The Council Bluffs nonpareil. [volume] (Council Bluffs [Iowa]) 1857-1867, 1859-08-06
THE LOVERS RUSE.

u.. THE LOVERS RUsE. .- .---
"Jilted, by Jupiter! /, the cleverest ant
most envied fellow in Craftsville! Ny stars
who would have thought oft? l, who have
been dying in love with pretty Ti!lie Wal.
ters, to thus have all my hopes dashed te
pieces when really supposed she thought
the world and all ofme. Thunder and light.
ming! Ashes and blazes! How the whole
town of Craftsvills will wink and blink a.
me when they hear that for the first time
in all my life have been made victim Of.
What fool have been to stoop to conquer
as have done, to render myself perfectly
ridiculous, and then to be rejected after all
Oh, misery ! was ever fate like mine? l,
Gustavus Adolphus Jewsenberry and Tilted
by the daughter Of blacksmith, fe! 0,
understand it all now--she did not wish to
marry above her station. honor the girl
for it; she did not think was in earnest
that is little excuse but never mind, she
was too bad. the iilt and Pll ye: have my
revenge. Miss Tile Walters, shall yet be
Mrs. Gustavus Adolphus Jewsenbcrry. What
name how could she refuse me even on
that account2 But so it is !; but have no
idea Of sitting down with my thumb in my
mouth to mourn over my fate take courage,
Gustavus Adolphus, and the prize shall yet
be YOURS"
any of our polite readers take exceptions
to the character of the young gentleman's
remarks, they must remember how good his
apology; he had been mercilessly rejected
but few hours before, and that when he
felt very sure of success. Poor fellow, no
wonder he was almost wild with disappoint-
ment.
Gustavus Adolphus Jewsenberry (what a
name to write) was the acknowledged dandy
of all Craftsvile !; his high-heeled boots, his
fashionable broadcloth aud standing collar
had excited the envy of all the ladies, while
pomatumed locks cnrled with scrupuIous ex-
actness around his exquisite face, his nur-
tured mustache and delicate hand enlisted
the sympathies of all the fair damsels of the
place.
We said ALL; there was one exception
Tillie Walters bit Of coquette was she.-
Determined to lower the pride Of the exqu-
site. she was too sensible a girl to worship
n "furrener and ieweled fingers. and she
played her part well, much to the satisfac-
ton of enved fair ones, who now declared
Title the most sensible girl in the village,
and they always knew she would never mar
that crazy Drained fop Of a Jowscnb"rry.
And so it was while Craftsville WAS in an
excitement on account thereof. and pretty
Til.ic Walters sat singing merrily at work
by the window Of her cottage home. Gusta-
yus Adolphus Jew>enberry. Esq, paced his
apartment at the 8 Travellers Gu!de' with
hurried steps.
His trunks were all ready in the hall, and
he was only waiting for the o.d dusty stage
coach to take him away from the scene of
his disgrace.
Never mind, she shall be mine yct,' he
eZclnimrd, as the whistle Of the stage horn
aroused him from his rcveric: and pulling
his hat over his eyes, he attended to his bag
gage again, nodded a go.d bye to the host,
and Spcang into the coach. The driver
cracked his whip, and away rolled the old
vehicle, precipitatinG tn. honorab.e gentle
man very unceremoniou>ly into ha>kct of
eggs young lady was carrying: thus Mr..
Augustus Adolphus Jew scnberry baLe adlcu
to Craftsville.
T:.ljc Walters was pretty little b:unnette.
with a pair Of the bluckest eyes that ever
stole the sunl -.ht from apoor fellows henrt.
She was the daughter Of the black smith of
the village, good natured though rather
eccentric man who declared his daughter
should marry no man, the king himself, #
h. hii not possess a good trade or profess
sion and Tillie thong so, 90; and, us Mr..
boasted an inheritance from his
uncle, and glorieI thcreat, be little thought
it operated against him.
These fellows always turn out good for
nothin. said the good old man: and Tiiiie
laughed and sang as heartily as ever, and
if she loved Gustayus none were the wiser.
81 think YOU would do we'll to accept Mr..
Blackwell. Tillie. said Mr.. Walters to his
daughter. a few days after the events above
munti med - am sure he loves you dHTout-
", and more cntcrpr!sing man | do not
know in the place indeed do not know hut
| should be really proud TO see you his wife;
it is a good deal 10 say my darlIng."
" .\nd suppose don't fancy the GENTLE
man. ra:h"r:" questioned ttc heuutv, her
dark eyes sparkling mislhievouslv.
" Oh, no understand that dandy Of n
--what's his aamc: carried eff your
heart, DID be te f.! i'il,ic: Bat, although
| SHALL use my best cnlenvors to prevent
YOUR marrying scamp. Will not force YOU
to we'd saint. But never mind, on y for
yet that iete stable
l.,vr co.s where it j. sent. IS an old
sI5 ir-, father: now, although that gentle
mun--'
scamp you mCnl.'
liliia dii not finish her sentence, only
woa4-YyL where the SAID Gentleman or scamp
was, and thought what Il pity he WAS such :!
fop, and smiled rs she remember
ed his outlandish maine. She wondered
where no was, and if he often thought of
her, and, to tell tn. truth. she sometimes
feared she had little, very small particle
of regard for him, and wished he would
come back to Craftsville: but why it WAS
she could not tell. SO the time passed, and
Tilio was still free; Mr.. Blackwell. after his
refusal, soon found him another mate, and
the laughing Tillie declared she knew that
his love for her was not very lasti 6, as be
was - easily suited again.
Six months had elapsed since Gustavus
AIoIphus Jewsenbcrry bade adeu to the lit
tie vitiagc Of Craftsviilc, when again every
one was excited by the establishment of a
new store on the corner. The aforesaid cor
nor was formed by the tavern of the village,
the post Office, the Blacksmith's shop, and
a large building intended for two stores, one
of which had long been empty but was now
occupied. A Mr.. White had brought on a
assortment Of fancy goods from the
east, and for while every one was on tip
toe to ascertain what sort of a parsonage
this Mr.. White was.
lie was not what would be called hand
some man-to be sure his eyes were dark
and expressive, and his features good, ye,
his face was innocent Of that beautlfer, q
Spanish moustache.
Mr.. White was of agreeable manners
though rather reserved; the ladies declared
he was perfect barbarian, for he had moi
one word of compliment for them, let then
spend as many hours over their toilets as
they pleased; and the gentlemen persisted
he was the most unsociabIc fellow they evel
knew, as he closed his doors at precisely
nine o'clock, and would not join in theil
friendly gatherings of an evening. There
he stood behind the counter or at his desl
from early dawn till late in the evening, anc
perhaps in the whole town Of Craftsvill'
there was but one person who appreciated