The Union and eastern journal. [volume] (Biddeford [Me.]) 1854-1858, 1856-02-29

ing maiden aunt who kept house for him.
He went not near the Peabodys,' but b
bored in his corn6eld, patiently awaitin
tho result Of his Vaccinations.
Hs next day Mr.. Gusset was seated wit
the Old folks and their daughter in the be-
room Of the Peabody mansion, chatting q
pleasantly as may bc, when tho door opened
apd in rushed very dirty and very furiou
Irishwoman. ..
"s Il there ye are, Mister Cornelius =
she scyamed addressing the assonishrl Gu,
scsI Uonc ot Of .ha. lclorc fstcn !,
ye spalpcen Is that what ye promised m
afOre the praste, ye haythen nagurI Run
min away from mo and the childer, forsak
in yer lawful welded wife, and runnin' ai
ther the Yankee gals, ye in6del!"
"Woman, there must be some mistak
here, stammered Gusset, taken all back b,
this charge.
"DWil a BIT ofmistake, yo sarpint. o
wirra wirn was it for the likes of ye
sacked little Dennis McCary, who loved tn
ground I throd on, and oil belase ye prom
iscd to make lady'of me, ye dirty thief o
the worruld Will ye come along to th
railroad station, where left little Patrick
because he was too sick wild the small ppr :,
come any furder, or will ye wait till / dral
yep
"Go-go-along," gasped Gusset: 60
and I'll follow you"
He thought it best to temporize.
al Civ We ten minits, said the virago.-
"If yo aint there, it's my cuuin, Mr.. Thad
dy Mulgruddcry, will be after yc, 20 thief. ;
And away went this 'unbidden guest"
Mr.. Gusset was yet engaged in stammer,
ing out denial of all knowledge of the vi
rago when the parlor door opened again
and little black eyed hatched.aced wo
man, in fushy silk gown, and cap with
many ribbons pcrchcd on the top of hel
head, invaded the sanctity of the parlor.
"Is he here?" she cried, in a decidct
French accent. Then she added with Q
scream, 'Ah! mon Dieu2 ie roiid. Zere III
is. Traitrc, monster! Tat for you rur
away from me? dis two tree year | ncvail
see you, nevair, and my heart broke yer bat
entirely"
"Who are you?" cried Gusset, his eye
starting out of his head and shivering from
head to foot.
"He asks who I am. o, ladies o, YOU
yer respectable old gcntilhomme! hear va
he ask! Who II am, pe:fde! ah I! I'm YOU
vioi$ -
"rnever see you 'forc-s' help me Bob"
cried Gusset energetically.
"Don't you swear" said Deacon Pea.
body Ef you do I'll kick you into fits, by
golly! won't hev no profane or vulger Ian
guage in my house."
go, bless you! bless you! respectable old
man. Tell him he must come viz me. Tel
him | have spake to re constable, Tell hin
- Sobs interrupted her utterrancc.
"It's a pcsky bad business!" said the dea.
con, chafing with unwontcd ire. +" Gusse,
you'er rascal"
"Take care, Deacon Peabody, take care!''
said the unfortunate shopkceper.
81 remarked you was a rascal, Gusset.
You've gone and married two wives, and
that eres fiat burglary, eff | know anything
bcaute the Revised Statoots."
"Two wives! shricked the Frenchwo-
man.
"Half dozen, for aught | know to the
contrary" SAID the Deacon. snow you
clear out Of my house, 60 way to tho sta.
ton, and clear out into Boston. l WON'T
hev no!hin' more to do with you"
"But deacon, hear me-"
al don't want to hear ye, ye sarpint!'
cried the deacon stopping his ears with his
hands. "NIarryn' two wives, and comm
courtin' third. Go long clear OUT"
Even Mrs. Peabody, who was inclined to
put in word for the culprit, was silcnccd.
Susan turned from him in horror, and in
utter despair he He'd to the railway station,
hotly pursued by the clamorous and indig-
nant Ffenchwoman.
That same afternoon rs Miss Susan Pea
body was walking toward the village, she
was ovcrtaken by Mr.. Jonathan Doubikins,
dressed in his best, and driving his fast 60.
ing horse before his Sunday go-to-mccting
chaisc. He refined up, and accostcd her.
"Hallo Suke! Get in and take ridc!"
"Qpn't kecr If l do, Jonathan" replied
the young lady, accepting the proatret
seat.
." say-you," said Jonathan grinning
"that 'erc city feller's turned out poot,
pup, aint hc?"
ats dreadful, IL it's true!" replied tn
young lady.
"You had narrcr escape, didn't YEP
pursued the old lover "But he warn't nev
er Of no account any how. What do tho oil
folks think about it?"
"They haint said word since he .cleare
out"
"Forgot that night rode you home from
singing school?" asked Jonathan suddenl..
bnnching Of.
"No, I haint," replied the young lady
blushing and smiling at the same time.
"Remember them apples l gin you'"
80, yes"
"well, they was good-wasn't they"
"First rate, Jonathan"
"Got hull orchard of them kind Of fruit
Suke," said Jonathan suggcstively.
Susan was silent.
"Golang!" exclaimed Jonathan, putin
the "braid" on tho black horse. I" Hav