The daily Minnesota pioneer. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1854-1855, 1854-05-19
JONATHAN AHEAD.
OR A TALE OF LOVE AND STRATAGEM.
NJ JEROME w. sPAuLDIN0.

fence, meditsting the Of love, that Was run
ning-iust as Mr.. Shakespeare said 1t did-.a'"ef
roughly. eff Suke Peabody has take" a SHINE &c
that gawky, long -shanked, stan mer'n' sny cr"ter'
Gussett, lust because he's city seler' she amt the
gal took her for, that's certain. NO, IT'S the Old
S,k.. darn their ugly picturs. Old Mrs. Peabody
v.s sllers dreadful hifIutn crter. full Of s,uck-up
notions and the old mans reglar soft head driv-
en by his wife, Just eyed rooster is driven
abont by our cantankerous five toed DOrkin' hem
Buff f don't Spite his fun my name amt Jonathan.
I'm going to the city by the railroad next week,
and when come back I'll wake some snakes
that's all.''
The above solloquy may serve to give the reader
some idea Of the land in the pleasant rustic village
where the speaker resided -,
Mr.. Jonathan Dobkins was young farmer well to
do in the world and looking out for wife, ant had
been paying his addresses to Miss Susan feaoody'
One Mr. Cornelius Gussett, who kept dry goods
shon in Hanover street, Boston, suddenly made
his appearance in the field and began the cutting out
game.
Dazzled with the prospect Of becoming gentle
mans wife, and pestered with the opportunity o.
YER. when her lover determined on last and bold
stroke to his rival. He went to the city and
turned; Of his business he said nothing, not even to
a pimping old maiden aunt who kept house for him.
He went not near the Peobody's, but Iabored IN
his corn field, patiently awaing the result Of his
Vaccinations.
The next day, Mr.. Grissett was seated with the
old folks and their daughter, in the best room OF
Peabody's mansion, chatting as pleasantly as posi-
bic, when the door opened, and in rushed very
dirty Irish woman.
sis it there We sit, Mr.. Cornelius Gussett! Come
out of that before fetch ye, We spalpeen! Is that
what We promised me before the praste, ye hathen,
We mayer! Runnin' away from me and the childer-
forsakin' your lawful and welded wife, and runnin'
afther the Yankee gals, ye intidel
"Woman, there must be some mistake here,
stammercd Gussett, taken all aback by this charge.
"Divil a bit of a mistake. We sarpint." Oh, wiz
ra, wirra, was it for the likes Of We sacked little
Dennis McCarty, who loved the very ground trod
on, and all bekase We promised to make lady OF me
We black thafe Of the world Will ye come to the
railroad station, where left little Patrick, bekase
he was sick wild the smallpox to come any further
or will ye wait till drag ye!'
"Go-go along; go, ri follow YOU" gasped Gus
sett. He thought it best to temporize
81 give you ten minutes" said the virago; eft ye
Amt there, it's cousin, Thaddy Magrudery, will be
afher ye, We tate y"
And away went the unbdden guest.
Mr. Guss-tt was then engaged in stammering on: a
denial of all knowledge Of the vrago, when the par
lor door again opened, and little, backeyed hatch
ct faced woman, in hashy silk gown, and cap of
many ribbons perched on the top Of her head, nva-
ded the sanctity Of the parIor.
sis be here!" she cried in very decided French
accent.
Then she added with scream:
ssAh! mon Dieu! he is! Tratre, monster!-
Vat for you runs away from! Dis two, tree years
nevar see you-nevair, and my heart broke very bad
entire!y.''
"Who are you!' cried Gussctt, his eyes starting
out Of his head, and trembling from head to foot
"He asks me who am. Oh! YOU a very
spectacle old gentemen-you heas what he asks
Who am l! perfde. l your wife!''
81 never saw you before, SO help me God" cried
Gussett, encrgeticaly.
s.Dont you swear!" said old Mr.. Peabody; elf
H., L cE into Gtc I hav
fame swearing in my house,
"Oh, bless you, bless you, respectable old gentle
man. Tell him he must come wiz me; tell him have
spoke to the constable; tell him. here sobs inter-
ruptcd her utterance.
ats pesky bad business" said the Deacon, cha
fng with unwonted ire. "Gusseti, you a rascal!'
ssTake care, Deacon Peabody, take care, SIR, said
the unfortunate shOp-keeper.
81 remarked that you were a rascal, Gussett. You
have gone and MARI led two wives, and that eres fiat
burglary, eff know anything bout the Revised Sta
tOots.''
ssTwo vife!" shrieked the little French woman.
"Half dozen, for aught know to the contrary"
said the deacon. "Now you git eout Of my house;
60 away to the station and clear out to Boston,
nothn' more to do with you."
'But, Deacon, hear me.''
81 don't want to hear you you sarpint," cried the
Deacon, stopping his with his hands: 'smarry-
in two wives and comm courtin' third G'Iong,
clear aOut!'
Il
word for the cuprt, silenced. Susan turned
from him in despair, he fled to the railroad depot,
holly pursued by the cIamorous French woman.
That afternoon, Miss Susan Peabody walk
ing toward the village, she was overtaken by Mr..
Jonathan Dobkns, dressed in his best, and driving
fast going horse before his Sunday go-o. meeting
gig. lie refined up and accosted her:
''liello. Suke-get in and take little rides
'Don't keer if I do, Jona,han," replied the young
lady, accepting the profleed seat.
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city feler's turned out poorly, amt he %
cts dreadful If it's true replied Suke.
"fou had narrow escape. didn't yep pursued
her old lover. ''But he warnt Of any account
no how. What do the old folks think of it!'
'sThey hain't said word since he cleared out -
"Forgot the night carried you home from sing
ing school!" asked Jonathan suddenly branching
'.No, hain't returned the lady, blushing and
smiling at the same time.
"Remember them apples gin ye!''
sob, yes!"
"WelI, they was good, wasn't they''
illustrate, Jonathan
SCOT hull orchard full of such kind of fruit, -
said Jonathan suggestively.
Susan silent.
"G'lang!" exclaimed Jonathan, putting the braid
to the black horse.
"Have you any idea where we're going to, Suke?"
''I'm going to the village"
Ono you ain't-you are agoing along with me-"
"Where top
"Providence; and you don't come back till you're
Mrs. Dodkins, no how you can fix it,
GLOW you talk. Jonathan
"Its fact"
"But the old folks commenced Susan.
"Darn the old folks,'' said Jonathan, putting on
the string again: ''ef to leave you with them
much longer, they would be tradn you off to some
city TELLER who has dozen wives already.''
The next day, as Mr.. and Mrs. Dodkins were re-
turning home. said Jonathan, con6dentally:
tel Sale f~rv hov onsf Il
erets from you now-,hat Gussett never saw them
women atcre they stepped into your house and bowed
him up. ! had though. Cost me the dollars-thun.
DER! tod them what to say, and expect they done
wen. uussett may De shop-keeper but if he expects
plaguy sight earlier in the nornin, >, % Nr