Fremont journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County [Ohio]) 1853-1866, 1855-03-02

fellow for falling in love with her, any more
than we blame Sarah for laughing a; him
when he threw himself at her feet aud
popped the question"
Alr. Ladyke Somerset was not an i'll
looking man, though he was an old bsche-
lor True, his hair was not so black and
glossy as it had been twenty years before; !;
there was an occasional iron gray hair,
which looked little suspicious, yet when
he began to make his court to the divinity
of his dreams, even this disappeared, and
the people were malicious enough TO say it
was through the influence of certain com
pound applied by the barber. True. also,
there was now and then a wrinkle in his
face, which some young ladies affect to dis
like
But what of all these things? Old
age is honorable, and the iron gray hair
and wrinkles did not in the least mar the
kindly expression of his phiz.
He was a very clever fellow, and though
the merry little Sarah Whiting could not
help laughing when be popped the ques-
ton TO her, she would very willingly have
had Just such an article or something of
that sort. In shorl she liked him, but did
no: love him.
Mr. Ladyke Somerset was firm believ-
er in the ancient verify, that "faint heart
ne'er won fair lady," and he determined
not TO. faint or give up the chase till he had
bagged the game o. seen her the wife of
another. Consequently he held out all the
inducements in his power to engage her
heart in his favor.
He was not what young ladies call an
old fool, for he had sense enough to feel
that be never could gain the victory on the
strength of his physical attributes-his per-
sonal beauty.
But he was an amiable man at heart, and
trusted solely TO the influence of his moral
and mental qualities for success. They
had thus far failed him, though he still per-
severed.
Mr.. Whiting, readily understanding
what these attentions meant, did all in his
power TO favor his suit; for he was an old
fashioned man, and placed more confidence
in the power of good heart and plenty of
money to make his daughter happy, than
he did in the more common attributes of
youth and good looks, even though the pos
SCISSOR Of the first named commodity had
passed the meredian of life.
But Sarah had mind of her own in
these matters, and though she appreciated
her kind fathers motive, she could not
think of throwing herself away on man
of forty, if be was an angel
It was only the afternoon Of the day pre-
ceeding the conversation we have recorded,
that Mr.. Somerset bad paid her visit, and
rene wed his protestations Of love to her
She had told him for the twentieth time
mo-"
When she heard her father relate the
particulars of his embarrassment, the i'm
age of Mr. Somerset had inroluntarily pre-
sented itself 10 her mind He was abund-
an;ly able TO assist them in this emergency,
and for the love he bore her perhaps he
would. ,
But then if she applied to him, and he
afforded the necessary aid, she would be
under obligations to him, which she might
find very inconvenient 20 discharge.
Ruin stared her father in the face, He
had said it was ruin, and she was sure il
was.
What right had she to be selfish and
over nice, when she had it in her power to
avert the dreadful calamity. Her father
was all in all to her, and though some are
so sentimental as to sacrifice father, mother,
home and friends for a lover, sbe would
sacrifice dozen lovers for her father alone,
to say nothing of her mother who was
worth at least two dozen lovers.
Let not the reader suppose that the pret-
ty Sarah did not love him upon whom she
smiled-she did; but her bump of venera-
ton was larger than that other bump on the
back of her head.
Her resolution was formed, and about
IL O'Clock the next day, she put on her
bonnet and walked up to the REVERE House,
where Somerset was boarding.
CHAPTER III.
Mr. Ladyke Somerse. was a nabob, and
retained private parlor, to which the OBJ
sequious servant conducted Sarah Whiting.
Of course the bachelor was reasonably
astonished at the visit.
81 knew you would be, and that's the
reason / came," laughed Sarah, and at the
same time she blushed SO sweetly that Mr..
Ladyke Somerset had almost dissolved in
a rapture of delight.
"Ah, Miss Whiting, you are not always
so kind to me as you are to day."
"But l always will be hereafter" and
Sarah smiled, though her heart beat like
the bounding of race horse.
"Ah, you are so good-and pretty too"
Il will save you the trouble Of all these
useless adulatiOns BY saying that have
come to accept your oft repeated propose" "
"IDdeed;" and the bachelor was taken
all a5ack, he could hardly believe the evi-
dence of bis own senses.
"Wha!, sir! do you recede from your Of
fer?" said Sarah, laughing with ell her
might-a very convenient cloak for young
ladies, sometimes.
"Capital joke-eh >" and the bachelor
laughed too.
"No joke, sir; am in earnest"
Sarah looked as sober as the matron of
the Orphan Asylum.
NAY, nay, my pretty Sarah, do not
make sport of me-"
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