Pomeroy weekly telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy, Meigs County, Ohio) 1860-1866, 1860-07-24
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HOW GODFREY HORTON
CHOSE A WIFE.
BY. MARY E. CLARKE.

"Godfrey, old boy" said Henry Clay
ton, as he tilted back his chair, and put
his feet upon the mantlepiece, ''when is
the wedding to be?'
"Whose wedding?',.
"Miss Laura Somers, or Jenny, which
! is ;t?"
II do not know, am sure.''
"Now don't be mysterious, Godfrey;
you know you are most constant vlsi-
tor, and ali tour set are talking about
the match Don't pretend you have not
selected one of the sisters.
"How do you know either Of them
will have me!''
"Don't be absurd, old boy. You,
youhg, handsome, talented, and with a
large fortune need not be over bashful.
Come, be frank, which is the favorite
sister,"
"Well, frankly then, Henry, cannot
tell you | have visited the family for
several months, as you know, but can
not decide. Laura is certainly the
handsomest, with her flashing black eyes
and queenly manner; but Jenny seems,
although the youngest, to be the most
womanly and useful of the two. Yet [
cannot be sure of that. My entrance is
the signal for cordial welcome and smiles,
and let me call at what hour will, they
are always well dressed and apparently
disengaged. To be sure 1 always, in
the morning, have to wait some time be-
fore Laura is visible"
"Pop in unexpectedly and notice the
internal economy"
GLOW can I?'' A card at the door
will put any lady ON her guard, or even
the notice of gentleman visitor
$50 there in disguise. AS washer
woman, for instance" a.a.5e
"Good? 1 will!''
ssGo there as a washer-womanr' cried
Clayton. g
s'Not exactly, but will obtain admit
tance to mornings privacy"
"Well, let me know the result
Laura and Jenny Somers were the
only children of a widower, who, al
tb ough in moderate circumstances,
moved in very fashionable society
At the period of my short sketch, he
was about to supply the lamented Mrs.
Somer's place, after nearly ten years
mourning, and, although kind, indul-
gent parent, had no objection to his
daughters marrying, and, indeed, had
told them so. Laura, whose high spirit
resented the probable supremacy of a
step-mother, had already selected God
frey Horton as her husband; and Jenny,
who was younger, and gentler in spirit,
tried to conquer a carefully concealed
preference for the same person. All his
attentions were ascribed by her to a
brotherly regard, though every act of
kindness or courtesy touched her heart.
It was the morning after large ball,
and the sisters were in the breakfast
room together. Laura, her glossy hair
pushed neglingently off her face, with
rough tumbled braids of last evening S
elaborated coiffure gathered loosely into
a comb-wearing soiled wrapper, torn
stockings, and presenting rather an
alarming contrast to the brilliant ball
room bell, was lounging on sofa. Jen-
my in neat morning dress, with a large
gingham apron, little white collar, and
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ing the breakfast dishes. .........
"There is an old man at the door with
some artificial flowers said the servant,
opening the dining room, "will you see
him?" -... ..-..-..- ........
"No," said Jenny.
eyes," cried Laura, Hsend him up
The servant departed to obey the last
, order. ,...
In few moments the old man came
in. He was poorly clad, with a coarse
blue cloak, which was much too large
for him. His hair was white, and he
wore beard and moustache of the same
, snowy hue Making low bow, he
placed the large basket he carried on a
table and opened it. 49,. E.. t.....t
II have bunch of blue flowers here,
, he said, taking them from the basket
"that will just suit your golden hair
Miss" and he held them before Jenny
at was my sister who wished to look
at your flowers" said Jenny, quietly.