Preble County Democrat. [volume] (Eaton, Ohio) 1857-1859, 1857-09-10
EATON, PREBLE COUNTY, 0. SEPT. 10, 1857

the colt; and there will be no danger
of him repeating his trick"
l could not answer for shame, but
when in the saddle murmured some
thing about not troubling him.
It's no trouble, not the least" he
replied, standing hat in hand like a
knightly cavalier, and still retaining his
hold on the bride, Z" and can't really
let you go alone, for the colt is as vicious
as he can be, to day. Look at his ears
and the red in his eyes. I saw yen
coming down the road, and expected
you to be thrown every minute, till
saw how we'll you rode. Nor would it
have happened, if he hadn't wheeled
and stopped like a trick horse in the
circus"
cannot tell how soothing was this
graceful way of excusing my mishap. l
stole a glance under my eyelids at the
speaker, and saw that he was very hand
some and gentlemanly, and apparently
about six and twenty, or several years
older than myself.
l had hoped that uncle would be out
in tic tfelds, overlooking the men; but
as We enis.ed the gates, 1 saw him sit
ting, provoking,y, at the open window
and by the time I MAJ sprung to the
ground, he came out, his eyes brim.c::i
of mischief [ did not dare to stop, but
turning to my escort, L said, My un
Gle, sir, won't you walk in and then
rushed up stairs.
In about half an hour, just as had
dressed, there was knock at my door,
my uncle's knock, [ could not but open.
He was laughing a low silent laugh, his
portly body shaking all over with sup
pressed mcrriment
All ready at last he said. "I
began to despair of you, you were so
long, and came to hasten you. He's
waiting in the parlor still, " he said in a
2-alicious whisper. You've my con-
sent, for l like him hugely, only who'd
have thought of finding husband in a
mud puddle
l slipped past my tormentor, prefer
ing to face even my escort than to run
the gauntlet of my uncle's wit, and was
soon stammering my thanks to Mr..
Tcmpleton, for as such my uncle, who
followed me down, introduced him.
To make short of what else would be
a long story, what Was said iu jost turned
out to be in earnest; for in less than
six months, in that very room, stood
up to be Mrs. Tcmptcton. How it all
came about [ hardly know. but [ GER
tainly did find husband on that day.
Harry, for that is the name by which |
call Mr.. Tcmpllton, says that L entered
the parlor so transformed, my light blue
tissue floating about me so like cloud
wreath, my checks SO rosy, my eyes SO
bright, my curls playing such hide-and
seek about my face, that, not expecting
such an apparition, he lost his heart at
once. lie adds, for he still knows how
to compliment as wdl as ever, that my
gay, intelligent talk, so different from
the demure Miss he had-cxpected, COM
plctcd the business.
Harry was the son of an old neigh
Dor, who had been abroad for three
years, and before that had been at col
ledge, so that 1 had never seen him
but uncle remembered him at once, and
had insisted on his staying till I came
down, though Harry, from delicacy
would have left after an inquiry about
my health. My uncle was one of those
who will not be put off, and so Harry
remained, q the luckiest thing" he says,
Il ever did"
Milo is my favorite stecd, for Harry
broke him for me, and we are all as
happy as the day is long, uncle included;
for uncle insisted on our living with
him, and 1 told him at last, would
consent, " if only to keep Poll Wilk es
from cooking his dinner" To which
he. answered, looking at Harry, " You
see what spit-fre she is, and you may
bless your stars if you don't rue the
day she went out to FIND a HUSBAND.