The Perrysburg journal. [volume] (Perrysburg, Ohio) 1853-1861, 1860-02-23
Another Yankee TricEx.

Tine crlter loves me! / know she loves mel
said Jonathan Doubkins, as he sat upon the
cornfed fence, meditating OH the courses OF his
true love, that it was running Just as Shakes
pear said it did, rather roughly, elf Suke Pea
body has taken a shine to that gawky, long
legged, sammern', sly critter Gusset, Just
cause he's city ieller she oin't the girl took
her for that's sartain. No it's the old folks darn
their ugly pictures old Mrs Peabody alters was
a hgh(alutin critter. full of big notions ; aud
the old mans regular not head. driven about
by his wife, Just as our old One-eyed rooster is
drove about by our canankerous fve-tCed Dol
kin hen But if don't spile his fun my nGme
amt Jonathan I'm gong down to the city
ucxt week by railrold--and when come back,
wake snakes! that's ALL
The above soliloquy may serve to give the
reader some slight idea of the land in the pleas
ant rustic village where the speaker resides.
Mr.. Jonathan D1ubiiins was young farmer
well to in the world, and looking out for wife.
aud had been paying his addresses to Miss Susan
Peabody the only daughter of Deacon Elder
berry Peabody; Of that ilk. with fair prospect
of success, when city acquaintance of the Pea
body's one M, Cornelius GusSet, who kept
retail dry goods shop in Hanover street. Boston,
suddenly made his appearances in the field and
commenced the cutting out game. Ddzzled
with the prospect of becoming gentemans
wife, and pestered by the opportunities of her
aspiring mamma, the village beauty began to
wayer, when her old lover detesmined upon a
last and bold stroke to foil his rival He went
to the city aud returned, of his business he said
nothing, not even to a 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 maChina-
tions.
The next day, Mr.. Gusset was sea ted with the
old folks aud their daughter, in the best room OF
the Peabody mansion, chatering as pleasantly
as may be, when the door opened, and III rushed
very dirty and furious Irish woman.
" Is it there ye are, Mr.. Cornelious Gusset !
Come out of that before fetch yo. ye spalspeeu!
Is it that We promised me afore the pyuste. We
hathen nager Running away from me and the
children-torsaken' yer lawful welded wife, and
runnin' after the Yankee gals, ye conidential'--
"Woman, there must be some mistake here, -
stammered Gusset taken all aback by tlls
charge,
'Divl bit of mistake, ye sarpint! Oh
wirra wirra! was it Tor the likes of ye sacked
little Dinnis McCarthy-who loves the ground
trod on, and all because ye promised 20 mako
a lady OF me-ye dirty thief of the warruld p
Will ye come along to the railroad station,
where left little Patrick, bekase he was too
sick to come any furder, or will We wait till
drag ye?'
"Go--go-along," gasped Gusset. Go and
III follow you"
He thought it best to tempofize.
81 give you ten minutes, said the virego. eff
ye amt there, it's me cousin Mr. Thabby Null
gfuddery, will be afther ye, ye thief"
And away went this unwecome stranger
Mr.. Gusset was then engaged in stammering
out denial ofall knowledge OF the virage, when
the paror door again opened a little black eyed
batched-faced woman, in fashy silk gown aud
q cap with many ribbons parched on tue Top Of
her head, invaded the sanctity of the paror.
& is he here q she cried in u decided French
accent. Then she added with scream. " An.
mon dicu lie VOLTA Zlre he is. Traite mon
ster Vat for you run away from me? Dis
two, tree years | nevs ire see yOu--neyaite and
my heart broke very bad entirely"
''Who are your cried Gusset, his eyes strain
ing out Of his head, and shivering from head TO
foot.
"He ask me who am. o, you var respecta-
BILE old gontilhomme hear vat he ask. Who !
am perfide ah II am your wife p
i" never saw you b9fore--so help me Bob,
cried Gusset energeticaly
" Don't you swear p said old Deacon Peabody;
IS you do III kick you into fits; won't have
no proiane or vulgar language in my house"
40, bless you, bless you, Respectable old man
'Say he must come viz me--tell him." Sobs |
her utterance.
4" It's pesky bad business" said the deacon |
chating. with unwoned fire. Gussot you're
rascal"
/" Take care, Deacon Peabody-take care"
said the unfortunate shop-keeper
"lremarked you was a rascal ,Gusset you've /
gone and married two wives, aud that 'ere's aat
burglary ef know anything bout the Revised !
Statoots."
"Two wiyesr' shrieked the French woman. |
" Half Dozen for aught | know to the con
trary," said the deacon. Now. you clear out
OF my house go away to the station, and clear
into Boston. won't have nothing more to
do with you
But, deacon, hear me-"
II don't want to hear ye, ye sarpint," cried the
deacon, stopping his ears with his hands -
. Marryin' two wives and comm courtin'
third. Go long-clear out"
Even Mrs Peabody, who was inclined to put