Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1853-06-18
"A Gelcft Tnle.
FOILING A RIVAL.


'The critter loves me | know she loves
men said Jonathan Doubikns, as he sat up
on the cornfeld fence, medtating on the
course OF his true love, that was running
just as Shakespeare always said t-rather
roughly. 1f Sukey Peabody has taken a
shine TO that gawky, long-shankes, stam-
merin', shy critter, Gusset, just case he's
city ieller, she amt the gal took her for
that's sartain. No; it's the old folks--darn
their ugly pictures Old Mis-. Peabody al
lerS was dreadful highialulin' critter, full
OF big notions, and the old man, a big soft
head, driven around by his wife just as our
old one eyed rooster is drove about by our
cantankerous five toed Dorkin hen. But
il don't spile this fun my name aint Jona-
than. Pm go:n' down to the city by the
rail road next week, and when come back
wake snakes, that's ALL
The above soliloquy may serve to give
the reader some slight idea of the clay of the
land,' in the pleasant rustic village where
the speaker resided. Mr.. Jonathan Doubi-
kins was young farmer, well TO do in The
world, and looking out for wife, and had
been paying his addresses TO Miss Susan
Peabody, the only child Of Deacon Elder
berry Peabody of that ilk, with fair pros
pect of success, when city acquaintance
of the peabody's, one Mr.. Cornelius Gusset,
who kept retail dry goods store in Hano-
> Yer street, Boston, had suddenly made his
appearance in the field, and commenced
the 'cutting out game Dazzled with the
prospect of becoming gentleman's wife,
and pestered by the opportunities OF heI
aspiring mamma, the village beauty had
begun 10 waver, when her old lover deter
mined on a last and bold stroke TO foil hi.
rival. He went to the city and returned
of his business there he said nothing, no
even to pumping maiden aunt, who KEEP
house for him. He went not near tn
Peabody's, but labored in his cornfeld an'
garden, patiently awaiting the result Of hi
Vaccinations.
The next day Mr.. Gusset was seated wit
h the old folks and their darter, in the bes
room of the Peabo1y'S mansion, chatting a
st pleasantly as may be, when the door open
ed and in rushed very dirty aud inriou
= Irish woman.
e. SIS it there ye are, Mister Cornelious
she screamed, addressing the astonishe
Gusset. 'Come out of that before | fttc
ye, ye spalpeen! is that what ye promise
me afore the praste, ye hathen nager--
Runnin' away from me and the chllder-
forsakin' yer lawful welded wife and rur
MIN after the Yankee gals, ye infdel.'
woman, there must be some mistak
here,' stammered Gusset, taken all abac
OF by this sudden charge.
'Divil bit of a mistake, We sarpint. Oh
at wirra wirra what, Is il for the likes
ry ye sacked little Dinnis McCarty, wi
G. loved the ground | trod on, and all becau
~ ye promised TO make lady Of me, We dirt
th thief of the worruld Will ye come alor
III TO the railroad station, where | left litt
Patrick, because he was too sick wild Il
1,' small pox 10 come any lurder, or will .
~ wait till | drag YEP
IN. 'Go-go-along,' gasped Gusset ; go
90, 90, and l'll follow you.'
ow He thought il best to temporize.
Il giv' ye tin minits' said the virago.
re- re- IF .ye aint there, t's my cuzzin, Thad
- Mulgruderry will be after ye, ye THE
Of And away went the unbidden guest. So
un- MIR. Gusset was yet engaged in stamm
ing out denial Of all knowledge Of
virago, when the parlor door opened, a
nv little black eyed, hatchet faced wom
the in hashy silk gown, and cap with ma
ber. ribbons perchsd on the top OF her he
fleet invaded the sanctity OF the parlor.
pro- SIS he herep she cried, in deci'
French accent. Then she added will
scream. 'Ah, mon dieu le viola u
. he is. Traitre, monster. Vat you !
eeiy away from me dis two three year,
Y. air see you, navair, and my heart br
we're bad entirely