The Davenport gazette. [volume] (Davenport, Scott Co., Iowa) 1841-185?, 1849-07-05

Piggory-coms homo at ten, aud tumble
in Enr the night
We cnst furtivc glance around the
room. Everything looked wretchcdIy d.
Implicated. The dust and tho feathers had
accumulated under the bcd-rusty old coats
and pants were hung m pegs on the wall
two chairs Ind lost their bncks-a tray, on
which were the drcgs Of black tea and n
piece Of clammy toast, wcre lying on the
tnble-a bottle on the wooden mantlepiece
had the remnant ri tnllow cnnGlc in it,
the embers Of the fire threw out Pickering
glare from the grste-n cricket wns chirp-
ing On the hearth, and a cockroach WINS
throwing divers soinersels in one corner Of
the room.
Everything indicated carelessncss and
an absence Of all that was neni, clean aud
comfortable; and vet Max WINS accounted
rich, and in his time was quite gallant
a perfect Beau Nash smong the Indies; wore
salmon coIorcd small silk stockings and
pumps and was quite an Adonis at Hcw-
Iett's practicing balls, which wcro then
held in The Long Room in William street
opposite Cedar. His family Ind oil died
of and no was left 10 die also, with no one
probably near him but his old negro wench
living in gloomy solitude, and dying,
'unwept, unhonored,' unsung, as The poet
has il, and some graceless nephew admin
istcring 10 the will, and squa ndering the
old fcllow's thousands in fast irottng hor-
ses on the avenue, OF champagne suppers
At Tortoni's.
.Wha. makes you look 20 ruddy and
healthy, ssid be-
"A con,ented mind, Max, and domestic
happiness
.Ah verv likely7 Look ut me, ~ the
man saya in the play, which halt Of me 10
tod want all kinds Of comfort
Then marry, and marry wisely, for At
your ago man may be caught in a trap.
So good dsv, Mr.. Max, and better luck to
you hereafier.'
We thought no more Of Max, till on Sun
day last We saw him ringing the hell Of q
new iwo-siory house in Franklin street.
lie had on suit Of black, new wig, cnno
and gloves, and . middle. aged, matron-
looking gcniie.woman in black was hang
ing on his arm.
sComc income 10! I've something 10
say To you.'
We entered the house.
This 10 my wife,
sYour vile, MAXI
My wife. in sober earnest
We offered our congratulations.
when you left mo at your last visit, ]
pondered on what you said, and there was
40 much truth in it that ! determined to
marry.
But how did you manage to mako such
n good selection. MAXI said we, with a
low bow 10 the lady, which she acknowl-
edged with an expressive emile.
We'll, you shall know. NV wife was m
old sweet heart Of mine, and had refused
mo in my Younger days. She continued
single, and I always had sneaking kind
ness for her. Three weeks ago got into
the samc pew with her 1t church, and we
rend together from tho same prayer book.
After service walked home with her, and
on the wnv | said:
well, Milly, why can't you and always
read out Of the Same prayer hook and say
Amen togcther?' sWcll,' says she, Il don't
know Why We shouldn't. Suppose you
como tomorrow night and drink ten with
me md we'll talk the mntser over Well
! did 60 and got such nice cup Of tea be-
fore comfortable FIRE, with hot mullins and
ounce swcetmeats TINT before left said
well, Milly, my old friend, let rs 90 to-
morrow evening TO Parson ShufIlebags and
get married. We arc no strangers to each
other. We are both comfortably we'll Of
and can be happy. She said-'hcre's my
hand, Max; ! will co. She did and here
&c are.
So then, tho last Of tho Bachelors Club
has gone!