The weekly north Iowa times. [volume] (McGregor, Iowa) 1857-1867, 1858-10-06

WHIT, marry herr ....-...
NotAnuch-make her ask me to, anC
laugh at her.
confess that Isecretly hoped thai
Joe would not test the question. He
was capital fellow, as rich in accom-
plishmdRts and cultivation as in money
Now | knew very well that D.
CONTAINED some very charming girls
daughters of retired sea captains, mer
chants, etc, who. however much they
might Fe mechanic, would see him
hangd efore they would marry him
Au. eoa4airie, a young gentleman o
wealth md position, would probably
prove EaA0l1h-
But he was determined, and when
returned to the city in a few days,
left Joe arranging chest of carpenter
tools, and getting himself up a pair Of
blue over-alls and cap!
Joe had a wonderful talent for doing
everything tolerably well. He played
upon half.a-dozen instruments, could
survey, had dabbled in the fine arts,
understood short hand, little surgery
and medicine, was a finished Jockey,
had built stone bridges, and half-soled a
pair of boots!
With somewhat varied accomplish
ments, he had no fear, of course, but
that he could get on very we'll as carpen-
ter. No one knew him at D, and
when he introduced himself to the boss
carpenter of the village, he succeeded
in persuading him that he was Jour
neyman of usual talent.
He received several commissions du-
ring the first fortnight of his expert
ment, but on the whole it was rather
lucky that he was not compelled to sub
sist on the proceeds of his labor. 9th
erwise, he might have found it difficult
to have paid his board-especially as he
commissioned me to send him five dol
lars, worth of cigars every week.
One day, after he had nearly exhaus-
ted his patience, and had done no end
of plotting and planning in vain, the
village carpenter asked him to under
take the restoration of cornice on one
Of the oldest and most aristocratic hous-
es in D.
Joe agreed and in short time was
mounted upon scaffold, about on lev
with the third story windows of the
mansion of old Commodore Huntington,
dexterously making his measurements
and plans for the new cornice.
1t was not an easy task, for the work
was elaborate. and the weather warm.
Two days elapsed, and Joe had only got
ready to commence putting up the
brackets which sustained the heavy
moulding. Lunch time came, and the
amateur carpenter, getting in the shade,
unpacked his little ainns-- sail. and be-
gan arepast at once simple and nourish-
ing, when he saw that the window near
est him was open-that some papers
lying on an escritoire inside, were dis
posed to blow away.
4 know 1t is trespass,' meditated
he, but it is for the proprietor's good.
I'll step into the room and save, perhaps
some valuable documents
A little gymnastic exercise brought
him down from his scaffold, through
the window, into very elegant cham
ber. ="
Hem !! said he, "a woman's room.'
There were paintings-statues-or-
muly ornaments-and forty other lux
urious nothings, such as women of taste
love to gather around them. A guitar
upon the bed, with some books
of French and Italian. The couch it.
self bore the impress of form, as if
the tutelar deity of the chamber had
been lying down, and passing her time
with music and literature. There was
a portfolio open upon the table, with a
very pretty little water color sketch,
half finished well stocked library in
the corner bore evidence to the cult
vated taste of the occupant, and every
thing about the chamber, from the bed,
with its shower ofsnowy curtains falling
from a massive gilt ring, to the canary
bird in the window, bespoke a refine
ment and delicacy on the part of who.
ever had arranged the apartment, sell
dom found, except in young and beau
tiful women who aspire to have their
surroundings like themselves.
Something elegant about this, said
Joe, gathering up the scattered papers,
and placing them beneath a weight
on the escritoire, Il must investigate
an opening for a splendid
bit of romance--poor young carpenter,
4 rich lovely woman, eh :? Lord bless
me, bushels of novels have been written
on the same plot
After hurried examination of the
room, he regained his scaffold, and con-
sumed his lunch, set once more about
his labors, little more hopefully than
before.
Thus passed week. Joe got into a
very imprudent habit of entering the
almost daily, in hopes of meet
ng the occupant of SO charming tenn
Die. He became familiar with all the
books and music, whistled the canary
nto convulsion of song, and drove
llnSell halI crazy with speculallons up |
IN a fair unknown. 3.
He had heard her sing very sweetly
If a morning, when she opened the
window, and just caught glimpse of
Ter form; but she, seeing him, had
suddenly. and he had not
,een able to discover whether she was
beautiful as tho rose, or ugly as the
,amel.
He had found upon half finished
sonnet, on the table, several long; fine,
'rown hairs, apparently plucked out in
! fit of meditation.
Evidently, the girl was a blonde.
He had found CATERS of delicate col
rs and wonderful smallness-gloves of
corresponding delicacy-tasteful and