Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1860-04-12
ANOTHER YANKEE TRICK,

I'll had them they dswlndle me out OF my throne.
& ANOTHER YANKEE TRICK.
The critter loves me! I know she love!
mep said Jonathan Dubkius, as he sat up
on the corn:feld fence, meditating on tht
coursesof his true love, for it was running
as Shakespeare said it did, rather roughly
sIf Suke Peabody has taken shine to tha
gawky, long-sneaked, stamerin' sly critter
. Gusset, just cause he's a city feller, she
amt the girl I took her for, that's sartin
No, it's the old folks; darn their ugly pic
lures! old Mrs. Peabody alters was high
falutin' critssr, full of big notions and the
old mans a regular knot-head driven a.
bout by his wife, just as our old one-eyed
rooster is drove about by our cantanker
GUS fve-toed Dolkin hen. But if I don'i
spile his fun my name amt Jonathan. I'm
going down to the city next week by rail
read-and when come back, wakesnakes
that's all.
The above soliloquy may serve to give
the reader some slight idea of the land in
the pleasant rustic village where thespeaker
resides.
Mr.. Jonathan Doubkins was a young
farmer well to do in the world, and looking
ont for wife, and had been paying his
addresses to Miss Susan Peabody, the on
ly daughter of Deacon Elderberry Peabody,
of that ilk, witha fair prospect of success,
when city acquaintance of the Peabodys,
one Mr.. Cornelius Gusset, who kept re-
: tail dry goods shop in Hanover street, Bos.
ton, suddenly made his appearance in the
field and commenced the cutting out game.
Dazzled with the prospect of becoming a
sgentleman's wife, and pestered by the i'm
portunities of her aspiring mamma, the vii
lage beauty began to waver, when her old
lover, determined on last and bold stroke
to foil his rival. He went to the city and
returned of his business he said nothing.
not even to pumping maiden Aunt who
kept house for him. He went not near the
Peabodys-but labored away in his corn
field patiently awaiting the result of his ma
zchinations.
1.-THE next day Mr.. Gusset was seated with
the old folks and their daughter, in the best
room of The Peabody mansion, chattering
as pleasantly as may be, when the door
opened, and in, rushed a very dirty and fu-
rious Irish woman.
Is it there 1ye are, Mr.. Cornelius Gus
set Come out of that, before I fetch ye,
ye spalpeen! Is that what ye promised me
before the praste, ye haitian nager! Run
MIN away from me and the children-aud
forsakin' your lawful welded wife, and run
min, arfter the Yankee gals, ye confden-
tiap-
woman, there must be some mistake
here, stammered Gusset, who was taken
all aback by the charge
sDivil bit of mistake, ye sarpent Oh,
wirra, wirra, was it for the likes of ye
sacked little Dinnis McCarty-who loves
the ground I trod on, and all because ye
promised to make lady of me, ye dirty
thief of the warrauld! Willye come now a.
long to the railroad station, where 1 left
little Patrick because be was too sick tc
come any furder, or will ye wait till l drag
YEP
ss 'Go-go-aloDg, gasped Gusset. Go
and I'll follow you
he thought it best to temporize.
q give you ten minutes, said the virago
tIf ge amt there, its me cousin, Thabb,
Mulgruddery, will be afther ye, ye thafe ;
And away went this unwelcome stranger
Mr. Gusset was then engaged in STAN
meriDg out denial of all knowledge o
tha virago, when the parlor door again open
ed, and little, black.eyed, hatchet face
woman, in fashy silk gown, and ca
with many ribbons perched on the top Q
her head, invaded the sanctity of the pal
lor.
lis he here p she cried, in a decide
French accent Then she added with
scream, tAh, mon dieu ! le viola! zare b
is. Traitre monster! Vat for you ru
away from me? Dis two, tree years I ne
vaire see you-nevaire; and my hearts
broke very bad, entirely
who are you?' cried Gusset, with hi
eyes straining out of his head, and shiveriu
from head to foot
Gle ask who I am !! Oh, you var respec
table old gentlehomme hear vat ye ask
Who 1 am, peyfde! ah-Iam your wife!
Il never saw you 'fore-so-help-me Bob
cried Gusset, energetically.
tDon't you swear p said old Deacon Pea
body; if you do I'll kick you into fits;
won't have no profane or vulgar languag
in my house
20, bless you, bless you, respectable oil
man. Say he must come viz me-tell him
-sobs interrupted her utteranoe.-
Its pesky bad business, said the deacon
ohafng with an unwonted fire. sGusset, yo
are rascal
Take care, Deacon Peabody-take care,
said the unfortunate shopkeeper.
l remarked you was rascal, Gusset.-
You've gone and married two wives, ant
that ere's fiat burglary, eff I know anything
bout the Revised Statoots'
Two wivesv shrieked the French wo
man.
sHalf dozen, for aught I know to th