Lower Sandusky freeman. (Lower Sandusky [i.e. Fremont, Ohio]) 1849-1849, 1849-03-03
LOWER sANDUsKY, MARCH 3, ls4'

which l would be tenant in courtesy, should
have gone on my knees to her at once. hate
showing ones learning off in public, so l avoided
| ligent eyes of my charmer that she had SOU
alive to the finer sensibilities of nature. Atlength
we got on the subject of housekeeping. Now, il
there's anything l hate it's woman that CAM
keep house, and trembled at every word least my
angel should confess her ignorance of these mat
ters. Shade of Apicus! how my heart Ieaped
when she told that hardly day passed in which
she didn't make bread, or pies, sponge cake, OF
some other of those shimshaws that delight the
heart of man; and when, in expatiating on such
delieacies, she rose to pitch of eloquence that
never heard surpassed, conld'nt resist my feelings
but snatched her hand to my lips and kissed it,
Yes! / felt that she was destined to be mine; fol-
if there's snything wife ought to know, it is this
l came of race.of eaters. My grandfather has
lunched on half dozen rabts, and died at last Of
a surfeit produced by eating two young pigs. My
father can break his fast on brace of capons, or
devour pair of turkeys without having to pick bis
teeth; and the way brother of mine can tuck in
the hundreds of picked oysters and dishes oi
chicken salad, does credit to the family. My own
exploits in that line modesty forbds to mention
No wonder loved this rosy little beauty-who
could get up such choice fry, and bake such de-
licious cakes All! what life of domestic happi-
ness rose before my vision, when pictured myself
returning home from court at night to meet beef
steak ready broiled, bowl of the richest turtle
soup served up by the fair hand of the angel at my
side. resolved, if there was virtue in a pair Of
whiskers in an elegant tongue, or in my blue coat
to win the seraph of pie-bakers.
There's no place like a stage coach for making
love. It comes natural You do it. eyed, in a sort
of easy don't-care-fo anything style, that you
can't for the life of you assume in any other place
What betwixt sitting on the same seat to talk more
conveniently, and putting your arm around her
waist to keep her from jolting off, you soon get to
be wonderfully cozy, and ten to one if you don't
catch yourself squeezing or varying the entertain
ments In some other way, before you're aware of
it. For my part as have said, was ready to
surrender at discretion and l already faneied my
self tightening the dear creature beside of the
troublesome duty of collecting the rents of her
various fine houses. I was charmed to think of
the progress had made in her affections. What
delicately rosy cheek it was that had just then
slyly kissed, she blushed the deeper from my
warmth. And then her saucy pouting lips, and
then her figure, Just the very size for man who
hated your thin, weasel-shaped young misses, as
he hated epidemics Ahlwhata a wife she would
make. How thanked my stars that had hith-
erto set my face like flint against every tempta-
ton to marry, for now my frmness was to be re-
WarQeU Dy TINS DeduGy anu neHeSS OTOppllS tueo
my mouth. And then 1 preached to myself a
mental homiy on the short-sightedness of man, as
ventured to steal another kiss from the conscious
and blushing little angel by my side 1 was just
about to pop the question itself, when the coach
stopped and the driver descended and opened the
door, Ny charmer arose. l was taken all aback.
"Yes,'' said she, 81 see Mr. Powell is waiting
for me.''
"Mr. Powell" said l, for that was the name of
a friend of mine from the turnpike; do you live
with him? Parhaps you a relative! Strange
l muttered to myself never heard him speak Of
this charming creature.
Before l could answer, Powell approached, and
while he hailed me, my fellow passenger sprank tc
the ground as if by magic and the next minute
was in my friends vehicle.
"For heavens sake" said ], half mad that the
hearty grip of Powell prevented me from hasten
ing to his wards assistance, "who is that angel
Is she relative, ward, or what? I'm dying fol
love of her!''
Powell burst into laugh, and laughed until the
tears came into his eyes. Confound the fellow
what did he meanl began to look angry.
Come my dear boy" he said, don't get into
a passion, but consider how odd it is that you, o.
all men, should fall in love with my cook.i'
1 never make acquaintance in a stage coach
until have exchanged cards