Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1854-07-15
THE ANT1-SLAvERY BUGLE

"Dlstress the Widow Sanburn, comes next. Is
that right, Tom !"
THE squire had orders to lay an attachment on
all her things. said Tom, by way Of explanation.
"For what"
because she can't pay some kind of a humbug
bill brought against her by that swindler Samp-
SON."
Can't this unjust action be quashedf"
at ought to be, at any rate. II can be put of
long enough to give he widow warning Of what is
going on, 80 that she can put her things out of his
reach" replied Tom.
"Pettifogger, you are q treasurer just run
over and give the widow a sly piece Of advice, and
then | will help you make out damages in the case
of Folger and Folsom"
1t was thus that Mrs. Crosby went on, and by
noon, with the assistance of Tom, had reached the
last three items, viS,; Kick Bill Buzzlcton (of the
firm of Buzzleton and Buggs) out Of the Office
bruwbeat Mrs, Chandler, and tweak Johnson's
nose"
Now, as none of these persons are present,
what am l to do 2" inquired Mrs. Grossly, looking
archly at Tom.
Why, just Us the squire wOuld-wais till they
Exactly but it is now about the hour Of din
ner, and if people can't come in at proper business
hours, how can they expect to be kicked down
stairs, browbeaten, or tweakedf So, my young
friend, we will go to dinner. You will not be
wanted this. afternoon, therefore you need not re-
turn to the Office but amuse yourself in any way
you pleasc-by going to see Margaret, perhaps.
Lock the Office and give me the key; l wont for
get your services"
On her return, our gentle attorney met her
seamstress, and, having some work to consult her
about, asked her home to dinner. As soon as she
entered the house, she knocked at tho door and
said, laconically, Ready for dinner"
What a ludicrous spectacle met her vision, Mr..
Crosby with q segment of a squash in one hand
and a potato in the other.
II have brought a friend homo TO dinner, Mr..
Crosby" added the lady.
"T6e deuce you have y cried the squire, elevat-
ing two VIGOROUSLY smutty eyebrows, half In won
der, at his wife,s gravity.
How soon will dinner be ready" She continu-
cd, drawing forth her watch will. the air of one in
a hurry.
Judging by present appearances, il will be on the
table in about an hour and a half from this timc,"
said the new housekeeprr, opening tho oven door
to look at the meat, which was not blistered with
the heat.
"As there is only two Of us, Mr.. Crosby, I can.
not listen to any excuse for this objectionable de-
lay. For my part | can't see what you have found
to employ yourself about
Como Mrs. Crosby, don't cxult until your work
has been inquired into. There is such a thing as
Growing before one is out of the woods.
"lf you refer to- my Office business, l am very
glad tObe able to inform you that it is successful
y accomplished, and l have half a day to SPARE"
t replied the lady, consulting her watch.
THE habeds corpus" began Mr.. Crosby.
"And the writ of replevin!" interrupted Mrs.
Crosby.
"And the Saunders case ?" resumed the squire.
And the threatening letter." chimej in the
lady,
t "The land case, and the breach Of promise af.
fair? ?"
A attended to sir, as well as B%uzzleton of the
firm of Buzzleton and Buggs."
i Tia, ha' no, no ! you can't put that load on to
me Mrs, Crosby! Where's Tom."
LOCKED the Office and sent him off-did not
want him-he will be back Tomorrow"
f ''Thc deuce, Mrs. Crosby7"
II said Tom, sir. And now have you attended
c to the cases which | left for you. Ahem let's see.
Are the dishes washed, closets in order, shelves
}, wiped down, knives cleaned, stove blacked, fire
kept bright. hall swept, stairs brushed, parloui
swept and busted, lamps trimmed, chamber-worl
done"
"IIold on, Mrs. Crosby, for heavens sake
II No woman alive could do all of that in one fore
noon?"
BEG your pardon before you is a woman VIII,
h has done it every forenoon for years"
"For only two of US :"
u "For only two of us, Mr.. Crosby"
"Are you a woman of veracity. Mrs. Crosby!'
d asked the squire, with a smile.
mo gentleman has yet presumed to call it i,
|: question" responded the lady, with a slight inclina
= ton of the Body.
Then l give it up, and make a graceful So,
render of these premises"
And only two of us ?"
~ Mrs. GROSSLY, L Deg your pardon. L think tina
| am a little wiser than | was this morning. I al
sure you, upon the honor of o gentleman, that
t will never speak disparingly OF womans dutie
again. Two of us, l find, make considerable worl
enough at least for one little wife to PERFORM"
You are ~pardoned on the spot. And let m
8. assure you that do not regret this days experience
and perhaps the Widow Sanburn and several OIL
or er persons will not"
And your humble servant among tho number,
st replied the squire, bowling.
We have only to add that the squire kept hi
; word that Tom Pettifogger married the prctt
a seamstrcss, ard "only two of u.s. was never use
except as a pleasant jest.
re tFrofn the Hartford Republican, June sol
in Two weeks since, in a notice of the death
oh Miss Mary Hubbell, we alluded to a poem write
and published by her a short time before her deaf
ty entitled "An Invocation" 1t is so touching
.r- beautiful. and the circumstances under which
Nv was composed are so striking, that NO quote Il
ife poem entire below:
"Where, on thy kindly pinions, Earliest thou,
700 o soft celestial BREATH
ss' Sent to my spirit from the Infinite,
,H, Why should I call t~hee-Death7