Plymouth advertiser. [volume] (Plymouth, Ohio) 1853-1988, 1855-09-08
VOLUME II. NO. 4s

On, you wousd-would your SAID Mr.
Collett. 'You're' y generous with your
;hillings. WoL.d you fly in the face of
III orthodox political economy, you Van
lal?' ...
YES said John; 'as the Vsndalsk E in
Ihe face of Rome and destroyed what had
become falsehood and nuisance
Poor John!' said Mr.. Collet. We
shall never make anything of him. Peter.
Really, we'd better talk ofsomething else.
John, tell us about the last new novel;
They conversel on various topics until
the arrival of the invalid's early bedtime
parted uncle and nephews for the night.
Mary Sutton seized an opportunity the
next morning, after breakfast, to speak
with John Meade alone.
John said she, do think more of your
own interest-our interest. What occa-
sion for you to be SO violent last nightl
and contradict Mr.. Collet SO shockingly?
l saw Peter Finch laughing to himself
John. you must be more careful, or we
shall never be married.
We'll, Mary dear, I'll do my BEST
said John 1t was that confounded Pc
ter, with his chain of iron maxims, thar
made me fly. out. I'm not an Iceberg,
Mary. Hg. *-s
Thank heaven, you're not ! replied
Mary, but an iceberg floats-think of that
John. Remember-everyti time you offend
Mr.. Collet, You please Mr.. Finch
so do p said John. Yes; will re-
member that
IF you would only try to be little
mean and hard-hearted, said Mary; Just
little, to begin with. You would only
; stoop to conquer, John-and you deserve
to conquer
r May | gain my deserts, then :? repli-
: ed John. Are you going to be my low
; ing wife, Mary And are you not to sit
5 at needle-work in my studia while l paint
my great historical picture? How can
l this come to pas, if Mr.. Collctt will do
nothing for us .
; 'Ah, how, indeed . said Mary. But
l here is our friend Peter. Finch, coming
= through the gate from his walk. | leave
0 you together, and SO saying, she with
i drew.
: What, Meade . asked Peter Finch, as
Y he entered 'sl1ulking in doors on a fine
morning like this I've been all through
c the village. Not an ugly place-but wants
looking after sakdly. Roads shamefully
@ muddy! Pigs allowed to walk on the
= footpatb =
q Dreadful exclaimed John.
: | say, you come out pretty strong last
Y night said Peter. Quite defed the old
l. man But like your spirit
l. i have no doubt you do thought
John. eaE
oh, when l was youth, l was little
I'd that way myself said Peter But the
st world-the world, my dear Sir--soon
at cures us of all romantic notions. lregrst.
a Of course to see poor people miserable but
ed what's the use of regrettingl ltsno part
; | of the business of the superior classes te
all interfere with the laws of supply and de
ng mand poor people must be miserable
an What cannot be cured must be endured
is THAT is to say returned John, 'wha
to we can't cure they must endure ii, Del.
!, is Exactly so,' replied Peter.
nd Mr.. Collett this day was to i'll to leav
5ut his bed. About noon he requested to Sc
oil his nephews in his bed room. They foun
e's him propped up by pillows, looking YER
m, weak, but in good spirits, as usual.
'ws well, boys said he, here l am, 70
ar see, brought up to an anchor tlast III
he doctor will be here soon, suppose,
shake his head and write recipes. Hun
y a bug, my boys I! Patients can do as mut
vas for themselves, l believe, as doctors CT
his do for them; they're all in the dark t.
was gether-the only difference is that patien
un- gropein English and the doctors grope
Latin p
With You are too skeptical, sir, said Jof
ade Meade. ar-
ma 'Poohp said Mr.. Collett, let us chan
ing the subject / want your advice, Pet,
and John, on matter that concerns 20
Let interests. I'm going to make my will
han day-and don't know how about yo
amt cousin Emma Briggs. Emma disgrac
l us by marrying an Gilman
res 'An olmau! exclaimed John.
you "A vulgar, shocking oilman!' said \
Collett, "a wretch who not only sold G
un-. but soap and candles, turpentine, blac
aim lead, and birch brooms. 1t was a drea
ful blow to the family. Her poor gran
llet? father never got over it, and a maiden a,
ener turned Methodist in dispair. Well Brig
ork, the Gilman died last week, it seems; q
Veil, his widow has written to me for assistan
nd l Now have thought Of leaving her h
gave dred year in my will. What do )
W, 1 think Of it? I'm afraid she don't desc
sons it. What right had shc to marry agai
' hat the advice Of her friends? What hav
I'd ne to do with her misfortunes? 4 s'F24
or in My mind is quite madenp, aaid P'
! has Finch, mo notice ought to be taken of
i no She made an obstinate. and unwor
vi or match--let her abide the consequences.
hats Now, foryour own opinion, john 1
Mr.. Collett.
Mr.. Upon my word, / think must
The the same said John Meade, bracing h
is all self boldly for tho part Of the worl
they man, What right had she to marry
'erni- you observed with great Justice, Sir?
pport her abide the consequences as You /,
properly remarked, Fiuch!. Don't
ou're carry on the oilman's3 business? III I
1aor -. :.