The Jeffersonian. [volume] (Stroudsburg, Pa.) 1853-1911, 1857-12-24

'I'll 60 to the presence of the faith!ess
oner he muttered; and with quick steps,
be fastened away. a.. sasr,ii.
He reached the gate that opened to the
widows yard, and there he hesitated. :
But why should be feari He had been
deeply wronged He ascended to the pi-
azza, and knocked at the door. Lizzie
herself answered the summons.
why, Jared, how do you dol I'm
glad to see you. Come-aint you COM
ing in? I'm alone
Jared was puzzled. Gould Lizzie be
hypocritel Could she be so kind to him
with tho Bimtown tailor's kisses fresh u
pom her lips! He walked in and took
seat. ,;.r.,. Is - yts-zag
Miss Piugleton, he said, choking some
but gaining courage as he proceeded. Jer-
ry Hopkins is in town. Perhaps you
know Jerryi' ,e.s,s Isle ga5.
Il have beard Of him, returned Lizzie,
in surprise; and have seen hin few
times. .......,. -,s.gte-,s g'.,s
You have seen him to day, LIZA
Miss Pingleton. You have seen him to
day LID h.,rtst su!s9
We'll, Mr. Milliken, what of itl'
'What of it! Can you ask me what of
itl l passed here just as the sun was sink
ing to rest. l passed here-and l saw
sight that made my heart ache -ia
what did you seel'
DO you not know what saw!'
Surely not.
Then I'll tell you. Listen: I saw
Jerry Hopkins upon your piazza fe-
male was by his side-her head upon bis
bosom his arm about her waist-they
were talking of love-he kissed her upon
the lips. and she--She-returned tbem!-
Oh! do you ask me noao what saw! Oh!
what blow! Where now is your faithl
where your honor! OIL Lizzie-wretch!
vixen! deceiver! breaker of my hearth
Lizzie PingletoD smiled, and turned a.
way her head, and it was some moments
ere she dared trust herself to speak. But
finally she said, in penitent tone,
'Jared--my dear Jared, am sorry you
have suffered l did not mean to wrong
you, indeed I did not Pardon me this
time
Then you don't love Jerry Hopkins,
You don't care for the Bimtown taiior!'
NO, indeed, do not at
And you won't kiss him againl'
Il won't if can help it, but
But what, Lzziel' .as aaa
If he should ask me some time?--He
might bother me, aud couldn't help it.
What! does he force himself upon you!
Does he annoy you'll
Il fear be will
Leave bin to mel cried Jared, start.
ing to his feet. I'll settle his hash. By
the total sum of the ver-ending Jeru.
saleml I'll auuihilate himi Bimtown
tailor shall be among the things that were,
but amt nowl' sa sas
Lizzie thanked Jared for bis m agna-
unanimous pledge, and then .hsy .hsy Vent on.
to the subject of love, she avoi ding the
other subject @
At nine o'clock Jared arose to depart
Lizzie accompanied bin to the gate,
where they stood and talked awhile Ion
ger. The moon was shining brightly,
and Jared urged his charmer to 60 and
walk with him little way. He put his
arm about her, and drawing her upon
his bosom, be gave her a smart kiss.
The sharp report had just broken upon
the air whom Jared started at the sound
of step close by, aud upon looking up,
whom should be ZEE but the Bimtown tai.
lor!
'Llzzie!' gaspped Jerry Hopkins, in
frightened tone. rec. e.ar.
go away, Mr.. Hopkins. Go away,
sir. she said promptly. a5ru ss-4r s..s
'Aye-go away. cir; and on the NOR
row | will see you sir pronoun ced Jar
ad, deeply and threateuingly. b.ss ala
The poor Bi~town. tailor gave one
more earnest gaze into Lizzie's face, as
though be would assure himself that he
was not mistaken, and then be turned a.
way, and was soon lost amidst the distant
foliage.
Lizzie eyaded all her lovers questions,
only giving him such answers as be could
make nothing of but when she consented
to walk a short distance, he forgot all his
jealousy. 80 ys-E e = '7aa ~
On the following morning Jared Mil
liken arose early. He slept in bis shop,
SO be was ready for visitors at an early
hour. s9s' b7es@s aa5 e ao"H
4 think the Bimtown tailor is coward
he said to himself, II think the very
sight Of pistol would start him out of
bis boots
Jared resolved to act upon this idea.
He never once thought that Hopkins
might cherish the same thought. He
bad pair of pistols, an enormous pair,
a pair be bad taken for bad debt. He
once made false suit for Mr.. Sla~ha-
way Slambang, and those pistols were all
he ever got for his pay. He brought them
forth from an old chest, but the sight of
them did not terrify him, as be knew they
we're not loaded. He tied sash around
his waist, and having stuck the huge wea.
pous beneath it, be pulled bis hair down
SO as to give his face strange look, and
n M than aruc hinr On hic bot L.