The Perrysburg journal. [volume] (Perrysburg, Ohio) 1853-1861, 1859-02-03
For tho Journal.
More Leaves from Bessy Bently's
Diary.
MApLS Hill, Tuesday, Dec. 3lst 49,

New years eve MI. anu MIS-. howard, anu
Fred. arrived last night. Grace has been here
near three weeks making preparation for the
wedding. We are to be married tomorrow at
eleven o'clock. Then leave the dear parental
roof, for a new, will it be a happier home
Thus far, my path has been strewn with loves
most cherished flowers. No mountainous sleeps
or thorny places have been called to tread no
care has intrudcd TO mar my happiness. No
drop of sorrow has been mingled in the cup of
Joy. Will it ever be thus? | would that
might lift the veil, and road my future destiny.
Oh no! not that. Sould dark days and chcerloss
hours await me there, would not know it, Such
knowledge would blight the joys of these bright
hours. Should the future reveal woe, aud mis-
cry, and life become a weary burden, baneath
which the crushed heart and fainting spirit
sink, waiting and longing to be freed from earth,
then thankful am that future life is hidden
from mortal sight. hear footsteps in the hall.
Grace is coming "WEy Bessy you look
decidedly blush. No owonder, forever scribbling
in that diary, writing an autobiography sup
pose? Come, put it away, and let us try that
new Schottsh, just to disperse the azure imps.
Now let us go down to the parlor, they have been
inquirng for you, and knew just where to find
you
Wednesday, Jan. lst.-lIarpy New Year!-
The sun shines beautifully this morning, and
the south wind is almost as soft and gentle as
Spring. Grace fits here and there like Wild
bird, now and then singing snatches of merry
songs, while bright smile lights her handsome
E, g., al rlc ic inn
for you to dress, Mrs. Howard will assist you,
while [ stay below to receive the guests -
There, ! have only to clasp my bracelets, and We
are ready Two o'clock. The train we go on,
leaves in half an hour We have scarcely
time to change these thin dresses for more suit
able travelling robes. The carriage is waiting,
Now we are on our way to the depot, Mother
stands in tho door, with fearful eyes, waving
adIeu.
Thursdau, Dee. lS---In less than one year,
how many changes have been wrought? Freds
mo her has been sleeping--for many months
that dreamcss sleep that knows no waking. His
t father has lately married again. Who could
believe that he should have chosen such an onci
!, She is unworthy TO even touch her predecessor
garments, Frel. says he cannot call her moth
er--I am sure never shall. Here she comes thi,
very minute, -" never nearer than when &c.
, Now for lecture. believe the acme of hen
-, desires, is to convert me into as mean, miserly
= nggardy a person as herself, Well she has ar
l rived, and taken for her text" retrcnchment.
= 90 Betsey," she says--now my name is no
+ Bctsey, no more than her name is Grimakin--
$50 Betsey you are baking to-day You had
better make your bread half Ingin,' it saves
whent and wheat is very high now. Sixty
cents per bushcl! And if you would make pie
f crust of milk and saleratus, it woull save short
= ening; and you make your cake entirely too
= sweet 1t is lest for people to live economical
u ly, when they frs begin
4 Now she may talk as much as she chooses
: and shall act-not accordingly as
choose. This bringing up, spoiIs rson 1t
. my fathers house extravaganza was not nllowe,
e to enter, but Abundance ruled. Now she ha
d gone up stairs, to what is wrong up there.
u will take the paper and read, while she takes al
: inventory of my goods and chattelS Here sh
S comes.
p "Betsey, is it possible that you use your bes
s counterpanes every day 1t will not be len
J. before they will need washing, and that wear
: them out very fast; they will soon be gone a
$ that rate"
= reply, "when they are gone I shall Sc
J. more"
9 81 suppose that is the way you were brough
= up; your mother must have been very shirtles
t not to have taught you psudence."
y "How dare she say that. Think Of anything
: my mother did being shiftess | will not bea
it any longer. So tel her,
! 81 am mistress of my own house and desire
= no overseer, that | shall use my possessions as
e see fit, and shall make just as good brea |, pi,
:, and cake as know how, ana that my mothe
# is the best woman in the world, and attends cx
+ clusvely to her own affairs, and that is more
than every one does
c She has gone home in towarins passion
d Well, eau not help it, if age demands respect
o meanness does not
" Monday, AAriI lst--Two letters from home
c One is an April fool message, that is WILL
E work. Just like him; the other is a genuin,
e letter in GTaees own hand writing. She Away
= :, writes OF the beauties and charms of country
8 life, annd thinks as do, that Maple Hill is jus
: the ppttiest place she saw. Now for m!
l destiny! A band OF Gipsies have camped jus
out of town Here comes one Of the fortune
tellers. For trihing sum, she will reveal tC
me the mysteries of the future She looks wise
/ or attempts to, and asks to look at my hand -
Now she speaks of the past. Surely she gnesssi
r rightly Tells me | am proul-spirited, high
q tempered and sofwiIled.' IIumph knew
!. that before. She says, A." ! am soon going Ions
;. journey, in westerly direction. Much trouble
n and sorrow will come, in utter years. Fudge
J. do not bslisve a word she says it is only al
4 April fool story. Yet those words" mucl
A rouble aud sorrow keep sounding Ia nay