The Lancaster ledger. [volume] (Lancaster, S.C.) 1852-1905, 1855-06-20

ing out for wife, and had been paying
his addresses to Miss Susan Peabody the
only child Of Deacon Elderberry Peabt dy
Of that iik, with fair prospect of, success,
when city acquaintance Of Mr.Peabody's
one Mr.. Cornelius Gussitt, who kept a
dry-goods shop in Hanover street, Boston,
suddenly made his appearance in the field
and began the cutting out game. Daz
zled with the prospect Of becoming a gen.
tleman's wife, and pestered with the inn
portunities of her aspiring mama, the vii
lage beauty began TO waver, when her old
lover determined on last, and bold stroke
to foil his rival. He went to the city and
returned; Of his business there he said
nothIng-not even to pumping old
maiden aunt who kept house for him.
He went not near Peabody's bu, labored
IN his corn field, awaiting the result ofh
Vaccinations.
The next day Mr.. Gussett was seated
with the old folks and their daughter, in
the best room of Mr.. Peabody's mansion,
chatting pleasantly as possible when the
door opened, and in rushed very dirty
Irish woman.
"ls it here ye are, Mr.. Cornelius Gus
sett! Come out of that before fetch
ye, ye spalpeen! Is that what ye prom
ised me before the praste, We heather,
ye nager! Running away from me and
the childer-forsakin' your lawful welded
wife, and runnin' after the Yankee gals.
We infdelm
"Woman, there must be some mistake
here, stammered Gussett, taken all aback
by this charge.
| "Divil bit Of mistake, We serpint |!
Oh wirra, wirra, was it for the like of We
! sacked my little Deunis Mccarthy, who
loved the very ground trod on, and all
becase We promised 10 make lady Of me.
ye black. dirty thafe Of the world! Will
ye come on to the railroad station where
left little Patrick, bekase he was too
sick with the small pox, to come any fur
ther, or will ye wait till drag yer
"Go-go along, go and I'll follow YOU" /"
gasped Gussett. He thought it best to
temporise.
81 give you ten minutes" said the vir-
ago, "if ye aint there, its me cousin, Mr..
Thaddy Mulgrudery, will be afther ye, ye
thafew
And away went the unbidden guest.
Mr.. Gussett was then engaged in stam-
mering out denial Of all knowledge Of
the virago when tho parlor door again
opened, little black eyed, hatchet. faced
woman, in flashy silk gown, and a
cap Of many ribbons perched on the top
Of her head, invaded the sanctuary Of the
parlor.
"Is he here" she cried in a very de-
cided French accent. Then she added
with scream, "Ah, mon Dieu. VOLTA
Zere he is! Traitre, monster! Vat tor
you runs away from met Dis two tree
years never see you-nevair, and my
heart broke very bad entirely"
"Who are YOU" cried Gussett, his eyes
starting out Of his head, and shivering
from head to foot.
"He asks me who I arm. Oh, you very
respectable old gentlehomme, you hear
what he asks. Who am I-perGde! |
am your wifer'
81 never see you afore, so help me
Bob" cried Gussett, energeticaIly.
Don't you swear" said old Deacon
Peabody: # you do I'll kick you into fits
won't have no profane or vulgar Ian.
guage in my house"
"Oh, bless you, bless you, respectable
old man: tell him he must come viz
me: tell him I have speak to re consta-
ble--tell him" sobs interrupted her
Inference. K
ats pesky bad business" said the
Deacon, chatting with unwanied ire
Gussett, you are rascal"
"Take care, deacon Peabody, take
care" said the unfortunate shopkecper.
III remarked you was rascal Gus.
sett. You have gone and married two
wives, and that ere's fat berglary ef
know any thing abou, the Revised Sta
toots." a
"Two wife !" shrieked the French 1ol
man.
"Half dozen, fof aught know Z sb,.
contrary said the deacon. " Now yosl
get out Of my house go away 70 lin
Z station and clear out Of Bosom; I want
nothing more 70 10 with YOU .fs
but deacon, hear mel''
Il don't want to hear you, you ~
pint" cried the deacon, stopping his 81