The Council Bluffs nonpareil. [volume] (Council Bluffs [Iowa]) 1857-1867, 1859-05-14

nized, for the door of the handsome hous'
at which We stopped was thrown open, ant
pretty woman, followed by fine looking
black -whiskered gentleman, whom lsuppos
ed to be my namesake, rushed down th'
steps. There were loud exclamations of as
tonishment and pleasure. u cordial welcome
and some rapid questions to which Florenc'
returned very low and quiet answers, ane
quickly extrlcating herself from the confu
sion, presented me as 'Mr. LIE Roy, YOU
husbands namesake, and the gentleman wht
took charge of me- glanced at her face
to see if She was mocking me, but it wal
pale and grave. Mrs. LIE Roy opened hel
eyes widely, but was to well bred to express
surprise, and after introducing me to bel
husband in the same terms, invited me into
the house. Hardly conscious of what did
or anything, except that was in the pres
ence of Florence still, from which c,ult
not endure to Danish myself, l followed
them into handsome parlor, where sat ar
old lady, who my conscience told Inc was the
the rheumatic aunt had SO cruelty belled
Florence herself, presented mo to this lady
who was fixture, and unable to rise from
her chair, and before could make an apol.
ogy and retire related in her own way, (how
different from Iii ine,) the mistake by which
she had been placed in my care, and the his,
tory of our journey, in which itappeared oul
host, Mr.. lie Roy, had been fellow passen.
ger. When she had ended, they all crowded
about me, warmly expressing their thanks
for nv kindness and consldertion,' to my
utter bewiderment and surprise, and cordi.
ally invited me to remain with them and
make the acquaintance of my namesake and
family. detached myself from all this un-
expected kindness rs quick as | could for
fancied read aversion in the flashing and
paling face, and dropping eyes of Florence,
and with one last look at her left the room.
A moment after, felt light touch on the
arm ,and turning, saw, with mute surprise,
that she had followed me into the vestibule'
'Mr. LIE Roy said she hurricdly, q can
not let you 90 away misunderstanding me
as see you do. If was silent while you
SO humbly apologized for the noble, generous
and honorable delicacy of you conduct, i.
was not from anger, believe me, but because
was at first too much moved and grateful
to speak. ! owe YOU more than | can say ;
and should be miserable indeed, il false
shame, which you see has not prevented me
from telling you this, should prevent you
continuing I'm acquaintance so strangely
begun. Trust me, sir, speak the truth
| don't know what answer | made, for
the revulson of feeling was almost too
great for words, and the rapture Of know
ing, as looked down into her lovely face,
that it was not for the last time, quite took
away the little sense had remaining. If
you want to know how felt ask a man who
is going to be hung, how he would feel to be
reprievcd
Well, how time fies 1t certainly does
not seem FIVE years since all this happened,
yet Cousin Jennie (my Cousin Jennie now,)
50 bitterly rcproaches us, inner last letter,
for not visiting her in all that time, that We
have again undertaken the journey, but
under different auspices since Florence is
Florence Dundard no more, and sleeps upon
my arm in the cars no longer blushingly,
but with the confidence of wife of nearly
FIVE years standing, and register our names
in the hotel book, as Mr.. and Mrs. Chester
Lie Roy, and bless my lucky stars as | read
it over. Even while write, Florence low
lier than ever as think, makes a great
prctensc Of arranging the baggage at the
hotel where we stop (and which has remind
ed me, by past transactions, to write down
this story or comes leaning over me to
call me dear Chester,' instead of dear
Cousin Frank as five years before, and to
scold me for being 50 stupid, as to sit and
write instead of talking to her. Stupid in
deed, to prefer black pen to those ruby
lips.
Was ever a man so happy in a "sligh'
Mistake =
MAKING THE BEST OF BAD BARGAIN
Matthew Riley, by profession porter il
a wholesale store, made up his mind the
other dav, to be united to Miss Catharlne
Carnahan, a fine, robust broad-shouldered
lass, who has hitherto lived out at service
Matthew hired a coach for the purpose of
taking Catharine and her mother to his own
place of residence, where the important
ceremony was to be pc formed; but before
the vehicle had proceeded far, the intended
bride began to kick the shins Of her future
spouse in quite ferocious manner. Riley
(who is at least three or four inches shorter
in stature than his bctrothed) mildly inquired
what was the matter, to which question the
lady snappishly replied:
''Ain't you tramplin' on me new dress.
wild them pasty boots of yours, as big as
mud-scows and Just as full of dirt:"
Matthew apoIogized, and turning to a
friend who was riding with them, observed
in triumphant under-tone:
"Ah. what ablssed thing nateness is in a
woman Here's gal, now, that will keep
everything clanc and decent about her, III
be bound.'
1t was after night-fall when the wedding
party arrived at the dwelling of Mr.. Riley,
and his sister in anticipation of their coming,
had lighted pair of candles. Matthew, in
order to celebrate the joyful event by q
grand illumination, lighted third candle,
and stuck it in an empty porter bottle
when sudden and severe box on his ca,
produced the optical illusion that the room
was full of burning candles, and nothing
else. At the same time, the bride, who hat
administered this manual reproof, cried
out:
"Do ye want to bring yer wife and yorscll
to ruin and wrack, ye mush headed spa pcen!
Amt two candles enough to be burnin' a
once, let what will be going to happen ant
bad luck to ye"
"Oh Mat" whispered Riley's sister
eyed betther not have any more to do vic
Kate Carnahan for if she bates you nov
what will she do when yer married ?"
''Let me alone for choosing good wife,
complacently remarked Mr.. Riley" "there'.
economy for you now! A poor man woult
soon be rich one wild such help.mate
that tries to save his substance, and to pre-.
vint wastefulness. Katy's the very jewe
that Pve been hunting after all the days ol
me life"
Just then the priest arrived; the nuptia'
ceremony was performed, and if Mr.. Riley.
matrimonial life does not prove to be. one
of unclouied happiness, it will not be be.
cause he does not deserve it.
WESTERN DENTISTRY.
A freight driver, with tied-up cheek
stopped at tavern to lodge over night
The man of all work saw him coming, and
addressed him =
'Neighbor, what ails you ?
q have got the toothache,' was the prompt
reply.
'IIave you got bad tooth? Where Is iii?
'Yes-here in my lower jaw
'What will you give me if l will pull il
as well as any dentist p
81 will give Won n mint of Whiskey'