Litchfield enquirer., 1853-08-25

SICK WIN Inc small pox 10 come any tur~
der-or will ye wait till drag vel!
'GO-go-along.' gasped Gnsset.-
90 and I'll follow YOU:
He thought it best to temporize.
i give You tin minutes said the vi
rago. If ye ain't there, it's me cousin,
Mr.. Thaddy Mulgruddery, will be after
ye, ye thief
Aud away went the unbidden guest.
| Mr.. Gusset was then engaged in STAN.
mering out denial of all knowledge Of
the v;rago. when the pa,lor door again
opened. and little black eyed, ha tchet
faced woman. in a flashy silk gown, cap
with many ribbons, perched on the top
of her head. invaded the sanctity of the
parlor
Is he here 2 she cried, in decided
French accent. Then she added with a
scream, All mon dieu lie VOLTA Zere
he is. Traitre monstre (! Vat for 70 run
away from me? Dis two tree years l
nevair see you-nevair- my heart
broke very bad entirely
WHO are you?' cried Gusset. his eyes
starting out Of his head and shivering
from head to foot.
He asks me who I am. o, you var
respectable old gentihomme! hear vat
he ask-Who / am. pertfde! ali ! l am
your wife! =
Il never see you 'fore-so help me
Bob,' cried Gusset, ensrgciically.
! Don't you swear = said old Deacon
Peabody = if you do I'll kick you into
fits, | won't have no profane or vulgar
language in my house..
20. bless you, bless you, respectable
old man. Sell him he must come viz
me- tell him ! spake to re constable
tell him. sobs interrupted her utterance
It's pesky bad business said the
deacon, cha6ng with unwonted ire
Gusset. you're rascal
Take care, Deacon Peabody take
care said the unfortunate shopkeeper.
| 'Irema,ked you were rascal. Gus
set. You've gone and married two
wives, and that 'ere's fiat burglary, CT
know anything abeout the Revised Stat
oots.'
Two wives , shrieked the French
woman.
Half a dozen for aught know to the
contrary, said the deacon. Now clear
out OF my house. go away to the station,
and clear out into Boston-I won't have
nothing more to do with you.'
But, deacon! hear me-
] don't want to hear you, ye serpini,
% cried the deacon, stopping hisrears with
his hands, marryin' two wives, and
comm courlin' thild. Go long Clear
QUIT
Even Mrs. Peabody, who was inclinsd
to put in word for the culprii, was si>
fenced. Susan turned from him in hor-
ror: and in despair he fed to the rail.
road station. holly pursued by the clam.
; orous and indignant Frenchwoman.
That afternoon, as Miss Susan Pea
body was walking towards the village.
she was overtaken by Mr.. Jonathan
Doubkins dressed in his best. and d.iv>
ing his fast going horses before his Sum-
day 60 to meeting chaise. He reigned
up, and accosted her.
Halo. Suke /? get in and take ride /
Don't keer il / do, Jonathan replied
the young lady, accepting the proffered
seat.
/ say. you,' said Jonathan grinning.
that ere city feller's turned out a poorly
pup. amt he.
It's dreadful. If it's tue, replied the
young lady.
You had a narrer escape, didn'tye?
pursued the old lover. Bat he warnt'
never of no account. anyhow. What do
the folks think about il?'
| They hain't said word since be
cleared out.
Forgot that night carried you home
from singing school ? asked Jonathan,
suddenly branching off.
NO. hain't.' replied the Dung lady,
blushing and smiling at the same time.
Remember them apples ! gin you ?
'Ob, yes
/ well. they was good. wasn't they?
| First rate, Jonathan.
Got hull orchard full Of them kind
ere fruit, Suke,' said Jonathan. sugges.
lively. Susan was silent.
| VI IuUS c4CihtubCu JOuathoH' P~S
ting the braid on the black horse. Have
you any idea where we're going. SukeY
| I'm going TO the village
No you ain't-your going along with
me.'
Where TO 2
Providence; and you don't come back
till you're Mrs. Doubkins, no how you
can fix IT,
How yon talk. Jonathan
Darn the old folks + said Jonathan.
putting on the string again, 'ef was to
leave you with them much longer. they'd
be traden you off on TO some city Teller
with half dozen wives already.
'The next day, as Mr.. and Mrs. Dou~
bkins were returning home in their chaise
Jonathan said conidentially