The Wyandot pioneer. (Upper Sandusky, Ohio) 1853-1868, 1854-07-06

neVes 4 am TO call again TO see that the
Madeira is placed properly in the cellar,
&C."
Mrs. Brown smiled, and Mr.. Pontiac
having learned all he wished to know,
took an early departure. AS he walked
home he felt in the highest state of de-
light; he was heard to whistle once or
twice. and he bestowed a sixpence on a
crossing sweeper. A fortune of her own
and settled on herself? Come, there
could be no s'limitation" in this case, at
all events.
The Madeira was senti in, and Mr.. Pom
tao again called in Hertfort-street to see
that twas properly slowed in the sellar.
Mrs, Courtenay thought it very polite and
attentive of him to do SO, and felt so
graceful that she was more than usually
gracious and fascinating Mr.. Pontiac
took luncheon in Hertfort-street; and he
greatly admired the plate, and wondered
how his own crest would look on it. The
only thing he did not like, was young
gentleman who called Mrs. Courtenay
mamma" he would have preferred the
lady being without encumbrance.
Luncheon was half over when the man
servant entered the room.
"Waters called here to-day ma'am, -
said he, ''about the grey horse"
every WELL" replied his Mistress
Freddy, dear, turning to his son, "don't
let me forget to tell your papa this even
ing that"
''Ha!' Mr.. Pontiac actually gave lit
tie half-stihed cry at those fearful words,
''your papa"
Mrs. Courtenay looked at him in alarm.
@1-beg-pardon--a little-sort of a.
spasm," said Pontiac, as read as a turkey
cock, and jerking each word out seperate-
ly, as with violent effort-"It's quite
gone now"
The lady looked satisfied, and finished
her sentence to her son touching his papa.
Mr.. Pontiac beat a hasty retreat, Mrs.
Courtenay assuring him of her gratitude,
and hoping she might have the pleasure
of introducing him to Mr.. Courtenav
shortly.
In the street the poor man painted for
breath. The shock had been tremend-
ous' 10 fancy that the fascinating, gay,
handsome, rich, Mrs. Courtenay, with her
own fortune settled on herself, was not
widow at all; but married woman, with
a real live husband! And here had he
been wasting his time about a wretched
quarter cask of Madeira. The solitary
bit of consolation left him was a profes-
sional one-the Madeira was half Cane
and trife Marsala.
Mr.. Pontiac never paid another visit to
Hertfort-street; but he sent in his bill as
soon as he decently could, and charged
the VINE to 'F-Courtenay, ESQ.,
x X X X
The failure never daunts brave man:
and that Mr.. Pontiac was a brave man.
we have already shown from the mere fact
of his pursuing widows. He still adher-
ed to his resolutions to marry a rich one.
He thoughthe was now vigilant enough
to letno important point escape him
money, no forfeit, or limitation clause,
and that the lady actually was a widow.
50 dreadfully anxious was he not to be in
error In this particular, that he several
times spoke of ladies husbands, though
the poor men in question had been dead
tor ten years. In fact, he so shocked one
or two actual widows by supposing them
married women, that they set him down
as a heartless wretch triAing with their
feelings.
Gradually this tendency to believe
every widow still married woman wore
OF; and he pursued his former course of
looking out for those of the rightsort, but
with additional care in his investigations
of their ways and means.
At length he was introduced to Mrs
Tattersal Hazard. She was positively
widow; she lived in Belgrave; she had an
exquisite little house of elegant furniture
and the most perfect brougham and pair
in London. The only question in Mr..
Pontac's mind was-"Will she have anv.
thing to say to man with only twenty
thousand pounds of his own?"
However, Mr.. Pontiac determined to
try his fortune with the handsome widow.
II all should turn to be right about her
Jolnture. BY several cleverly put ques-
tons, and without seeming to have any
personal interest in the matter, he contriy
ed to elicit the date of herhusband's death
and such particulars as enabled him to
pay visit to Doctors Commons to search
for the will Of Tattersal Hazard, ESQ,
deceased. He found it; and in it
he found the sum of thirty thousand
pounds bequeathed absolutely to the wild
ow without the slightest limitation Of any
kind. Nothing could be more thorough
ly satisfactory. =