Fremont journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County [Ohio]) 1853-1866, 1858-12-10
NisttllanfONS.
Tun CosuAnR's TEMPTATION.

FEE COEsBEEIz'S TEMPTATION.
Jareb Gropp sat in his little shop upon
his low bench, and he peggcd and tapped
away msrrly upon his well-won knees.-
He was n Jolly fellow, this Jarob. Poor,
It's true, but just poor enough to be free of
care. He owned tho rooted box in which
he worked, aud so he owned tue little thach-
ed cot that joined it. In tho cot were two
rooms, and the shop was one. In the cot
he lived, with bis wife and scvon children,
and in the shop he worked checrfully all the
day long lie was not afraid of robbers,
for he had nothing worth carrying off; and
ho feared no man for he never did man a
wrong.
A merry fellow was Jarcb Gropp. He
sang as he pegsod, and his joyous notes
lacked only musical sound to make them at
tractvo. He was built after the same pat
tern as were his cot and his shop. He was
short and dumpy, with round, shiny, good
natured face, and with bald pate, though
he was only fve-and forty.
"Troll-de-rol -lol,de loI-larly y sang Jarcb
"Fol-de-rol-de-ridde- de-rol-de-rirctum!
sounded voice from the inner door.
Jared looked up and saw his wife.
Just a match for Jarcb for all tho world.
Short, Eat, clean, good naturod and happy
as q happy queen. She was dressed neat
ly for all her poverty, and the flush OF
hoalth gowcd upon her plump checks.
"Duck," said Jareb, 'the likes o'this never
happened oforo."
"What is it, my own sugar pluml" asked
Hepscbath.
Iepsebath was her name, though she
hadn't heard it pronounced in full for years
"D'ye SEQ this shoe, delight9
eyes, my lovel"
"'Tis the last work in tho castle. No
another place to put peg have got by me
Wen shut the gates, lower the draw-bridge
put tho warden on guard, and call up GU
coach, ehp
'Yc mean well go and walk, pepermintl 2
81 do, my treasure"
"Shall put on my silk, or satin or M.
new volvetr
"Put on all of 'om, my dear. Wei
make an appearance. H-fol-de-rol-lol-de
rol-ladi There (tap) that's the last peg
and old Smiths shoes are done. SmHh-
SmiM-didn't you ever feel thankful you
name warn't Smith, Heppy, ehl Ther'
was Smith pat in Jail only last week fo
robbin' somebody. But ye never heard o
a Crops being put in Jail, never. Now
my maple sugar, we'll bc of. Bring u
the little Groppscs."
Hardly had Heppy departed, when
man made his appearance at the shop door
lie was an old man, very well dressed, il
black throughout, carrying a gold-hoade'
cane, and wearing a watch chain Of thu
same precious material.
care you a cobbler!" he asked, as he en-
tered.
81 was two minutes ago, sir; but I'm al
old feudal baron now, sir! Lady Gropp Il
going to ride out, sir, and I'm to attend her.
"Eh-are you not tho man who doe
mending amending of boots and shoes 2
asked the visitor, moving back pace, a
though he feared the strange fellow befor'
him was crazy.
"Yes, sir" answered Jareb, "Pm the man
But, yo see, my wifO hasn't walked out 70
IlOio u lhoutu. L just loaSeu Oh tho i"s
bit of work | had in tho shop. hurrio'
it amazeingy, and was just agoin' to take
run down by the river with her and the lit
tie ones"
"Aha-I see" said tho old gentleman
smiling. "Now you just run and tell you
lady to wait for you half an hour and II
satisfy her for it. Pm in hurry. TIL
stage leaves in an hour, and my boot ha
given out. Come, you won't refuse to as
sist me under such circumstances y
"Hidum-ds-fol-lol! Well, ! s'pose
must stick to my business!"
Thus speaking, Jarob left the shop, an
when he returned he put on his apron agai
and settled into his low seat The cid ma
took off his cloak and sat down, aud tn
cobbler pulled off the fractured boot. !
was ripped badly. Jareb made him stou
waxed-end, and when twas ready he too
up the boot
"You seem to bO happy fellow" re
marked the visitor, after he had watche