Delaware inquirer. (Wilmington, Del.) 1859-18??, 1860-03-17
Another Yankee Trick.

"The critter loves me know she loves mel
said Jonathan Doubkins, as he sat upon the
] corn-feld fence, meditating on the course Of
his true love, that itwas running just as Shake
speare said it did, rather roughly. If Suke
Peabody has taken shine to that gawky, long
sneaked, stammerin, shy critter Busse, jest
cause he's city feller, she amt the girl took
her, that's sartain. No, it's the old folks darn
their ugly pictures old Mrs. Peabody alters a
high-fautin' critter, full of big notions and
the old mans regular softhead, driven about
by his wife, just as our old one-eyed rooster is
drove about by our cantankerous five-toed
Dolkin hen. But if | don't spile his fun my
name aint Jonathan. I'm going down to the
cityby the railroad next week-and when |
come back, wake snakes that's ALL
The above solloquy may serve to give the
reader some slight idea of the land, in the
pleasant rustic village where the speaker re-
sided
Mr.. Jonathan Doubkins was young farmer
well to do in the world, and looking ont for a
wife, and had been paying his addresses to
Miss Susan Peabody, the only daughter ofDea-
con Elderberry Peabody, of that ilk, with a
prospect of success, when city acquaintance
of the Peabody's one Mr. Cornelius.Gusset, who
kept retail dry goods store in Hanover street,
Boston, suddenly made his appearance in the
field and commenced cutting out the game
Dazzled with the prospect of becoming gen
tleman's wife, and pestcred by the importnni-
ties of her aspiring mamma, the village beauty
had hegun to wavcr, when her old lover le-
termined upon a last and bold stroke to foil his
rival. He went 10 the city and returned of
his business he said nothing, not even to the
pumping maiden aunt who kept house for him.
He went not near the Peahodys-hut laborcd
away in his eoln-tield patiently awaiting the
result Of his Vaccinations.
The next day, Mr. Gussct was seated with
the old folks and their daughter in the best
room ofthe Peabody mansion chatteringa as plea
sanity MS may be, when the door opened, and
in rushed a very dirty and fuyous Irish wo-
man.
Is it there you are, Mr.. Cornelius Gusset--
come ont of that; before l fetch ye 20 spal-
plin lis that wahtye promised afore Il Q praste,
ye hathen nagar. Runnin away from me and
the children, forsaken' yer lawful welded wife,
and runnin' after Yankee gals, yc coniidcn-
tal-"
"Woman, there must be some mistake here
stammered Gusset, taken all ahaek by this
charge,
"Devil bit Of mistake, We sarpini. oh
wira wirn was it for the likes of yc sack
ed little Dinnis McCarthy-who loved the
ground trod on, and all because ye promised
to make lady of me, ye dirty thief Of tho war
ruld? Will ye come along to the railroad sta
tion, where left little Patrick, hekase he was
too sick with the small pox to come any inr-
der, or will ye wait till drag ye?,
Go--go-along," gaspe1 Gusset,-
"Go and I'll follow you.p
lie thought it best TO temporjzc.
{" give ye tin minutes said the virago,
"if We amt there, it's me cousin, Mr.. Thabby
Mullgruddery, will be after ye, ye thief?9
And away went the unbidden guest.
Mr.. Gusset was then engaged in stamering
out a denial of all knowledge of the yiiago.
when the parlor door again opened, little