Meigs County telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy [Ohio]) 1848-1859, 1858-02-09

cnl0ren SiepC, tDo pour Wonau Pub v"
her bonnet and shawl and started at once
for the Office of the newspaper. The
publisher was just closing the sanctum,
but he gave the information the widow re-
quired; and, favorably impressed with
Mrs. Glenn's appearance and manner, the
publisher, Quaker, interrogated her on
various points of her present condition,
prospects, &C., and observed, that but for
her children, he had no doubt of the
Widows suiting the old man exactly.
"But thee must not be neglected, ordis-
carded from honest industry, because of
thy responsibilities, which God hath
given tliee,s said tie Quakef. thy
lad is stout Of his age, and good boy, l
will, provide for him; he may learn our
bus mess, and be of thy charge, and thee
may be enabled to keep thy two female
children about thee"
On the following Monday, the widow
signifed her intention of writing few
lines as an applicant for the situation of
housekeeper and afterward to consult with
the publisher in regard to her boy, Mar
tin, and then bidding the courteous Quaker
farewell, she sought her humble domicil
with a much lighter heart than she had
lately carried from her distressed and
lonely home.
In an ancient part of the Quaker City.
facing the broad Delaware river, stood a
venerable mansion; but few of this class
now remain in Philadel lphia, and the one
of which we now speak, but recently
passed away, in the great conhagrarion
that visited the city in 1850. In this
substantial and stately brick edifce, lived
one of the wealthy and retired ship
brokers OF Quakerdom He was very
wealthy, very eccentric, very good hearted,
but passionate, plcthoric, gouty, and sew
enty yeas of age. Mr.. Job Carson had
lived long and seen much; he had been SO
engrossed IN clearing his fortune, that
from twenty-five to forty, he had not be-
thought him of that almost indispensable
appendage to mans comfort in this
world--a wife. He was the next ten
years considering the matter over, and
then, having built and furnished himself a
costly mansion, which he peopled with
servants, headed by maiden sister as
housekeeper, Job thought, upon tie whole
10 wkich his sister gave consent-that
matrimony would greatly increase his
cares, and perhaps add more noise and
confusion to his household than it might
counterbalance or Offset by probable com
fort in '.wedded happiness SO temptingly
set forth to old bachelors.
"No," said job at fifty, "l'll not marry;
not trade off my single blessedness yet;
at least, there's time enough-there's wo-
men enough; Pm young, hale, hearty, in
the prime of life; no, III not give up the
ship to woman yet"
Another ten years rolled along, and the
thing turned up in the retired merchants
mind agriL-he was now sixty, and one,
at least, of the objections to entering the
welded state, removed-for man at sixty
is scarcely too young to marry. surely.
"Ah, it's all up" quoth Job Carson
"I'm spoiled now. I've had my own way
so long, l could not think of surrendering
the petticoats, turning my house into d
nursery, and turning my back on the joys
quiet and comforts Of bachelorhood. No
no. Job Carson--matrimony be hanged
You'll none of it," And SO ten year;
passed--now age and luxury do thei
work.
80, that Internal twinge in my toe. o
there it is again--hang the gout; it can
be gout. Dr.. Bleeden swears I'm getting
the gout Blockhead--none of my xiii
orkin ever had such an Internal complaint
o, ah-h-h, that Internal widow must b'
sand bagged, given me this pain in th'
back, and--Bauquo! Where the deuce il
that nigger-Banquo-o-o?'
"Yis, massa, here l is," said good
natured, fat, black and sleek looking oil,
darkey, poking his shining, grinning fac
into the old gentleman's study, sitting
playing or smoking-room.
"Here you are? Where? You blacl
sarpint, come here; go to Jackplane, tn
carpenter, and tell him to come here anc
make my sashes tight; dye hear?"
"Yis, msssa, denis em; Use off"
mo, you ain't-c come here, Banquo, yo
woolly son of Congo, you; go open m
liquor case, bring the brandy and som'
cool water. There, now clear YOUR self.
'Yis, massa, Use gone, dis time
No, you ain't-come back; go to oil
Joe Winepipes, and tell him l send nj
compliments to him, and if he wants t
continue that game of chess, let him com
over this afternoon; dye hear?'
'Yis, massa, dem,s EN-; Pse gone di
time-Shu0hP
well, away with you
Old Job Carson was yet rugged look
! ing old gentleman. He had survive
nearly all his "blood, kith and kim" hi
sister had paid the last debt of natur
; some months before, and in hopes of find
+ ing some one to fill her station, in hi
e domestic concerns, his advertisement ha
e appeared in the Weekly Bulletin"
'Ah, me, it's no use crying about spi
, milk sighed the old gent over his glass
al suppose I've been fool; outlived eve
: rybody, everything useful to me. Made
, fortune first, nobody to spend it last
d Yes, yes continued the old man, in
o thoughtful strain, 'old Job Carson wi
o soon slip off the handle; poor old devil
> some bloodsucker may say, as he grab
Z Jobs worldly effects, hes gone; had
+ hard scrabble to get together these things
y and now, We'll pick his bones Well, l.
S JaD, laf Bapo. caruao ,,oa rifrhf. ,,ht