The weekly Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1854-1861, 1856-02-14

when Fred and Josh made their appearance
The 'bards' we're performing 'grand -four
ish when they entered the apartment-Josh
with arms akimbo, and gloyed hands impor
tant thrust into the arm-holes of his vest, tc
the no small discontinue Of Fred and Cora
my nephew, the cousin OF Fred and CO.
ra,' said Mr.. Rawdon, by way of introduc
ton. At every step, or stride, Josh, with
the most Obsequious, yet ludicrously ridicu
lous bow, said:
How dye dew, ladies and gentlemen'-
All well ter hum! Got emmy tabby CATS
how's their health and condition!
A general tittering prevailed, that put tc
the blush both Cora and her brother, but did
not seem to disconcert the parents in the
least. a.
Josh leisurely examined the splendid car
pets upon which he trod, and coming to an
elegant piece of Brussels, exclaimed, while
he made preparations for vigorous stride
If yer don't want yer fancy coverlids
STEPPED on, you'd better have 'em taken up,
I reckon, or / might dislocate some part oi
'em with my cow-hides, l swow!' a
The tittering now became general laugh.
Mr.. Hankins 'iay back in an elegant arm
chair, enjoying himself as best he could,
while volumes OF smoke ever and anon es-
capped from an old rusty pipe which he held
between his lips. Those nearest him held
their nose and appeared somewhat disgusted
whereupon the old gentleman enquired.
'Golly! hope none Of you amt sticken
up your noses at mel don't like it. P'raps
you don't like the smell o. my pipe! But
it's e'ena. most half out; SO hold on yer
cakes;' and he elected huge mouthful OF
saliva, which, before it had spent its force,
found its way towards the fancy pants of an
exquisite, daubing them most beautifully.
'Cwonfound youaw impawtience:' ex-
claimed the aggrieved one, who was no 9TH
er than Mr.. Benson, a dapper looking fell
Iowa tailor's most exquisite walking sign
who wore foreign appearance, but whose
restless eye betokened other than a truly
generous spirit. and whose appearance, in
the eyes of true physiognomist, would
have, by no means, proved good charac-
teristic.
.Youaw dem country gwawk! youaw old
pwumpkwia head!' exclaimed Fred, fierce
Fly. Cora looked all manner of colors, and
the old man noticed her agitation.
Niece, what's the matter! Has anything
bit you! You must feel tarnation site for
that air feller's pants. | hope yer don't
think ennything about marrying him, due
yer! Golly! flyer only know'd him as we'll
as duz, yer wouldn't be SO much fetched
by what I've ben doin.' Now, see here,
Mister, or whatever your name Is, or mought
be, arter all, I'll aggree to pay yer twenty.
FIVE cents yard for yer pontsIand take 'em
now; but if you hain't got a sign of a
change--sur, people don't have more nor
one pair--I'll lend yer an old pair what
I've got in my trunk. They amt ragged
nor nothing, only the worse for q leetle
patchin'; and they'll make good compan-
ion to Joseph's coat O. many colors. Josh,
will yer 60 and git 'em, go rs he can try 'em
on? Isguess they'll make a snug fit A
roar went up from.the apartment, startling
poor Mr.. Benson from his agitation, and
sufusing his pale cheeks with crimson of
shame.
Dad, wish you'd 60 arter 'em,' said
Josh, as he seated himself by the belle OF
the season, Miss Lenor:,a Georgiana Gel
estina Altauerde, of Spanish extraction,--
COS I'm goin' to make love to this 'ere
smart girl. What lot O. store fxin's
she's got! Slay-crooks aud sweet briers!
what pooty lips! S'pose, MISS, you gin
me taste Nv 'em--eh! Suiting the action
to the word, he was about to clasp her to
his embrace, and snatch, with unqualified
freedom, kiss from those exquisite lips.
The hot blood rose to the cheeks of
Fred Rawdon, and rushing to her side, he
made sundry applications Of his hand to the
cheeks. of his cousin, but with little or no
effect. The Rubicon was passed-the kiss
gained--and Joshua slightly disengaged
her from his grasp, and while he rubbed his
lips, remarked;
I 'Golly, no paint thar! That's the right
kind Of o buss! Almost equal to number
Sally Stebbins-(you see Sails mother
married my brothers sister, mo! my broth
er's sister married Sal Stebbin's mother
mo! faint it either, by long shot; my
brother.in-law's sisters husbands child left
his nanny. when he wasn't dry behind the
ears. and tho't he'd git jined in marriage
with somebody's darter; go, he sot,on git
tin inter the 'fections Of Sails niece or neff-
ew--I forgit which--and he kinder went in
to the state Of matter. .o.mopy rather nice.
So you see, I'm some relation ter. Sally,
aud of course, I would take, some liberties
with her.) Well, as war telling on ye.
Sally Stebbins loaned mea couple o. prime
kisses,--they war first rate and hall, f,-afore
] cam away from hum, on visit away down
here to Bosting. Now, cousing Cora Raw
don puts too much paint on her cheeks and
lips, and feller ain't able to get the worth
Of his trouble. Its like takin' 4 second
hand buss--a buss from Teller what's bin
a.kissin' a ripe gal, bafrin, the painti'
Intensely mortified. Cora left the a1a,f.