Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1851-07-07

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ing of bis actual circumstances,hec called on
the widow Heathcole and her fair daughter
in the character of the "poor gentleman. .
Ihe widow had very different notions from
her romantic offspring, and when Belmont
candidly confessed his poverty when res
questing permission to address Julia, he
was very politely requested TO change the
subject and never mention it again.
The result of all this maneuyering was
al elopement, the belle of the ball jumping
out OF chamber window on shed, and
coming down a flight of steps to reach her
lover, for the sake Of being romantic, when
she might just as we'll have walked OUT Of
| the front door. -. - ..z.
| The happy couple passed day in New
York city, and then Frank took his beloved
to his s'cottage." =
: Anlrish hack conveyed them to mis-.
cradle shanty in the environs of New York,
where they alighted, and Frank, escor,ing
the bride into the apartment which served
for parlor, kitchen and drawing room, and
vas neither papered nor carpeled, introduc.
ed her to his mother, much in the way
claude Melnotte presents Pauline, The
old woman, who. was peeling potatoes,
hastily wiped her hands and face with a
greasy apron, and saluted her "darter," as
she called her, on both ckeeks. ~
"Frank!'' screamed the old woman,
'you'd better go right up stairs and tax Q
off them clohes--lor the boys been sent
arter 'em more'n fifty times. Frank bor>
iod thap 1o+ho LII
Julia, by the way Of explanation, to look
smart when he went down eost''
The bridegroom retired on this hint, and
500 re-aPpeared in d pair Of faded nankeen
pantaloons, rea ching TO about the calf Of
the leg, very shabby black coat, out nj
the elbows, a ragged black vest, and instead
of bis vanished leather boots, pair Of
immense cowhide brogans. --....--s H..
."rlow," said he, sitting quietly down by
the cooking stove, 81 begin to feel at
home. All! this is delightful, isn't it,
dearest?3 and he warbled: z-. -
Though never SO humble, there's no place like
home0
-Julia's heart swelled so that she could
not utter a word
dearest" said Frank, "[ think you
told me you had no objection to smoking 2"
"None in the least" said the bride, 81
rather like the favor Of a cigar. - -
80, cigar!' replied Belmont, sslhat
would never 90 for a poor man.
And, Q, horror! he produced m old
clay pipe, and filling it from little news
paper parcel of tobacco, began to smoke
with keen relish. ,.=:
s.Dinner! dinner!" he exclaimed q.
length; .sah! thank you, mother, I'm as
hungry as a bear. Goldfish and potatoes,
Julia-not very tempting .fare-but what
Of ihat2 our uilimenl is Lowell,
"Yes-and by the way Of treat" added
the old woman. "I've been and gone and
bought whole pint of Albany ale, and
three cream-cakes from the candy shop
next block"
Poor. Julia plead in'isposilion, and could
not eat mouthful. $. Before Belmont, how.
ever the Goldfish and potatoes and the ale
and cream cakes disappeared with very
unromanlic and unlover-like velocity. Al
the close ofthe meal, laundering double
knock was heard at the door.
s'Come IMP cried Belmont.
A low-broWed nan, in a green waist
eout, entered. :.z~..s-s.- ~
"Aows Mlslher Belmont" he exclaimed,
in strong Hbernlun accent, 'sare ye
ready TO go 10 work? BY the powers! if
don't see yez sailed 10 morrow on the shop
board, HI discharge ye without character
and ye shall lsslarve on the top Of that. D
To.morrow morning, Mr.. Maloney,"
replied Bemont, meekly, ."l'll be at my
posl.ns,as9 szs.sss 5szsssr So
sand it'll be mighty healthy for you to
do that same, " replied the man as be re-
tired. ~ zFs .; S {.
"Belmont- speak-tell me- gasped
Julia. sswho is that man--that loaferl
sHe is my employer" answered Bel
mont, smiling gs.4ssis.zsss.sz.,s.zg.
tAnd his profession?'' p -
81 tsHe is tailor.'' 's.s#s<z.s..= - 49,
.sAnd you2'' zs5z..s .z--.---
tam a journeyman tailor, ut your ser.
yice-a laborious and thankless calling it
everswas TO me--but now, dearest,as drive
the Kissing goose across the smoking seam,
shall think Of my, own angel and my
dear cottage, and be happy - i.
That night Julia retired weeping 10 her
room in the attic. II as
sssThat 'ere counterpin, darter," said the
lold woman, Il worked with these here old
hands. Aint it putty? l hope you'll
sleep well here. There's a broken pane
tof glass, bu, I've put one Of Franks old
hats in il, and / don't think you'll feel the
draught. There use1 TO be good many
rats here, but ! don't think they'll trouble
you now, for Frank s been pizinin' Of 'em.
Left alone, Julia threw herself into a
chair. and burst into flood oftears.. Even
Belmont had ceased to be attractive in her
eyes--the stern privations that surrounded
her banished all thoughts Of love. The
realities Of life had cured her in one day oI
oil her Quixotte notions. .....
swell, Julia, how do you like poverty
and love in, "a scottageao asked Belmont
entering in his bridal dress. sessssj.
e nNot sowell, sir, as you seem TO like
that borrowed suit, !" answered the bride
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