a rage aud that
was the last ever saw Of him, or heard of the
love powders
WHOEVER SMITH AND WIDOW JONES.
Widower Smiths wagon stopped one morning
before widow Jones' door, and he gave the usual
country signal that he wanted somebody in the
house by dropping the rens, and sitting double
with his elbows on his knees. Out tripped the
widow as lively cricket, with tremendous
black ribbon Oh her snow-white cap. Good morn
ing was soon said OH both sides, and the widow
waited tor what was further to be sald.
"We MAJ Jones, perhaps you don't want 10
sell one Of your COWS, no how, for nothing, any
way, do you:"
"Well there, Mr.. Smith, you couldn't have
spoke my mind better. A poor lone woman does
not know what to do with so many critters, and
should be glad 10 trade if we can fix it,"
So they adjourned TO the meadow, farmer Smith
looked at Roan-then at the widow-at the Dow
ming cow-and at the widow again, and SO on
through the whole forty. he same call was
made every day for week, but farmer Smith could
not decide which COW he wanted At lenth, on
Saturday, when widow Jones was in hurry TO get
through with her baking, for Sunday, and had
sever so much" to do in the house. as all farmers
wives and widows have on Saturday, she was
little impatient. Farmer Smith was as irresolute
as ever
"That ere Downing cow is pretty fair critter
-" but he stopped to glance at the widows face,
and then walked around her-not the widow, but
the COW. - .-.t.
"That ere short lorned Durham is not a bad
| looking beast, but don't know anothr look al
the widow.
"The Downing COW knew before the late Mr..
Jones bought her" Here he sighed at the allusion
to the late Mr.. jones' she sighed, and both looked
at each other 1t was highly interesting mo-
ment.
"Old Roam is faithful old milch and SO is Brin-
debut / have known better'
A long stare followed this speech; the pause
was getting awkward, and at last Mrs. Jones broke
out
Lord! Mr. Smith, if I'm the one you want,
Go say so''
The intentions of the widower Smith and the
widow Jones were duly published the next day,
as is the law and custom in Massachusetts,; and
as soon as they were ''out published" they We're
married.