The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1859-12-03
Select Storm.
MARRYING A FOOL.
(CONtIUDED.)

Mr. DYER and learned that the gentleman
was a Mr. Page, that he was unmarricd and
that in the words of the informant. he was
"a worthy. respectable orderly man.
Farther than that she did not inquire. being
satisfied that her own sagacity was sufficient
foi all other discoveries.
The next morning Clara was promenadng
among other people, on shaded piazza at.
tended by midshipman by the name Of
MISSIONER. whose warrant was Of very recent
date, and who was much admired by the en-
trcincly young Indies. on account of his uni
form. which he wore upon all occasions.
Being the only 'fli",r of The day. he had at
tachcd himself to Miss Burncy as the only
suitable beau for the only Frauty, and was
lnduigug her with yc:y Northumberland
when Mrs Cripls, who had been watching
With Some anxiety ire arch smiles Of her
niece exclaimed 20 a lady mean her: just
listen to that swhGg' ring young hoatSwaln
II is easy 20 tell that lie has never been en-
Sh1pboard by the way he talks to every
body and she stepped forward to put
cheek to hls danger Gus eloqncnce.
Dear me, Mr. MISSIONER" said she,
" don t YOU feel very much snolhercd, this
roasting weather, with having nat thick blue
cloth coat buttoned up to your chin? Ii
seems bard that You officers can't be allowed
t" make yourselves comfortable like common
people Don't you envy that gentleman that
they call MIR. Page, sitting there on "a scttcc,
looking so COO! III his suit Of white lnpn!-
Do you know him e
He had an Introduction to me this morn
ilig, ma am he seems dry. poor creature. ;"
My dear aunt" said Clara, drawing
back, " surely you would not -
Hush child, he won't know any better"
returned the Old lady, and holding Clara with
ohe hand. she seized The arm OF the midshlp-
man with the other, and dr,w them 10 to
the confused looking Mr.. Page
Mr., Page, Mrs. Grips Miss Barney"
said the n'IdHhipnan, aud then as 40 one else
spoke, Mrs. CrlppS even beng at non
plus fol the moment, size proceeded "anv
p"litical news IN your papers, Mr.. Page {!
pray. what Jour opinion Of the Oregon
qurstIon.'
That is a-qnodihet," answered MI
Page locking W over his broad brows INTO
the lace OF the qucSlloner. without raising
lis head. He lad resumed his seat After
making his bows.
The midshipman looked as much posed as
MIS- Ci1ppS. and then responded iurbulrntlv,
thmk II hutnhug, sra decided hum
hng--a pretty story that Uncle Sam must he
Kicking ny dust atrut a few miles of Rocky
Mountains, barren. dried up Rocky Noun
talnS, SIR, only tit to starye cows aud wither
frogs to mnnnmcs. could let him into one
cret-lhat rather than fight about such a
mean concern. some of his officcrs, would
back out Of the service"
Would you!" asked Mr. Page, solicit
ouslv.
- am ore sir, - replied the naval hero,
that don't want to fight unless laure Is are to
he gained II Uncle Sam undertakes dirty
Work, let hlm CAL out his militia and marines
10 do 1t for him. | would tear off my ,pau-
lettoS and hand in my sword first"
Then yen don't Subscribe to the scnti-
lnrn', Our country, rsh: Or wrong" oh
seivcd Clara.
AlIhumhug, Miss: We owe one duty
to ou' selves. and another to our country :
rnInhrr one is the first law of nature |, is
no gentleman S duty 10 fight unless lie can
fight like gentleman. That confoundr,
fIorida war comes IN point. Would 1t have
been my duty, SIR, or could il have hcen had
been IN the service at the time. to piow
about those >wamps, and he Shot by the laS-
call, $hva9rS, without seeing anv,mug to
hight hut mosquitoes, alllgators and nocusin
sLak,S?'
AS the midShipman threw forward the
well padded breast Of his blue coat aid
struck the porpcndicular hou,lrt of his cap
INTO Sui sl'niehttr line with his nose. the
laughing eyes OF Clara were met hy those of
MIR. Page, with comic cX,.r,ssion of mock
appeal that at once placed him on a more
definite p"lnt III herr estimation. Mrs CRIBS
oh>'IVr'i the glance, and constructed 1t IN her
own fashion.
Don worry Mr. Page with any hard
questions, Mr. Nc,toycr, inlerpoSrd she, III
"A tone OF protecting Kindness hes not one
To puzzle his bIalnS about politics or any
lhinG else i venture TO give my word, are
you MI Page 90
= NO, ma am, answered Mr.. Page mc,kly
and to Clara apprehension. his -..unlcnaucc
| grew sui more cUnlca
y" iih conteinptuous look at Mr.. Page,
W eSloVr reminded himself of an engage
heh', and Clara, also made IA move PROPOSING
[ to retreat to the saloon, but Mrs Clipps was
resolved no. to .oSc the advantage She had
gained, She Therefore placed hci self besides
Mr. Page, cjocting from the settee a young
man OF unIcineinbcrahe appearances, with
"htm he bad been exchanging newspapers
lhlnk all the better of YOU that you are
not inclined TO politics, Mr.. Page" said the
old lady, " whore : the use of 1t IA back of
nonsense. just Got up to help the elections,
and en- PITY peoples pockets. But | suppose
Mr. Weslover thinks he had better get him.
sell cXcl',d about it now. tni her hes sent
| away where they Catch whales he'll have no
chance lon don 80 to sla do you g.
No ma am"
Then pray what may your occupation be 2"
Clara started, but Mr.. Page, though his
eyes snapped very rapidly. answered gravely
Il am the editor of Magaz ne"
Oh, dear THAT'S poor business ism
itN
1t suits me very well. ma am"
You are not hard to please, dare saw"
she returned, when to the great relief of Clara,
the MSparer reader, who had b, Ell lowering
near, advanced cXclaiming, " am happy to
Ind that had the honor OF conv.rsng With a
congrnlal Spirlt-let me grasp your hand, sir
i do something in the literary line myself
My name is y. Goldsmith Twiggs ST presume
II is not new to YOU.
Mr.. Page suhuSsivey yielded his hand
"Glorlou, places these public rendrwouSes
are for persons ofour calbre," pursued MI
TwiggS, to study human nature and shoot
folly as it flies : but there may be too much
Of . good thing. and always carry the B,au.
ties OF Shakespeare in my pocket, to bore
over when grow weary Of the dull realities
of life. ConiidcntiaIly speaking, Mr. Page,
what do you thlnk Of Shakespeare's PLAYS O.
" That there's a good many Of them, said