The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1852-12-04


Sacret! yestherday !-ah, thin, what
is it he's MANN at all, at all, Misther
Tom
Your wedding, doubtless-ses cody;
determined to humor the mistake.
Me weddin !'--excIaimed Mary, smi-
ling, and quickly turning a confused
and enquiring look at me.
Yes, ves,--came on David again.
thy wedding. Isn't thee to be united
in holy wedlock with Thomas Fowler
Come, thee need not be so bashful--
wedlocl is a commemorate state, be-
cause appointed by heaven. And more
over, hear thy intended is a worthy
man.--But | should never have thought
from thy manner of speech, Thomas,
that thy family is Irish.
No sir; nor lis Mrs. Thornton in
Yes. Does thee desire to see her
If YOU please, in behalf Of the young
woman.
plI go and bring her. She'll be glad
to see thee, and Susanna, likewise.
Mrs. Thornton, sir, soon hove in
sight, with her kind look, and with her
gold specs up on her plain cap, followed
by Davy: when she hailed me with
How dost do, friend Thomas p TIA
king my hand and this is thy sister
Well, how much she resembles thee -
But Susanna, thee's much younger than
thy brother. What is thy age
Now Squire, YOU believe me or not,
but I'm Turk if Mary didn't begin
to think by this time, that | really uaS
brother--that William, whom she had
not seen since she was little girl, had
maybe for some reason changed his
name, and was sailing under false col
ors SO, with look of distress and
perplexity, ses she to me, laying one
hand on my ARM
Holy mother! And are We desavln
me al. this while An are we Wul-
liam indade -
| shall never forget the astonishe ed
looks of the old couple at this point,
Mr.. Scragg.--
No, Mary, ses ], have not deceived
you. God forbid | ever should! Don't
deceive yourself: | am not William;
but am Tom Lofts, as these good peo-
pie can tell you.--Mls Thornton, Mr..
Thornton mistook this young woman
for my sister--and as he talked on
could get no opportunity of explaining
till it went so far, that | fell into the
trap of humoring the joke, Ii Is the
only instance in which ever, for mo-
meat deceived you: and trust you will
forgive me sir!--The old gentleman
laughed heartily, Qor quaker,) and
SEES he,---
And the maiden is not thy sister, eh,
Thomas !
No, sir--she's poor, lone emigrant,
just landed from the ship Hope Capt.
Westall.
Then, young woman, ses David, |
beg thy pardon for | must have seemed
as one of the foolish to thee.
And what is thy wish then, Thomas1
asked Mrs. Thornton.
Why, ma'am, my earnest request is,
that you will be so kind as to take this
stranger into your family, as servant.
As a servant Can thee vouch her
character!
Although | have known her but this
half hour, ma'am, believe | dare vouch
that she is innocence itself, O, try her,
ma am for confess to you, | have ia
ken an unaccountable liking to her.
fake the stranger in :
W hat does lice think, David for
thee knows need help, as Jane went
home yesterday, to be marrled--and |
like the young woman's countenance.
Bless you for that same, Misthress--
interrupted Mary.
Why; think, ses Davsd considering
all thlngs,' a favorlte expression Of
his, as Thomas SO confident, and is so
interested for her, if he will promise to
come once or twice week, and see how
the maiden performs, thee'd as well take
her on trial as his friend.
Thank you sir; SEES |.
Thank the Masther !--ses Mary.
But young woman, thee must not use
towards Deborah and me, any such
worldly titles as master, and mistress.
Thee must know Us only as David and
Deborah Thornton. What name shall
we call thine
Mary, sir, an it phase ye.
Say not Sir nor Madam any more
to us. What is thy uhole name
Mary Mallory, yer honour.
Leave it to me, ses !, to explain to
her.--They did so, and went to meeting
| soon made Der acquainted with Sue
and they tecame as thick as ck-pockets.
Maybe didn't go often 'to see how
t'ae maiden performed Now Squire,
must tacl, ship and be off. You shall
hear from me at the right time. Good
1.Aorning.
Thank you Tom. Good morning
I:Wd Co., .1rks.