The Tiffin weekly tribune. (Tiffin, Ohio) 1859-1868, 1859-07-01

ieMlessly along towards the home OF
Janet. My only dread was of the little
spirit Fan if after all she should betray
US, what dreadful direful, desperate
mischief Il would be what wretched
predicament affairs would be in I rroan-
ed aloud at the thought yet I put
brave face upon the matter I said that
| if it was right that we should 90, we
should 20 n Il wasn't right, in ali prob.
ability we should stay at home vet,
right or not right, if that miserable little
Fan did betray us, I'd spend all my days
IN avcnCing the wrong-that was certain
Was in earnest did I mean Il : But
we shall see.
How earnestly and anxiously | gozed
towards the chamber window Of Janet,
as, aftor fastening my horse by the soad-
side, | walked cautiously mp the long lane
that led TO the doctors house. Oh 10Y
indispensable l--the waving Of a white
handkerchief In the moonlight told mo
that everything was right, that in few
moments / should clasp Janet to my
breast, mine, forever An, how happy
was $50 happy, indeed, that stood still
there in the moonlight, with my two
hands pressed firmly to my lelt side, for
| fear my overloaded heart would burst away
from me entirely. What a figure must
have cut then What an Apollo | must
have looked, with my fine proportions,
wrapped up in my wedding suit was
slender / was tall l was gaunt / am
sure / was ugly-looking at that moment
What possessed me / cannot tell, but
| from an old chest / had taken blue
broadcloth swallowtail coat, that had be-
longed to my grandfather in the time OF
the wars, and in the pride Of my youth
had got into il. The tails came ncarly
to my heels, while the waist was nearly
up to my arm-pits. The sleeves reached
down to the tips Of my fingers, hiding en-
tirely from view the luxuriant pair OF
white silk gloves, which / had allowed
myself for the important occasion. A.
bove this uncouth pile Of broadcloth was
perched hat. Oh ye stars and moon
! that looked upon it, testify with me that
/ it was a hat la hat and not a stove
pipe, hat and not a bootleg That
| hat looking back at il through the
mists Of twenty-five years, it seems to
have arisen TO the statue of TWO full feet,
while its brim appears little wider than
my thumb nail. My eyesight isn't quite
as perfect now as it used to be, and so /
may not see quite rightly. Make all due
allowance, dear reader.
say that / must have looked ugly at
that moment. Be that as il may, / thought
/ was looking splendidly | Thought the
| figure / cut, was an honor TO the name of
Brown, and was proud of it: proud as
stalked up to J0net's window, and placed
carefully there the ladder that was to
bear her to my side Everything was si-
| lent about tho house. Fate was surely
with us Fanny had been bribed into
service. As | stood there, could see her
| light, 1.-the little figure fit noselessly to
and fro by the window, and how / bless
ed her-blessod her, from thevery bottom
Of my heart, for her kindness.
At last Janet commenced descending
the ladder, and as she did so, the moon
crowded in out of sight under ahuge black
cloud. The very heavens favored us, our
success might be looked upon as fixed
Three steps more upon the lodder't
rounds, and Ianot'a dainty httla. feet
would stand upon terra .frmd beside my
own.-The steps were taken, and she
held for moment fondly by the sleeves
of my blue broadcloth, before we looked
Iup TO the window, both with upraised
hands to catch a small bundle of clothing
that Fanny was to throw down to us, and
which we had no other means of carrying
with us.
"Be quiet, FAM whispered Janet, as
her sister appeared at the window and
poised the bundle above our heads. "Bo
quiet, Fan, for heavens sake, and drop it
quickly 7"
But Fanny still stood there, swinging
backward and forward, the huge bundle,
without needing Janet's earnest entrea-
ty.
''Do, do throw il, Fanny dear Do have
some mercy on me What If father
should know Of this What If he should
be awakened-"
"La, give it her, Fan don't plague
your sister, she's in a hurry" called a
voice at that moment from the closed
blinds of the parlor windows, which be-
longed to none other than DIR. Stoddard.
"Give her the things, and tell the boys
TO carry out a bag Of corn, a cheese, some
wheat, and some butter, TO the cart. jan
ct must have a setting out Only be still
about it, Fam"
For a moment we were pretrifed upon
the spot | thought ] should fall TO the
| ground. What should we do--run, faint
die, evaporate, or 60 mad While we
stood undecided, two huge mattresses fell
at our feet from the window, followed at
once by sheets, pillow cases, quilts, table,
cloths, and sundry other articles necessa-
ry to the setting up Of respectable house
keeping establishment.
"Mother, mother, don't one Of these
new feather beds belong to Janet 2" call
ed Charlie Stoddard, from one part of the
house.
ayes, yes, and bolster, and a pair OF
nice pillows, too. Garry 'em right out OF
| the front door," was the answer
"Whose horse have you, Jason ~ ask
ed the doctor, pushing up the blind.
l"Your fathers ?"
"Y-e-e-s, sir,' stammered.
'Humph didn't you know better than
that THAT old gray isn't worth q but
ton to 60. Why didn't you come up to my
barn and get my black mare Sam, Sam,
hurry away straight TO the barn and har-
ness black Molly for Jason. If you will
believe it, he was going TO start off with
his father's old horse Be quick, Sam
work lively--they're in hury--its time
I they were Off" .i.
"Have you anything with you, Janet,
10 eat on the road J" put in Mrs. Stod-
dard, pOlting her head out Of the window
"No, ma'Rm," faltered Janet, moving a
step or two from me.
"Well, that's good forethought And
as live, there isn't a bit of cake cooked
In the house, either Can youmake some
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