Pomeroy weekly telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy, Meigs County, Ohio) 1860-1866, 1861-11-01
From the Springfield (Mass.) Rcput
NOT A STORY.

Mr. Jones was married. He had been
married long time, ever since he ceuld
remember, almost The first Mrs
Jones was pretty school boy love. and
died early. Mr.. Jones was inconsolable
for more than six months, and then, find
ing the burden Of his grief too heavy to
re borne alone, decided to share his re-
gretss with a sympathizing feminine
friend The connection was happy
one for many years, but alas for the
mutability Of earthly pleasures, Mr..
Jones was again widower at the age
vf forty, and being extremely lonely,
and having the. habit of marrying, he
offered his broken life and bereayed af-
tections to Miss Patience Nocross, ma
tare young lady of thirty.
I'VE have said that Mr.. Jones had q
habit of being married, and it had so
grown upon him that, had providence
opened the way, he weuld in all proba-
bility have followed up a series of
bereayments with succession of con-
solations. But in selecting Miss Pa
,ienee he had no regard to compatibility
Of temper. He had never thought any
thing about it. His ether marriages
had been happy accidents, and, so far
.ls he knew sn reflected, that was the
order Of nature. But Miss Patience
lad habit, too, and it was in accor-
dance with ler name, for it was the
habit Of endurance. 1t was falling
that leaned to virtues side. and beyond
it. She lived in the remote and the fu-
ture. The present with her was never
anything but makesbift, mere tenn
rorary expedisnt till better times. Dis
lance not only lent enchantment TO her
objects of pursuit, but was absolutely
the only charm to which she was sensi-
hles. She really liked Mr.. Jones up to
the hour Of bis proposal; she meekly
tolerated him ever after.
They were at. boarding for a time, and
the wife said. sabmissively to all her
friends, ooh yes, it is very comfortable
for the present, until we feel able to
keep house" Mr.. Jones, after the re-
mark had been reiterated for the fftieth
time, asserted that he acas able to keep
house. To prove this, he engaged and
furnished g. tasteful tenement, and
another yearssaw, Mistress Patience the
patient mistress Of her own fresde.
"What $. pleasant situation said
Dame Grun3y, as she called on tour of
inspection.
" @Why, yes" returned Mrs. Jones'
sit is all wezcan expect in house we
hire. Ii We wess to build, we should
plan very differently, of course. And
then you know one ceuld have the heart
to make improvements in shrubbery and
fruit trees. 0, Mrs. Grundy l hope
to live long, enough to have a house. Of
my own
Mr. Jones' was well-to-do and good
natured. Moreover, he was little OBJ
tusc, as We have seen, and lie did not
perceive thataemething to put up with
is with mostof US praetiesl necessity.
So he said very. generously, "Mrs.
Jones, in another year you shall have a
house Of your own.
s II am afraid you cannot afford to
build such. house as | would like"
81 can and / will. You shall modify
the plan ycsrself, OF draw new one, if
you prefer
Mrs: Jones sighed, at will take SO
long in building;;" and from that hour
every rational enjoyment was deferred
until they should get into their new
dwelling. There were the usual delays
and disapnointments, and Mrs. Jones
love Of endurance was fully gratifed;
she was resalsd with>a "lingering sweet
LESS long drawn, ont" At length the
house waay built and furnished, the
grounds laid oat and planted, and the
wheels Of the new establishment fairly
in motion. Moreover, by rare coed
lack, there was. very little'to alter and
undo; most-of the arrangements were
desirable, andthc experiments successes
Hope, my DEAR" said Mr.. Jones, be-
ncvolcntly, that we>are ina condition to
take comfort.
IF We ever get settled, assented
Mrs. Jones, with sigh.
- Well, years rolled on, and they -srere
settled. The flowers bloomed, and the
fruit ripened The turf thickened into
velvet, and the trees grew tall, and cast
a welcome shade. Strangers paused,
and neighbors paid their various trib-
utes ofenyy and admiration. Mr., Jones
smoked his prime cigars in the back pi-
azza, and grew to look portly and con,