Muscatine journal. [volume] (Bloomington, Iowa) 1849-185?, 1853-12-16
MUsCATINE IOWA FRIDAY, DECEMBER 1o, 1853
this gentleman, beg. you will return it to

MIN, without demanding any reward.
i The wretched merchant, finding that tn
judge had truly penetrated his motive, ant
that there was not chance of succeeding il
his nefarious design, declared that he wa
now quite willing to pay the reward he hat
promised, if she restored the remainin:
money, which was indisputably his own
But 1T was now too late; the Judge, turnin,
toward him with an angry air, threatened tt
punish him for such disgraceful attemp
to defraud another of so large sum, since
from his own account it could not possibly
be his: "Get out of my presence, and be-
ware how you exasperate me further 1!
this good woman should be fortunate enough
to meet with the purse, with the exact
amount you mention, she has promised to
restore it to you untouched. This, think,
is enough
without venturing to answer q single
word, the unhappy Filarigio was compelled
to leave the place, unaccompanied by his
newly recovered treasure, and filed with
vexation at having refused to fulfill the con-
ditions he had made. The poor old woman,
on the other hand, went away overioyed
with her unexpected good fortune; and it
need hardly be said that no claimant for
the lost property ever appeared. Her daugh-
ter, after having long indulged in vain at
tachment, had at length the pleasure Of be-
ing united to the object of her choice, at the
expense of the avaricious old merchant.
A Little Quakcress in n Hurry.
An amusing matrimonial story is told
of the olden time Of New England. 1t
so fell out that two young people be-
came very much smitten with each 9TH
er. as young people sometimes do. The
woman's father was a wealthy Quaker
the young man was poor but respe CT
able. The father could stand no such
union, and resolutely opposed il, and
the daughter dare not disobey-that is
TO say, she dare not disobey openly
She met him by moonlight" while she
pretended never 10 see him-and she
pined and wasted in spite of herself
She Was really in love--a state of sighs
and tears, which women of,ener reach in
imagination than in reality Still he
remained inexorable. Time passed on.
aud the rose on Mary's damask cheek
passed off. She let no concealment,
like worm in the bud," prey on that
damask cheek, however bur " heu her
father asked hef why she pined, she al
ways told him. The old gentleman was
a widower ana loved his girl d.arly.-
Had 1t been widowed mother who had |
Mary In charge, woman's pride would |
never have given way before the impor.
tunities Of daughter. Men are not, !
however, 80 stubborn in such matters,
and as he saw that his daughters hear,
was really set upon the match, he sur
prised her one day by breaking out
MARY, rather than NOPE down to death,
thee had better marry as thee chooses,
and Wien thee peases."
And what did Mary? Wait until the
birds Of the air had told her swain o.
the change, or wait till her father had
time 20 alter his mind again? Not a |
bit of it. She ciasped her neat plain
bonnet on her head, walked directly TO
the house o: her lover as the stree would
carry her. She walked into The house
without Notwithstanding was not
fashionable, and she found the family
just sitting down to dinner. Some lit.
tie commotion was exhibited at SO un-
expected an apparition 6 the heiress at
the widows cottage, but she needed il
not. Louis looked up inquiringly.-
She walked up to him and put her hands
in his:-"Louis." said she, .'fa ther SAYS
| may have thee" And Louis got di-
rectly up from the dinner table. and
went to the parsons. In just twenty
five minutes they were man and wife.