The Democratic sentinel and Harrison County farmer. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1851-1852, 1851-06-11
From the N. Y. Spirit Of the Times.
A Kiss on Demand.
BY THE GOLD 'uN."

one of those symbolical kisses produced by
one pair of lips and waited through the air
in token of affection or admiration. But this
particular kiss was genuine. The parties in
the case were Mrs Phebe Mayfower, the
newly married wife of honest Tom May
flower, gardener to Mr.. Augustus Scatter
day, and that young gentleman himself.
Augustus was a good hearted, rattle Drained
spendthrift, who had employed the two or
three wears which had elapsed since his ma
iority in making ducks and brakes of the
pretty little fortune left him by his defunct
sire. There was nothing very bad about
him, except his prodigal habits, and bythese
he was the severest sufferer. Tom, his gar
dener, had been married few weeks, and
Gus, who had failed to be at the wedding,
and missed the opportunity of 'saluting the
bride, tookit into his head that it was both
proper and polite that he should do so on the
first occasion of his meeting her subsequent
ly to that interesting ceremony. Mrs. May
flower, the other party interested in the case,
differed from him in opinion, and the young
landlord kissed her in spite of herself. But
she was not without champion, for at the
precise moment when Scatterday placed his
audacious lips in contact with the blooming
cheek of Mrs. M, Tom entered the garden
and beheld the outrage. 1a1
What are you doing, Mr.. Scatterday?' he
roared. 'aa b. Ht gaaaG E.... fs
20, nothing, Tom, but asserting my rights!
| was only saluting the BRIDE - a'
Against my will, Tommy said the poor
bride, blushing like peony, and wiping the
offended cheek with her checkered apron.
And I'll make you pay for it, if there's a
law in the land, said Tom. als
Pooh! pooh! don't make fool of your
self said Scatterday. . T
i don't mean to- answered the gardener,
dryly. s5 n'ai@ satr
You're not seriously offended at the in
nocentliberty | took?' ~ a
yes be, said Tom. uE
'Well, if you view it in that light an
swcred Scatterday, Il shall feel bound to
make you reparation. You shall have a
kiss from my bride when am married.
That you will never be- d
Il must confess, said Scattcrly, laughing,
the prospect of e-payment seems rather
distant. But who knows what may happen?
| may not die bachelor after all. And if L
marry-I repeat it, my dear fellow-you
shall have kiss from my wife,
mo he shan't, said Phebe. He shall
kiss nobody but me.
yes he shall, said Scatterly. 'Haveyo
got pen, ink and paper, Tom?'
10 be sure, answered Tom. Here they
be, all handy
Scatterly sat down and wrote as follows:
THE Willows, Aug -, 49,.
Value received, | promise to pay I|hom-
as Mayfower, or order, one kiss on demand
'AUGUsrUs ScATTERLY.'
There, you have legal document said
the young man, as he handed the paper to
the grinning gardener, And now, good
folks, good bye a.s m,
Mistakes will happen in the best regula-
ted families and it so chanced that in the
autumn of the same year, our bachelor met
at the Springs charming belle, of Balti-
more, TO whom he lost his heart incontinent-
ly. His person and address were attractive,
and tho his prodigality had considerably
impaired his fortune, still rich old maiden
aunt, who dotted on him, Miss Persimmon
Verjuice, promised to do the handsome thing
by him on condition of his marrying and
settling quietly to the management of his
estate. So, under these circumstances, he
proposed, was accepted, and was married,
and brought home his beautiful bride to re-
side with Mrs. Verjuice at the Willows
In the early days of the honey moon, one
fine morning, when Mr.. and Mrs. Scatterly
and the gardener, Tom Mayfower, dressed
in his best, made his appearance, wearing a
smile of most peculiar meaning.
Julia, said Augustus, carelessly, to his
young bride, this is my gardener. come to
ipay his respects to you-honest Tom May
flower, very worthy fellow, l assure you
Mrs. Scatterly nodded condescendingly to
the gardener, who gazed upon her with open
eyes of admiration. She spoke few words
to him, inquired about his wife, his flowers,
&C., and then turned away with the aunt, as
Iif to terminate the interview.
But Tom could not take his eyes off her,
and he stood gazing and admiring, and eye-
ry now and then passing the back of his
hand across his lips.
what do you think Of my choice, Tom?'
asked Scatterly, confidently.
'0h! splendiferousp said the gardener.
Roses and lilies in her cheeks-eh?' said
Scatterly. egJlasH t
Her lips are red as carnations, and her
eyes as blue as larkspurs,' said the garden
ler saetaa 9di 3&ls loitiiWQ
Fl Tmglad you like your new mistress;,n now
go to work, Tom e Hgg yd l@A
/ ~ beg pardon, Mr.. Scatterly; but called
TO see you on, business, u goslgla3t85l
Eiias ell---out with it, 1855 sIam t195aoH
aa 'De5yo remember anything about salu-
Ting the bride?' t3a g!te93 ggili
i remember paid the customary homage
to Mrs. MayHowor. .t ol1 ep,i d 20
We'll, don't you remember what you pro-
missed in case Of your marriage9 13
a'Nol' ai sa1i l6iat IN ge
Atthis crisis Tom produced the promisso-
ry note with grin Of triumph Its my
turn now, Mr.. Scatterlys' 9iAI aaaNl
What do you meanT oasi,s asa 4aAi
Eaa mean to kiss Mrs. Scatterly.'}i l9sg
go to the deuce, yourascallP Y ssalsiNf'
q'0hI what is the matter?' exclaimed both
| the ladies', startled by Scatterly's exelama-
Ition, and trning back oilearn the causen
a'The fellow haspreferred demand against
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