Burlington hawk-eye. [volume] (Burlington, Iowa) 1845-185?, 1851-05-29
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served for parlor, kitchen aud drawing
room. and was neither papered or carpet
ed, introduced her to his mother, much as
Claude Melnot,e presents Pauline. The
old woman, who WAS peelng potatoes,
hastily wiped her hands aud face with
greasy apron, and saluted her 'dar,er,' as
she called her, on DO h cheeks.
Can it be possible thought Julia, that
this vulgar creature is FRANKS mo,herT
Frank screamed the old womau, you'd
better go right up stars aud take oi them
clo,hes-iur the boys been after 'em morn
fifty tunes. Frank horried tGem clothes
tn. am she added to Julia, by way OF ex-
planation, ito look smart when he went
down east
The bridegroom retired on this hint,
and soon reappeared in pair OF faded
nankeen pantaloons, reaching TO about the
calf o, his leg, >hahh, black Goa, out at the
elbows, a ragged black vest, aud instead OF
his vanished leather boots, Il pair oi im-
mense conhidv brogan>.
Now said he sitting quietly down by
the cooking stove, / begun to feel IA, home.
| All! this is delightful il dearesl?'
| aud he warbled:
"Thoush ever so humble, there. place like home'"
| Julia> heart Swelitd SO that she could
not utter a word.
Dearest said Frank, / think you told
me you had no objection to >mok,ng.'
None in the least said the bride. i
rather like the flavor of a cigar
u, cigar! replied Belmont, That
would never do for poor man.
And . horror! he produced an old clay
pipe, aud filling it from IA little newspaper
parcel Of tobacco began to smoke with a
keen relish.
Dinner! dinn.r' lie exclaimed at length
'ah! thank you mother, I'm AS hungry as a
bear. Goldfish and potatoes, Julia tempt
ing iare-Lu, wha, OF tha,?' our aliment is
love-
Yes and by 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
mex, block
Poor Julia plead indispo>itinn, and
could not eat mouthi'ul. Before Belmont,
however, the codfi>h and potatoes, and the
ale and crean-cakes disappeared will
,eryunromaniic and unlover-nke velocity
AT HE close Of the meal, a Numbering
double hnock VAS heard al the door.
Come in! cried Belmont.
A l"w-bro"ed man in green waist
coat entered.
'NoA, M>ther Belmont he exclaime,
in strong liiberni"n accent, are ye read,
to go to work? BY the powers II | don
see yez sntea tomorrow, III di>charg,
yez w.lhou, IA character and ye shall >tarv'
on the top y that
'To-morrow morning, Mr. Ma'ony,' re
piled Belmont me.kIy, i shall be a, IN,
z post
and il'!l be mighty healthy for ye to d
the same replied the man a> he retired.
'Belmon, -sp-ak-tell me- gaspe
/, Julia, who is that man-that loaIer?'
He i my employer, answered Bel
n mont, smiling.
And his profession.
= He is taller
4 And yon?'
!. Am jonrnyman tailor at your servic
+ "a labo,lnu> and thaukles> calling il eve
was 10 me--hut now dearest, as | driv
j, the hi>>iug goose across the smoking sean
shall think of my own angel, and N
dear cottage, and be happy
:. That nigh, Julia retired weeping to he
h room in the attic.
a That ere caunlerpin, darter, Iworke
with these here old hands. There's broI
en- pane of glass ,bu I've put one of Frank
= old hats in it, and don't think you'll le
y the draught. There used to be gor
" many rats here, but don't think they
- trouble you now, for Franks been p
zeuen of them
Left alone, Julia threw her. elf into
"A chair, and burt into flood Of tears
Even Belmont had ceased to be a,iracti,
in her eves--the stern privations that 81
,. rounded her baulshed all thoughts Of lov
;. The realities of life had cured her in OF
!; .iav of all her Qnixotic notions.
We'll Julia, how do ynn like power
II and love in cof.age?' asked Belmont e
~ tering in his bridal dress.
. Not so we'll, sir, as yon seem to III
10 iha, borrowed suit wered the brit
reddrn ng with vexation.
VERY well, Won stall suffer it no lon
on er. NY carriage awaits your orders
in the door,
I Your carriage, indeed!
a. Yes, dearest, i. waits for you TO be
20 Us to Belmont Hall, my lovely villa on t
Hud>on.'
l.. 'And your mother p
-, Il have no mother, (ala>O The old "
,;< man down stairs is an old servant OF I
an family
II Then you've been deceiving me, Fra
~, how wicked!
II. 1t was all done with good motive.
80 You were not born to endure lite
re privation, but to shine the ornament of
, elegant and refined circle. | hope y
=. will not love me the less when yon lea
.f. that am worth nearly half "a million
-, that's the fact and can't help it,
hs % Frank cried the beautiful girl, a
,.~ hid her face in his bosom.
-, She presided with grace at the elegi
:. festivities OF Be|mon, Hall. and seemed
~. support her husbands's wealth and lu,
hi, rious style of living with the greatest t
al ,itude and resignation, never complains
80, of her comforts, nor murmuring a wlsl
ion live in a cottage.
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