The Belmont chronicle, and farmers, mechanics and manufacturers advocate. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1848-1855, 1853-11-18
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The following ia from the Editors Table, of
the Knickerboc!cr, and savors strongly of the
real, .ginooine' wit of odd Knick."
In my native town of Nj, in the year
is--, could be seen, two afternoons of each
week, a large collection Of devoted ladies' du-
" organized into Sewing Circle. Among
the sewers that went forth to sew on these /,
occasions, was maiden lady of about 40
by name, Desire Ayres, She was an invet.
crate nufi.taker, and her nasal twang was
not particularly agreeable TO anybody; and
she was sometimes, 10 the inconsderute, the |
subject of practical jokes. ..
BY the aid of the Circle, FIVE promising
young men were enabled to graduate from
- University, and expected to enter the
ministry. But to the great Indignation of
Desire and others, one had 'calP from a
charming young widow to take charge Of u
plantation, which of course bhe accepted
Another had "a CALI to quack medicines; an
other to school teaching, although he soon
arrived to great distinction as a horse jockey;
and David Jones, Esq. can post you up as
to the fourth The last, DIR. p, blum
derng, near-sighted, absent minded man,
graduated at the Theological Seminary, and
went as missionary to an island in the Pa
cifc. After twenty years absence, he re-
turned to visit the scenes Of his boyhood, and
to look upon the faces of those who had SO
kindly assisted him. The joy of the 'old
folks a, home knew no bounds, The young
people caught the excitement. score of
old women followed him wherever he went,
and compelled him to pass but single night
under the same roof. They lived over again
the scenes Of the Sewing Circle The BIZ
ography of those striped pantaloons was re-
peated. Every evening, for many weeks,
Mr.. P held meetings ut the different
houses, where he repeated, again and again,
the story of the thousand conversions, over
which the delighted villagers cackied like
pullets over their first egg; and each old la
dy that had set a stitch for the Circle took
full credit for every conversion, reservng but
small share for the missionary.
No one followed up the meetings more con.
stantly than little old woman with u wizzled
up face, of the shape and color of cocol
nut. Her head was deposited in the extreme
corner OF huge, tluring bonnet, of fashion
that had outrun the memory of man. This
was the yeritable Desire Ayres. Nor had tht
new growth OF boys ceased to tease her.
Tonight there is meeting at Deacon F's
it is November, and the house is crowded
Mr. P stands in the doorway, where til,
'keeping-room' opens into the kitchen. Th,
village arstocracy is in one, and the boy
and servants in the other. In the kitchei
Fireplace 'as is place, in which half tn
village might assemb, and gossip. Thu
services have commenced. All Is hushcd
And now Desire marches in, and brushing
small boy off his chair, takes it, and seats her
self before the huge fire. place. The boy
look at each other and laugh. They bclev,
more in Desire than in p. They pill
the wood on the fire, and are pleased to Sc,
her move back, as the heat increases beyon,
her endurance. And now some chestnut
wood begins to SNAP and Desire again push
ed open the cellar door, and down she goes
-. SbE;ssissld all, TO the bottom of the stairs
Mr.. P, apparently half asleep, walk
calmly to the cellar door, and looks down in
TO the darkness, without Offering TO nssst
or TO let any one pass by him to her relief!
Ina moment Desire comes trudging up
stairs, dragging her chair behind her, he
bonnet terribly distorted. She goes TO he
first position, and raising her chur as hig
as she conveniently cnn, brings it 10 til
floor with whack: and then sits down, an
attempts to get her bonnet 'into condition
until the meeting is over.
On the following Sabbath Mr.. p
preached, as a matter of course. The usus
requests for prayers Cor the afflicted wcr
read; and among the rest, one handed to MI
P, as he passed through the entry.
ran as follows: