The Literary echo, and Pawcatuck advertiser. [volume] (Westerly, R.I.) 1851-1854, 1852-02-12
Benedict, the Nj srried Man.

\ Oh grow unusually amial l. and kind
you are earnest in search Of friends you
shake hands with your office boy as thougl
he We're your second cousin; you joke
cheerfully with the stout washwoman anC
give her a shilling overchange, and insis
upon her keeping il !; and grow quite mer
ry at the recollecti,n of it. You tap youl
hackman on the shoulder very familiatly
and Il him he is Il capital fellow; an(
don't allow him to whip his horses, except
when driving to the post office you even
ask him to take glass Of bo"r with you
upon some chilly evening. You drink tc
the health of his wife. He says he mas Nc
wife -whercupon you think him a very
mis1rabh man, and give him dollar by
way Of consolation.
You think all the editol ials in the morn
ing papers are remarkably we'll written
whether upon your side or upon the other
You think the stock market has very
cheerful look with Eiic-of witch you
are II large Owner-d Jwn to scventy-five
You wonder vi hy You never admired Mrs
licmans before, or Stoddard, or any Of the
ie t.
\ ou give a pleasant twirl to your fingers
as YOU sauutcr along the strecls ; and say
but not 50 loud as to be overheard
She's mine--she is nine :"
You wonder if Frank ever low d Nelly
one-half as you love Madge? You can
ha dly conceive how it is, that Mad re had
not been seized before now by scores Of
enamored men, and borne off, like the
Sabine women in Roman history. You
chuckle over your future like boy who
has found IA guiu"a in grouping for SIX
pcnces. You read over the marriage ser
vice thinking Of the time when you vii
take her hand and slip the ling upon he
finger, and repeat after the Clergyman
for richer-tor poorer-for better TO
wo.sen A great deal Of worse ther,
will be about it, You think
Tn, ough all, your heart cleaves to tha
sweet image Of the b loved Madge, as Ii III
clcaves t" day. The weeks leap with ;
bound aud the months only grow lrns
when YOU approach that day which is t,
make her you.s. Th.re re no flowers
rare enough to make boqu'ts for her
damon is afe too dim for her to wear
pearls are tame.
And after marriage, the weeks are
even shorter than before; you wond T why
on cart, all the single men in the void
do not rush tumultuou>ly to the altar ;
YOU look upon them all, as a Travelled man
will look upon Some concelted Dutch boor,
who has never been beyond the HINTS OF
his cabbage garden. Married man, on ;he
contrary, you regard as fellow voyag,ls
aud look upon their wives-ugly " as they
may b .--;,s better than none.
You bl sh little at Fl st at telling your
butcher what 'yonr wiie' would like; you
bargain with your grocer for sugars and
teas, and wonder if he knows you are a
married man. You p ac,ice your new way
of talking to your Office boy; you tell him
your wife expects you home to dinner, and
are astoni>hed that he does not stare to
hear you say 1t!
You wond r if the people in the omni-
bds know that you are just married and
if tha driver knows that the shilling YOU
hanl to him is for self and wife y You
wond r if any body was ever so happy
before, or ever will be so happy again
You enter your name upon the hotel
hooks as Clarence and lady ; and come
back to look at it-wond ring if any on.
else has noticed it-and think it Looks re-
markably well. You cannon help thinking
ev ry man you meet in the hall wish he
had your wife; nor do you think it very
sinf | in him to wish it. You Far it is
placing temptation in the way of covetous
men to plao Mad te's littl, CATERS outside
the ch NIB r door at night
Your home, when it is entered. is Just
what it should be-; qui t, small with
eve. y thing she wishes, and nothing more
than she wi,hsAalb be sun strikes it in
the hhppiest possible wayT-1thc piano Isl
the sweetest toned, ,ip the world the
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