Cooper's Clarksburg register. [volume] (Clarksburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1851-1861, 1858-05-14
MARY MALONEY,S IDEA OF A
LOVER.


MARY MALONEY,S IDEA OF A
What are you singing, for?' said to
Mary Maloney. go
oh, l. don't know. madam. without
it's because my heart feels happy
Happy, are you, Mary MaIouey ?
Let me see; you don't own foot Of land
in the world
Foot Of land. is it?' she criod with a
hearty Irish laugh. oh. what a hand
ye be after for joking; why hasen't
penny. let alone the land
Your mother is dead
GOD rest Ger SOU. yes, replied Nary
Maloney with n touch of genuine Pathos.
may the angels make her bed in h~aV-
en-
Your brother is still hard case, !
suppose
'Ah, ye may we'll say that. It's moth
ing but drink, drink, drink, and beating
his poor wife that she is-the crater
You have to pay your little sisters
board . .'ss.- /
Sure. the bit of crater, an she's a
good little girl, is HinDy, willing to do
whatever l axes her an l don't grudge
tho money that goesrfor that -sr-------
You hav:nt many fashionable dresses,
either. Mary Maloney?'
Fashionable, is it? Oh. yes, put
piece of whaIebone in me skirt; and ne
calico gown looks as big as the great la.
dies. But then ye says true; hasn't
but two gowns TO me back. two shoes Ia
me feet, and one bonnit to me head, bar
rim the ould hood ye gave me-
you haVn't any lover, Mary Maloney.'
- Och, be off wild ye-ketch Mary NAL
onery getting a lover these days when
the hard times is come. No. no. thank
heaven, amt got that to trouble me
yet-nor don't want it. There was me
sister that married iu ouid Ireland; she
took up with lover at the time took
down with the nIessels-an' sure l got
we'll first. She used TO go about pinin'
and sighiu' till me very heart was achin'
to see her so dolemulfully; but by and by
she got married, and her husband drink
ed and bate her, and that's all She got
for her sorrow. ketch this Mary MAlO
ney taking any such distress on, her as
that ..'.. 90
What on earth. then. have you got to
make you happy? A drunken brother,
a poor helpless sister, no mother. no
father, no lover; why. where do you get
all your happiness from?'
''The Lord he praised, Miss, it growed
up in. me. Give a bit Of sunshine. a
clean aure plenty of work and sup at
the right time. and Pm made. That
makes me laugh and sing; and then. it
deep trouble comes. why-God helpln'
me--1'll try 10 keep my heart up. Sure
S,o,,II h. IL; - D,k ;ol, NJ
should take it into his head to come and
az me, but the Lord willin', I'd try TO
bear up under it,
Tho last speech upset my gravity
The idea of looking upon lover as an
aff1iction was so drolI But she was ev-
identity sincere. having before her the ex-
ample Of her sisters husband. and her
drunken broLher.-BoSton Olive Branch.
BENJAM1N FRANKL1N AND his GtQ.-
It is now about century since Benia-
min Franklin. Postmaster General OF the
American Colonies. by appointment Of the
crown. set out in his old gig 10 make an
inspection Of the principles routes. 1t is
about eighty years since he held the same
ottlca under the authority of Congress,
when 4 small folio. now preserved in the
department at Washington, containing
but three quires of paper. lasted as his
account book for two years. These sim
pie facts bring up before us, more for
chilly than an elaborate description, the
vast increase in post Office fuciIties with.
IN hundred years. For if a Postmas,
ter General were to undertake to pass
over al! the routes nt present existing,
It would require six years of constant
travel at the rate of one hundred and
twenty miles daily; while if he were to
undertake the job in an 'old gig he
would require q performance of Years. if
not a life time. Instead of q small folio
with its three quires of paper. the post
Gihce accounts every two years, take
three thousand Of the large sized ledgers,
keeping no less than one hundred clerks
constantly employed in recording trans
and other persons