American Republican and Baltimore daily clipper. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1844-1846, 1846-09-09

ma; wit re she went through another revivine
process; but as her eyes became lighted by con-
seriousness, they lii on Ben, and off she went
again, to his infinite terror.
"What have you bin dom to the gal?'
screamed old Mrs. Clinton, fastening the dool
at the same time, and sezlng the tongs
Il amt bin oon' nothin," says Ben, " 'cept
telpin' her home from meetin', whar she tuck
sick"
"What als you, Sally, my darter?" inquiT-
ed the old lady, in a sympathetic whine; "has
this Teller bin trlin with your feelins', my
dean"
"No, amt teched hers shouted Ben.
ooh! Benny, Benny" murmured Sally,
''you know you hev, you deceiver! HaVint you
got my feelins' in your power so | can't dc
nuthin' with 'em; and when you know'd low
ed you so couldn't do'thout you, then didn't
you persist in not lookn' at me, til | tainted
you knOW you did"
"I'll swar," says Ben, ''that | neuer teched
her feens', and MORN that, don't want to,
reckon that'Il satisfy you, and now Pm goin', u
saying which, he moved for the door.
"No you don't" said Sally's ma; you amt
agoin' TO trihe with my gals ieellns' in that
way, and then clar out and leave her." and
Selling Ben by the collar, she snatched him
back from the door, with one hand while she
shook the tongs over his head with the other,
Sally all the time sobbing symphony, broken
now and then with the exclamation of-"Oh,
you cruel creatur!"
"When you've bin actin this way with the
gal, ;" said Mrs. c., "why don't you behave like
a gentleman, and gin yourself up to her as de-
cent husband. You young fellers hev no right
tc6A goin' round the settlement year arter year,
lGotAn at the gals and aggravatin' thur feens'
and never gittin' married to none on 'em.-
Consarn your picturs, you shun't do it with my
gal, SO thar's an eend on it, Sally's bin waitin
for you long enough, so gin in at onst."
"What on the yearth do you want me to dog
inquired Ben.
''Promse to marry the gal right strait, oil
you'll ketch it,, says the aged mamma, bran
dishing her tongs.
Ben. looked at the daughter as if taking III
her dimensions-she was tolerable for thirty
and he thought she might be endured-ther
taking step towards her, he gently placed hi'
hand upon her arm, took another look at the
old lady aud her tongs, and-"gin in"
am hev you, Sally" says Ben, eff you'll
ony quit weepin. Jest stop cryin', now, anc
don't say nothln' more about my deceivin' OF
you, cause didn't and you kin hev me when
ever you kin git me-"
| This declaration set Sally smiling through
her tears, like a widow who had received
second offer, and, jumping up, she threw he
arms round Ben.'s neck, and encouraged hi
bashfulncss by bestowing upon him a fon
kiss. He wished to leave now for home bu
| two full grown men, cousins of Sally either b
accident or invitation, dropped in on a visit
and hearing how matters stood, proposed 70
the fun of the thing, to have the marriag
straightawsy solemnzed. Ben was about t
object, but cousins, old ma and tongs made tn
odds so strong against him, that like mutto
he suffered himself to be led to the sacrifice
The Squire of Linville was called in, the kno
tied, the bride kissed by the magistrate, an
then the bridegroom was permitted to go HON
for some Of his fxens. We would fain sto
here, but as we are recording Linville history
it is our duty to unflinchingly relate the termi
nation of this match. Ben. Immediately pack
ed UP his duds, pocketed his spare change, an
before The morning sun had shed his golde
beams over the wer-be-gemmed pralries c
the west, was far on his way towards the SAINT
Fe trace, leaving his bride to go TO grass. O
any other kind of widowhood. To frien
whom he afterwards met in Mexico, he re
marked that he had become fully convince
that Sally had designs upon him, and hoped t
make him a husband under false pretences
Sally persists in wearing black for Ben, be
cause, she says its becoming to her complexion