Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1848-02-23

3f,Webb!" thought /. "But what do yoe
mean by scourgings - ~ :.
81 mean what say. DO you think
There is only one kind of scourging2
fssrtainiy do not mean beating, though
many q fellow, if he dared, would strike
his wife, OF slap her face, ifshe only actee
a little spafyersely, just as he had acted, per
haps, only the moment before; but tht
scourging of which speak is with the eye
! lay, you may stare, but Il is the Marriee
II AfansssE sEye Come, let us go to the 9yil
fIages 4 owe ssery bod N visit, particular
fly Ormsby who IS Just mnrried. .tonY sliltle
was my Uncle Andover'sapet. Fa.'t cannon
tell in which way she offends his married
EYE, but | will warrant he has begun his
scourging already. There is your aunt
fPhilida, she sees this matter as | do, ano
that has kept her from marrying. Before
we settled in Camperdown, she had plenty
Of offers, for rich women are scarce. That
old MIR. Root offered his hand to her full
thirty years ago.
"Look over, the way, uncle, there stands
that little red haired DAWSON, the meanest
looking man ever saw. Is it true that he
made an attempt to address my sister Fan
ny, while | was in Europe?'
eyes he made desperate attempt, but
he was repused with scorn. Do not speak
Of it before your aunt for it puts her in a
passion. only whish we could keep him
| from coming so often to Camperdown, for
he is hateful to me, as we'll as to her; and
Mrs. Campbell-that is, our Jenny Hart
tn at was-has set her face against him.
and that has decided his fate here.''
"W That! is Mrs. Campbell the Jenny
Hart of the thread nd-needle-stere? ?-she
whom all the young men used to gaze at so?
the one that every body was in love
with?"
Eyes, and I will take you there to-mor-
row. She is on visit to New York to-day.
Your aunt told her all about Dawson, and
so, as said, having set her face against
him, he will not find it very convenient to
settle in our neighborhood. Let him re-
main at Starklord."
"Why, uncle, l never knew you so Bit
ter toward any one before. What has he
done to merit all this?"
"Well, Leo, we talked Of scourging: Of
married men scourging their wives with
the eye; but this man, for one that calls
himself man, is more brutal a. savage
Just look at him; q little paltry fellow, not
bigger, than my thumb, with red hair, a
freckled face, a nose that you can hardly
see, deep set little red eyes, an ear as long
as an oyster, and neck like a crane
There he goes; and he has laugh and a
Joke with every one he meets. There
comes our good Mr. Foster the engineer -
All! Alfred Gray does not stop; he touches
his hat and walks on. 1t has cowed Da-
vison for second; but there comes Job
Martin, the tax-gatherer; now Dawson has
said good thing, and they are laughing
at it. There comes our good Mr.. PARCELS.
See how Davison's hat goes off to him;
there was low bow for you!''
"Who is this Mr.. Parcells, uncle? do
not recollect ever hearing the name before.
''He is retired merchant, and has
bought an estate at Wicklowe, in the next
village: He is very rich, and little D avi-
son fawns and cringes before him, like a
spaniel. see it all now; there is an only
daughter there too, Miss PARCELS is not
what call an ugly woman, but if it were
not for her immediate expectations, ugly
as Dawson is himself, he would look for
more beauty. The fellow has been twice
married Yes there he goes; he has left
the others, and has walked off with good
natured Jenny Parcells.''
'But supposing Miss PARCELS is ugly?-
Surely this man can have no pretensions
to her hand; and he is upwards of forty by
his looks.'' -.
s'There is nothing better nor worse to
be said Of him than that he scourged his
wife to death. He married an only child
Il speak of his first wife, for the second
one poor thing!-no lucky creature!-died
of pleurisy: before he had time to COM
mence operations. His first wife was a
young lady of good birth, and as was sup
posed at the time,of good fortune. She
was an intimate friend of your aunt Phil
Ida, but their intercourse was interrupted
after the marriage. Mr.. Dell, the father
of Christiana, was reputed to be rich, and
Dawson so ingratiated himself with him,
that, being hypocondriac, and not good
business man, the fellow soon became his
facto!um. Every thing fell into his hands;
and the short of it is, that he determined to
have Mr.. Dell's money and his daughter in
the bargain, since he could not get one
without the other"
"Ah, uncle, recollect now did not
see Mr.. Dawson with aunt Phillida at the
springs, the summer before | went a.
broadl'
Eyes, about four years ago, just before
she died: and it was there that saw how
the wretch treated her, and yetno one else
perceived it but your aunt and myself
Very few look deeply into such matters
Christiana was compelled into the mar
riage; but your aunt thinks if all the prop
erty had been settled on her, Dawson would
have treated her differently, ldoubt it,"
"lt is scarcely possible to tell you in
what his deviltries consisted; but they were
OF such nature, that 10 ten years-it was
a slow poison, that eye of his-he fairly
worked this gentle creature out of exist
ence. | only wish you dared ask your
aunt all about it, for women understand thi.
misery better than men-but it almost set.
her raving. Our principal reason for quit
ting Starkford, was because he had bough
an estate there. Before the wretch mar
ried poor Chr istiana Dell, he was the mos
ohsen1io1s. the most tender of lovers. H