The Kalida venture. [volume] (Kalida, Ohio) 1841-1865, 1853-05-06
= ToILING G. A RIVAL.
BY THE OLD 'uN.

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yG"The cuttcr loves me! know she
loves me " said Jonathan Doubikins, as
he sat upon the cornield fence, nedita-
ting on The course of his true love, thai
was running just as Shakespeare always
said it did--rather roughly. "If Sukey
Peabody has taken shine TO that gawky,
longsskanked, stammeriu' shy criter
Gusse,, just cause he's city fellur, She
amt The gal | took her for-that's saftin.
No! us the old folks---hang their ugly
pictures! Old Miss Peabody was allers
a Greadful high>iautin' criisr, full Of big
notions, and the old mans reelar soft,
head, driven abeout by his wife Jest as
our old one>eyed rooster is drove about
BY our caniankerous fve-toed Dorkin'
hen. Bnt if don't spiIe his fun, my
name sin't Jonathan. Pm goin' down
the city by the railroad next week--and
when come back, wake snakes! that's
all, ,., o, is.
The above soliloquy may serve TO give
the reader some slight idea of the l,y Of
the land in tho pleasant rustic village
where the speaker resided. RI a 1n
r. Mr.. Jonathan Doubikins was 4 young
farmer, well>tosdo in the world, and
booking out for a wife, and had been pay
ing his addresses to Miss Susan Peabody,
of that ilk, with a fair. prospect of sue
cess, when a city acquaintance Of The
Peabody's, one Mr. Cornelius Gusset,
who kept a retail dry goods shop in
Hanover Street, Boston, had suddenly
made his appearance in the field, and
bad commenced the "curting- -oul" game.
Dazzled with The prospec, Of becoming a
gentleman's wife, and pes,eIed by The
opportunities of her aspiring mamma, the
village beauty had begun TO waver, when
her old lover determined on a last and
bold stroke to foil his rival. lie went to
the city and returned; of his business
there he said nothing,-not even to a
pumping maiden aunt who kept house for
him. He went not near the Peabed, s
but labored in his cornfield patiently
awaiting the result OF his mach.nations
I9The next day Mr.. Gusset was seated
with the old folks and their "darler," in
the best room Of the Peabody mansion,
chatting as pleasantly as may be, when
Tie door opened, and in rushed very
dirty9and furious Irish woman. aaf
basIs Il there ye are Mister Corneliusp'
she screamed, addressing the astonis'led
tfhsset. "Come out of tha,--befcre |
fetch ye, ye spalpeen! Is that what ye
promised me aiore the prastc, ye hallren
nager, Runnin' away from me and the
childer- forsakin' yer Iaful welded wife,
and runnin' after the Yankee gals--ye
inGdel."". s,-.s
""Woman, there must be some mistake
here" s,ammered Gusset, "taken all
,aback" by this charge, .l
"Diyil a bit of a mistake, ye sarpint.
o wirra! wirra! was it for the likes Of
ye sacked little Dnnis Mccarthy who
loved the ground | lhrod on, and all be-
kase ye promised to make lady of me
ye dirty thief Of the world! Will ye
come, along the railroad sation-where !
.left lille ,Patrck---because he was too
sick with the small pox TO come any
iurder-or will ye wait ill drag ye.','
Misunderstanding" gasped Gusset, ''go
i-7and III follow you" a-
He thought il best to temporize.
81 give ye len minutes" said the
yirago. sIf ye ain. lhere-i,'s my cousin,
Mr.. Thaddy Mulgru6dery, will be after
ye, ye thief" And away went this
"npbidden guest.''' '.'.'e . t.''.'-4
Mr.. Gusset was yet engaged in his
slammering out denial Of all knowledge