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The Boston Necs gives us the following,
as having occurred in one OF the villages .,
the Old Bay State, within the recollect'os OF
the writer. We do not know wnen W. We "ase
enjoyed 90 heartya laugh, as on reaoms 'n''
incident in tho life Of Beth Hawkins;
5 Sunday night was the season when 'e'n
chose 10 do his weekly devours, as Mrs. Horn,
bv would say, and his road toneighbor Jones
whose daughter Sally was the object OF ms
particular hope, lay across three long miles OF
territory, stumpy as an old wcman's mouth
and a. irreclaimable as prodigal con gone
away for the third time.
One all.sufficiently dark night unheeding
wind and weather, as gallant and spruce
lover a. ever steaddled stump Seth, in bes,
<bib and tucker and dickey, and all that,
started upon his accustomed weekly pilgrim.
age to the shrine Of Sally Jones--a sweet
girl by the way, as strawberries and cream
are sweet.
Seth knew every land mark, il he could
see III but the night was very dark, and in
a little while he became confused in his rec
koning, and taking the light which cleaned
from farmer Jones' cottage in the distance
for guide, he pushed boldly on, regardless
of intermediate difficulties, surging occasion
ally to the right or left, as some obstruction
arose in his path, until he ran stem on, as
sailor would say, to huge stump, and rolled
inconiinently over the other side.
He gathered himself up as best he could,
shook himself, TO ascertain that no bones
were broken, and then re-star,ed on his mis-
sion of love, his ardor somewhat damped by
feeling the cold night wind playing in fan
tastic jests around his body, denoting that the
conclusion had preached his oh-fe-for-shame,'
and that the seven.and.six penny cassimeres
were no more TO be the particular delight Of
his eye, in contemplation Of their artistic ex.
cellence.
He knew not the extent Of the damage sus-
,ained, bu, soon gained the house, his fist
glance was over his person, to ascertain if
decency would be violated by an unwonted
display; but seeing nothing and trusting to
the voluminous proportions Of his coat for
concealment, he felt re.assured, and took his
seat in proHered chair by the fire.
Whilst conversng with the farmer about
the weather, and with the dame upon the
matter of cheese, he glanced at Sally, and
saw, with painful surprise, that she was
looking anxiously, and somewhat strangely,
towards a portion Of his dress. She averted
her eyes as she caught his glance; but again
catching her eye upon him, he was induced
to turn his eye in the same direction, and
saw, good heavens! was it his shirt oozing
out of a six inch aperture in the inside Of one
of his inexpressible He instantly changed
his position, and from that moment was on
nettles. Was he making more revelations
by the change! He watched the first oppor.
tunity to push the garment in a little. Could
he succeed in hiding it, it would relieve his
embarrassment. Again he watched his
chance, and again slowed away the linen
1t seemed interminable, like the DOCTORS tape
worm, and the more he worked at it, the
more there seemed left.
In the meantime, his conversation took the
hue of agony, and his answers bore as much
relation 10 the questions asked, as the frs
line of the Songs OF Solomon does to the me-
lancholy burthen of 'sOld Marin Peting. ILL.,
At last, with one desperate thrust, tn.
whole disappeared, and he cast triumphant
glace, toward Sally. One look sufficed t,
show that she had comprehended the whole
and with the greatest effort was struggling I,
prevent a laugh. Meeting his glance, sh,
could contain herself no longer, but scream
ing with accumulated fun, she fled from tn
room; and poor Seth, unable TO endure thi
last turn of his agony, seized his hat, ant
dashed madly from the house, clearing tn
stumps like racer in the dark and reachin
home he hardly knew when or how.
As soon as he was gone, Mrs. Jones look
ed about for clean night-gown that sh
had out for service on the back Of the cha
on which Seth had sat. She was posi,iv
she took it out, but where upon earth it wa
she couldn't conceive.
"Sally!" cried the old lady from the doc
"have you seen my night-gown!"
Yes'm," echoed her voice, as il in tt
last stage OF fiocation-'yes'm, Seth Hav
kins wore it home!n
1t was unfortunately the case, and po
Seth had stored it away in the crevasse
his pants! 1t was returned the mex, day, wi
an apology, and he subsequently marie
Sally: but many years afterwards, if al
article Of any description was missing, of a
parel or otherwise, the first suggestion w
that Seth Hawkins had slowed it away in b
trowsers.
Seth Hawkins is now prominent and i
fuential merchant in the city of Boston, al
often relates the story himself for the anus
ment Of his young friends.
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