Tribune and telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1855-1856, 1856-01-17

lei, just IN time to see You home, wasn't
must say, dear Mrs. Timms, you're n model q
punctuality. fyou'll allow me to say so, thinl
the idea OF driving to a dressmaker's at nine o.
CLOCK at night, on purpose to get new dress
quite original. Ha! Ia! ha, beg your pardor
for laughing, but our Richmond ladies are moi
such stieklers for exactness, by any means
Good night =
And taking leave with as much formality "a Il
ne had made an ordinary visit, George ran down
the steps OF the doctor house, & fastened home
When Mr. Grantham and DR.. Timms heard the
servant say that Mr.. George was sitting in his
bones, they burst into roar of laughter.
! What do you meant asked the former. a. s.on
as he could speak
But the girl was too much sgitated to reply.
She trembled and began to cry and shook her
/ head omnously
Come along, Doctor, we'll soon see what this
MEANS said Grantham, leading the way out of
the room. First let US see whether the bows
there
And the two old fogics, quite excited fastened
to aunt Betsey's window There was George as
before not muscle had moved.
What the deuce did the girl mean = said Gran
tham
Before the words were uttered, an exclamation
from DR. Timms drew his attention once more to
the window What they saw there might well
astoundthem. They distinctly sawa man leap into
the room, apparently by the window seize George
by the throat, and with one powerful jerk, lift
him out of the chair, and throw him to the other
end of the room.
'Murdern reared Timms
My poor boyn groaned Grantham
Surely two old men, of their size and age new
er ran so fast as they did to the scene of the out
rage. Gasping for BREATH the father burst open
the door of his sons room, and both rushed in,
prepared for tho worst
'Phansy their phelinks, as Jeames says, when
they saw George standing in his shirt sleeves, in
the middle OF the room rs cool as Il diplomat
and on the bed horror of horrors skeleton Ia
Bcaachene, recently imported FROM Paris, draped
i'll Georges dressing gown
wv hat is this farce, sir ?? roared Mr.. Grantlam
Hush! hushn said old Timms; we're sold, and
the less said the better. Let me advise you, as
an old friend and a medical man, to be careful of
your sons health he evidently reads too hard
Long and bitter wss the lecture George hal TO
endure at the hands of Miss Betsey next morn
ing; and far worse to bear were the few words Of
reproach which fell from the lips of his kind old
father. You have lost, SIR said he, IAN oppor
tunity on which l had been counting for years
1t was the hope of my old age.
And when, few days afterwards, old Timms
called on his friend Grantham. ard told him tina:
he had talked the matter over with his wife. and
that he and she were both Of opinion that he had
better take partner aud that they knew of no
one with whom he would sooner associate him
self than your boy George'--old Mr.. Granthan
was fairly petrified witE establishment Stranger
things than that came to pass. For the old doc
tor comp lained-in a very CHEEKY tone, however
that he had no sooner taken a partner, so rs to
go out with his wife, than that lady abjured So
ciety, and insisted on spending every evening
reading and talking to IAN old fogy like me-
And Mrs. Timms, with whom George had be-
come suddenly intimate, came over ono morning
and notified Mr. Grantham that her husbands
practice would be ruined if George remained a
bachelor, adding that she had found him wife
Miss Lucy Prime.
what dressmaleert screeched Aunt Betsey
But when Mrs. Timms gave out that she world
cease to know any lady who forgot to call on the
future Mrs. George Grantham, and when George
told his father that it was useless to talk OF his
marrying any one else, all obstacles vanished
and the marriage was duly celebrated-the old
Doctor giving away the bride. Even Aunt Bet
sey was reconciled to the match by the assur-
ance that at least one OF Miss Primes ancestors
had come over with Captain John Smith