Quasqueton guardian. (Quasqueton, Buchanan County, Iowa) 1856-1858, 1857-02-28

she saw HIM place 1t to his lips.
Yes, it's good butter replied Mr..
Bolton; very good butter 'Though,
in fact, it was far from tasting pleasant to
him.
It's more than very good said Mrs.
Bolton, impatiently, But, wait a little
while, and I'll give you something to
quicken your palate. I've made some
curds-you arc so fond of them. Ifyou
don't praise the sweet cream Mrs. Halpin
so kindly sent over this morning, when
| you come to eat these curds, [ shall think
i don't no what | shall think
The dinner proceeded, and, at length,
the desert compo,ed of cuds and creams
was served.
Isn't that beautiful p said Mrs. Boil
ton, as she poured some of the cream re-
ceived from Mrs, Halpin into saucer OF
curds which she handed to her husband.
Bolton took the curds and ate them
Moreover he praised the cream for, how
could be help doing SO Were not his
wife's eyes upon him, and her ears open
But, never in his lie had he found so lit
tie pleasure in eating.
Do you know, said Mrs. Bolton, af-
| ter she Lad served the curds and said a
good deal in favor of the cream, that
promise myself much pleasure in having
such good neighbors Mrs. Halpin I've
always heard spoken of in the highest
terms. She's a sister of Judge Caldwell,
with whose family we were SO intimate a,
Haddington.'
you must be in error about that o
No. Mrs. Caldwell often spoke to me
about her, and said that she had written
to her sister that we had talked of buying
this farm
Il never knew this before, said Mr.
Bolton.
Didn't you! / thought I had men
toned it,
NO
well, it's true. And, moreover, Mrs
Caldwell told me, before we left, that she
had received letter from her sister, in
which she said that her husband had of
ten heard you spoken of by the Judge,
and promised himself great pleasure in
your society,"
Mr.. Bolton pushed back his chair from
the table, and rising, left the room. He
could not bear to hear another word.
Is my horse ready, Ben,' said he, as
he came into the open. air
Yes, SIR, replied Ben.
Very well bring him round
Are you going now . asked Mrs. Boil
ton, coming to the door.
Yes. l wish to be home early, and
SO must start early
And Bolton sprang into the saddle, and
was off.
But for the presence of his wife, it is
more than probable that he would have
quietly directed Ben to go and rehang
the gate, and thus re-establish Mr.. Hal
pins right of way through his premises.
But this would have been an exposure Of
himself to his better half that lie had not
the courage to make. So he rode away
His purpose was to visit the city, which
was three miles distant, on business As
he moved along in the direction of the
gate through which he was to pass on his
way to the turnpike, he had to go very
near the spot where Ben had been al
work in the morning. The unhinged
gate lay upon the ground where, accord
ing to his directions it had been thrown
and the place it had formerly occupied
was closed up by four strong bars, firmly
attached to the post.
Mr.. Bolton didn't like the looks of this
at all. But it was done, and he was not
the man to look back when he had once
undertaken to do thing.
As he was riding along, just after pas
sing from his grounds, he met Mr.. Dix,
who paused as he came up.
Well, neighbor,' said the former, in
a tone of mild persuasion, l hope you
have thought better of the matter about
which we We're talking few hours ago.
About Halpin's right of way through
my farm p
Yes. l hope you have concluded to
reopen the gate, and let things remain
as they have been--at least for the present.
These offensive measures only provoke
anger and never do any good
Bolton shook his head.
He has no right to trespass upon my
premises said he, sternly.
AS to the matter of right replied
Mr.. Dix, i think the general opinion will
be against you. By attempting to carry