The Hillsdale standard. [volume] (Hillsdale, Mich.) 1851-1909, 1853-03-29
HOW DAN FERGUSON CURED woMAN's
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and | should infer that they had them pretty
hard The samo disease broke out in this
part of the country some time ago, and occa-
stoned considerable uneasincss in the commu-
nifty. There were some constitutions which
never took it, however exposed, but it was a
long time before any remedy was found to
cure woman after the rights had fairly set In.
They were more troublesome shan mumps or
measles, and generally ended n authorship or
somo chronic typo of philanthropy. Z.
There was one Dan Ferguson in these parts,
who was curiosity. He was man of strong
native scnsc, robust physical structure, but &C.
coritric habits and manners. He was wit
and excellent company for those who knew him
well enough 10 know when to laugh; but his
face was long and solcm and the muscles uQt
very novcahle. His droll things were said with
such gravity that stranger would think him Sc
rious and he had an unfortunate habit of laugh
ing when ho really meant to be sober. Dan
Ferguson had little tasto for reading, and il was
not addicted to sentiment Of any sort. Were it
not for n marked fondness for playing with
children, he would have been considered stiff
unsocal Dan had keen eye for speculation;
hc would not worS; was in fact lazy: but an
infallible instinct seemed 20 tell him when to
buy and whep to sell. If he bought hogs. pork
was sure to rise; ifhc sold, it was a sign that
prices would fall. Sagacity and good luck in
speculation had made him rich. Ills business
trips to the Atlantic cities had given all sorts Of
experiences; he could tell all about tho actors
and actresses, understood the lions, aud paid
some attention to fashion. His taste in dress
run to very large stripes in his vest and watch
keys, the weight of which would have been
troublesome to smaller man. He had arrived
at the age OF forty and mitrimony never had
approached him. Certain qualities he posses
III
social position. but the women regarded him
as something of q reprobate am afaid he was.
In this stae of affairs Womsn's Rights Con-
vention happened to be held in Harrisburg.
Miss j. Fclic,ana Wal.irgton attended. -
Miss j. Felicilna Wallington might have seen
some thirty summers, and for several years
had been teaching the young idea how to shoot
ana how to say catechisms. She was tall, full
formed and oratorical. She dedicated herself
TO her mission, and was decorously but plainly
dressed. She was severe on "the tyrant man"
and determined to vindicate her SEX Her
hair and eyebrows were almost white, but the
eye underneath was clear and full. Miss j.
Felciana Wallington was chair female of the
committee on resolutions. She spoke: She
prot ested. Miss J. Feliciana Wellington was
obviously woman who had arrived at her
wickedncss, had the rights dreadfuly, and it
left her to herself much longer would become
sour and phanthroDic
Now Dan Ferguson had fondness for pets.
Sometimes he would tame crow, sometimes
raccoon. He liked to break in wild horses,
and seemed 10 require something unusal TO
tax his ingenuity in the lazy intervals between
his spcculations. Dan attended the woman's
convention, and owing to his unfortunate hab-
it of laughing when he intended to be solemn,
and of being solemn when he intended to make
a.. lin
laughed at their pathos, and looked solemn at
their wit, and being somewhat notorious rs
hard case, was used up in several nllegorical
speeches, and almost as good as named. Dan
said little, but atera days attention, he turned
to me and said
"Huw the devil came she to have the rights!"
He,alluded to Miss j. Feliciana Wellington,
and proceeded to say:
'If she hasn't got the Old Harry in her, I'm
no Judge of fcminines.'
This was plainly complimentary, but to
what purpose directed / did not suspect We
passed out Of the hall and were walking silent
ly down st cot, hen, in an absent mood, he
muttcred:
''Nnt q false TOOTH no cotton, no scrofulal
Very Cd for such woman to be troubled
with mission"
have since learned, that after he separated
from mo- he haliocd an old Jockey To his side,
called Bo' and pnt tho foll1wiog question;
bot, do YOU remember that colt we called
Tom. that bought of daddy Jonkins: how he
used tn jump al the fences, kick in all tho
front boards ofbuegics, break stalls, bite, and
run away, BET re go; him."
Bot said lie remembered him.
"When got him. eaii Dan, "do you re-
member how completely | broke him of his
tricks; how he kept me busy for six months,
haf "a tt,p nefiyn barIv haa - ha
was, and what glorious price sold him for:"
Bot said he did, and looked rs if he would
like to know what had happened to the horse
Tom; indeed. he inquired.
20, uothingP says Dan, IL have not thought
of him before for long time"
And further Dan Ferguson said not.
That evening, Dan called at tho house, hon
ored by Miss J. Fecana Wellington, and sat
a long time, laughing, when he ought to lie
sober, and vice versa, until Miss j. Felciana
got exceedingly provoked.
The next day he called again and sat long.
Precisely how the matter was managed, it
would take too long to relate MissJ Felici-
ara was alternately vexed, worried, and flat
cred, until she came so near hating Dan, tha,
she could think of nothing else, No hour of
the day was secure from his impertinent but
friendly visits. At night Miss J. Felicana
could see nothing in her dreams but huge
watch seals, and would frequently dream her
self to be uncomiortably and fearfully whired
through the air after fast horses. In her
dreams she would see Dan approaching, and
would run like wild horse to avoid him, but
all at once would bring up to stately mansion,
richly furnished, and would receive tho con-
graduation of her friends as Mrs. Ferguson.
There never was poor girl so bewi.dered.
When she took her pen or pencil to write a
scra wi, the name Of Dan Ferguson was sure
to slip out upon the paper, which Indignantly
she would throw into the fire.
His desire to marry her. and her determna-
ton to reject him, she never doubted. But
all at once Dan cooled Off and would drive
other young ladies, more particularly bloom
ing young widow, past tho house, without ever
casting glance in that direction at all. I'M
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