The Union and eastern journal. [volume] (Biddeford [Me.]) 1854-1858, 1858-01-29

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you SEQ, Mr.. Cynic, said !, addressing
my friend, how one courtesy begcts an
other' .r p. 90. ..Tr .sf, "a 800.
For all this important service, the ole
lawyer would only accept his expenses
i from home and back-said the jaunt had
been worth something handsome to him
in the excitement and Life it had given to
hisstagnant blood, and would not take Q
cent in cash on. any account John
Wolfe managed, however, to be upsides
with him for all that. The old gentle
man had hardly becnhome week when
a package arrived by express from New
York, duly addressed to his wife, which,
upon being opened, disclosed a very hand,
some silver tca-seryice, with an aocompa-
nying letter begging her acceptance Of the
same, as q mark Of respect and distin-
guishcd consideration for important and
disinterested services rendered to the sun
dry firms whose names were all attached,
headed, Of course, by the respected and
respectable house Of Wolfe, Waterhouse
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Things went on about 50 for two years
perhaps letter passing between the par
ties about once a month, and John Wolfe
and the young widow almost began court
ing by letter, without either one having
vet seen the other. At last, one warm
July, business being somewhat slack,
John Wolfe took a trip to the White
Mountains for a week or two, and while
there became acquainted, as travelling
bachelors often will, with a party Of FIVE
young folks-three ladies and two gen.
tlemen. r,. .....- 7 .g.......-,i ,s...
The two eldest couples were men and
wives, not o very long time past the hon.
ey moon; the third lady was called Cous-
in Jane, and like many other cousins we
can all remember, was about ono Of the
livcliest, most piquant little creatures you
ever saw. Dark, sparkling eyes that
seemed to dance and laugh all the time
above the most blooming checks, and
darlingcst little nose, and sweetest mouth,
and roundest chin that ever belonged to
bewitching woman. John was quite
smitten; he danced with her at the ev-
ening ball; he rode with her up the steep
mountain paths; he went fishing for
brook trout, and nothing delighted him
moro than, when they came to deeper
pool or more rugged path than common,
to liit the little thing, in his great brawny
arms, and carry her like child.
For thee days and nights, John Wolfe
was in Paradise; on the fourth morning
he woke up and founl his happiness
gone: letter had been left on his dress
ing-tablc, stating that the Piukertons-
the name Of his new friends-had been
obliged to depart by the stage, at an
early hour in the morning, having receiv.
ed news Of sudden illness in their fami.
ly; should be most happy to renew &C.
quaintanco with him at future day, dc.
Our friend John had great mind to
start off at once for New York, perfectly
disguised with the whole world but As
ono of his purposes in coming East was
to pay long promised and ofen-desired
visit to the young widows family in vcr-
mont, he felt rather ashamed to back out
Of his determination, although it must be
confessed he had lost, all ola sudden, tho
long-chcrished wish to make herpcrsonal
acquaintance, for a certain Jane Pinker.
ton, as he called her, had played thevery
dickens with the Platonic affection he
had been secretly nourishing for the last
two years.
Tdcclare, Dick said my friend Cynic,
'your story is getting to bc rather long
winded affair; I have got to the end Of
my third cigar, and you have hardly COM
menccd the story ..i
WELL said l, 'ifyou will only have pa
tiencc little longer, you will find that l
have nearly got to the end Of it.
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