The weekly Columbian., 1857-02-07
(From the Portland (Me.) Transl
The Angel i'm Disguise,
OR,
HOW TO CHOOSE A HUSBAND.
A ROMANTIC AND YET TRUE STORY.


A ROMANTIC AND YET TRUE STORY.
A beautiful young heiress had become
SO disguised with fattering set of soft
pated, pomatum-h haired, mustached-lip,
strongly perfumed suitors for her hand,
that she shut herself from the fashionable
world, turned all her property into mon
ey, deposited it in banks, donned cheap
wardrobe. put on mask, and went, pc
destrian like, through the city in which
she had hitherto moved with so much
display and magniicence. She asked
aims of those who oflate had knelt at her
feet and sued for her hand. They knew
her not, and casting look of scorn upon
her yelled face and coarse wal drobe,
bade her begone. She entered the coun-
try-here she met with derision and
scorn. A few kind-hearted people, it is
true, bestowed aid; but these were of
the poorer class. who had hard work to
procure their own daily bread; but they
could not turn fellow creature hungry
from their door, and therefore gave
small pittance from their scanty store.
One summer day, large company
met - beach. They were mostly
from the city. The disguised heiress
there. She asked aims of some termed
"upper tens" They spoke tauntingly
but gave nothing. What they said had
been heard by most of the company.
Most ofthem laughed or looked as though
they though. it "served her right" p
The beegar woman turned about and
was walking sadly away, when very
good looking gentleman stepped forward.
aud catching hold of her arm, thus spoke !:
"Stay, my good woman-tell me what
sou want
She replied in low trembling tone,
q want sixpence-only slxpence."
"you shall have ten times that sum.
Here" he added, drawing from his pock-
ct an eagle, and placing it in the hand of
the woman, "take this, and if it is not
enough, will give you another"
Tue heiress returned the eagle ex-
claiming, Il want a sixpence--on only a
sixpence.''
| Seeing that she could not be made to
take the com, the gentleman drew forth
sixpence, and gave it to the strange be-
ing beside him, who, after thanking the
generous donor, walked slowly away.
After being laughed at for so doing by
his comrades, he set out in pursuit of the
beggar woman, saying, " Perhaps she is
an heiress-or an angel in disguise-1
mean to ascertain"
Not that he thought this. He wished
to show his Indifference to what his COM
rades said, besides satisfying himself
about the strange female whom he had
aided. He soon overlook her, and ad-
dressed her thus: g Pardon me, madam,
for pursuing you. l would know more
about you"
As the speaker ceased, the mask drop
ped off from the face of the female, and
the beautiful heiress was portrayed be-
fore the astonished gentleman.
They were aferward married, the
reader can easily imagine, for the heiress
used this means of procuring a worthy
husband, and the generous gentleman
had long been looking for an angel in
Disguise
The happy husband is often heard to
say that he got an heiress for six
pence"
RATHER SENSIBLE TOWARDS THE LAST.
We are informed of a rather seriO-cona-
'c affair, which came off near Fairmount,
a few evenings since. A lady, whose
home, in consequence of the continued
dissipation and brutality Of her husband
had been rendered irksomely obnoxious,
concluded to end what she could not ap-
pa,ently mend. So, in thin garments,
and dire resolution, the poor woman
sough, the river Stars twinkled in the
high arch-d heaven. and the moon with
its pale and Indifferent fire illuminated
the quiet earth. She soon reached the
dalk and muddy stream, her heart
g Like a muft1ed drum beating
4 Funeral marches to the grave''
She paused, she looked around; all
was hushcd, the unbroken silence Of tha,
hour "when church-yards yawn." check
ed her respiration, while the cold, bleak
wind and nipping dampness, froze hel
blood and made death the more painful
to contemplate. But fixed as fate to hel
dread purpose she breathed one brief, last
fond prayer for him,
"A prayer he could not hear"
and plunging in-but alas !-she forgot
to take off her crinoline, and could not
sink; shivering and shaking, she gazed
around, and hurrying home as fast as her
{ mortal feet could carry her, got on dry
stockings, exclaiming =" It's too blamed
cold, and I'll see him to Halifax before
!. I'll make s,ch n c0Osc Of myself for anv