Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1847-03-31
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JONATHAN IN SEARCH OF A WIFE

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JONATHAN in SEARCH OF A. WIFE
Jopathan Brown was one of thelikelies
fellows who resided in the pleasant village
Of Nemochink, in the ayear of our LORD
1880. He vas about six and twenty wears
ofage, ofan athletic figure, and iron con.
stitution; and it was said he could now o.
yer more acres of land, Or lay up more
rods of stone wall in day, than any lad in
those parts. -.s
His father had been dead about three
years and a hall, and had left the bulk Of
his property, consisting Of large dwelling
house, a spacious barn and out houses, and
flourishing farm to his beloved son Jona-
than, His younger sister lived with him,
and his mother acted in quality of house.
keeper. , ~.
Alter his fathers death every thing went
on smoothly enough for time; but at length
the old lady unwisely aimed at despotic au
thority, and expressed resolution to reg
ulate tho household affairs without regard
10 the wishes or convenience of her son.
Jonathan bore it patiently enough for few
months--but one day after q violent dis.
pute with his maternal parent, respecting
the propriety Of killing and sailing down q
favorite porker, before or after Thanksgiv.
ing, Jonathan undutifully declared he would
live SO no longer, and cruelty destroyed
all the old lady's dreams of dominion, by
expressing determination to get wife.
1t was about o'clock in the afternoon
of the l4th Of ofNovember when Jonathan
Brown proceeded to put himself in decen
trim; and when the rich harvest of his chir
and upper lip had been gathered-wher
his hair was smoothly combed, and he was
attired in his best broadcloth coat and un.
talkaboutables with silver watch and waist
coat to match, he was as decent looking
personable sort of man rs one would sci
in summers day.
As he sighing left his native home upor
this most important expedition, he com
menced with hin,self.-ssI never had mucl
acquaintance with the gals about in thes,
parts, and 1 don't know as any ofthem will
have me. 'Tis but trying. arter all, and i
one won't who knows but another will
There's Squire jones' daughter Nabby
She's real fine gal-I'll try her first
They say Deacon Thcmpson's son has
sneakin notion arter her-but don't be
lieve it. May be she'll think herself to-
much Of a lady for me; but she looked 81
pretty last Sunday at meeting in her new
bonnet, that it shan't be my fault if sh'
does not become Mrs. Brown. But if she'
fool enough say Nay there's Nanc!
Tompkins, who has lately returned from
visiting her rich uncle in Boston. She
used to genteel society--is quite lady
been educated at a boarding school, an
will make me a .flashy wife. | don't be
lieve she's got beau yet; and | dare sa,
will be- glad of such q chance; Then there
Peggy Pipkin, the pre,tiest gall in all tn
town. To be sure, there's always SOM
sparks arter her--a and some folks do tel
strange stories Of her-butI don't believ
them though dare say can't have her
and the worst comes to. the worst, there
Sally Johnson. She's no great beauty, it
true; but she is good gal, and has bee
well brought up, and will make any ma
capital wife. by jingo,' exclaimed Jor
athan, who by this time had worked hin
self into complete matrimonial passion
.l'll strike a bargain with one Of them, b.
fore enter my own doors again!' AS
expressed this praise-worthy resolution, h
reached the door Of Squire Jones' house.
He found the inmates, Mrs. Jones, he
blooming daughter Nabby, and her 'thre
younger daughters, all busily engaged i
preparing good things for tea. L . Hee e. wa
soon aware that he had arrived at an IL Il
lucky moment, for he was moi wei welcomed /
Mrs. Jones with her accustomed cordialitl
And from Nabby's appearance, bein1
tricked out in oil her Sunday finery, It wa
plain that some more important person q
persons we're expected to partake with ther
their evening meal. However, he seate
HIMSELF and began to joke with Nabby, o
herlooks. q swow now, Nabby, you loo
rightdown handsome. You are beauty
Nabby--there's no two ways about it
don't believe the President ever had such
pretty little gal for his wife in all his life.
Although Nabby giggled a little, she di
not seem particularly ,flattered BY thes
complimentary remarks, but her, fac
beamed with most bewitching smile whe
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