The Lambertville press., 1861-10-23

er half dime at twenty yarGs every
time there was not his mach at broad.
swords or single sticks among his ac-
quaintance, and there were but few of
the gentlemen who net at the farm
could be induced to put on the gloves
with him. Yet Mr.. N. would always
evade the subject of matrimony when
it was introduced, and tell Albert to
wait few weeks, that everything
would be fixed all right in a short
time, until the young man he'd grown
tired of that story.
One evening while they were sitting
at the supper table-it was after the
last days sport Of the season-which
had closed with a wrestling match, in
which he had thrown all who offered
themselves, and closed by tripping
Newell three times-that gentleman
remarked:
Well my young man, I didn't ever
expect such work from you am
proud of you =
And willing to give me your daugh /
ter p asked Albert.
Certainly man. But you mustn't
marry yet? young fellow with your
pleck don't need wife; besides my
daughter is very young
So am | young
I know it, and you musn't think of
marrying yet
p Mr. Newell, excuse me Bill Newell
I came to YOUR farm for one object ;
| consented to remain here and be put
through o course of training that
nearly killed me, for the purpose to
accomplish that object. You know
sir, that | am now Milo in strength
and perfect Nimrod to hunt. can
beat any thing in the country-even
yourself-and now | demand your
daughter Ida
But you must not marrv this fall,
stop with US this Ninter, there will be
plenty of hunting and plenty of game.
Yon may marry in the spring.
Sir. if you insist on my remaining
single and stopping here this win.er,
you will be sorry for it, mark me, TIL
run your dogs and horses to death, (
III have your servants away with me
i'll the chase week in and week out,
and when come home, I'll bring all
the young fellows from the village,
and play a game of ball in he parlors
I'll convert oneaof your upper cham
bers into ring and we'll spar and |
wrestle all day, and when I have bea-
ten every one else, we'll have you up
there, and I'll knock you down till |
you can't get up again-I will turn
the trellis over which the grapeVines |
grows at the rear of the summer house
into q tenpin alley, and I'll make |
cock pit of the summer house, and |
have brace of fighting cocks down |
here from the city in fact I'll raise |
the very devil about the house unless |
you consent to my marriage with Ida. |
Bur, my dear fellow
There are no butts in the matter |
sir; either you must consent or suffer. |
l have fulfilled my part of the agree
ment you must fulfil yours
But Ida don't want to marry
Yes she does, sir. /
How do you know p
She told me 50 herself, this morn |
ing
MFR. Newell stood for moment cpn- |
templating the matter 1t was very |
evident that he had caught Tar
tar; 50 he put as good a face on the
matter as possible, and rang the bell,
saying
: If Ida is willing | shall not pb-
.ect of course Are you willing to
marry this rattlehead p asked the ec-
centric father, as his daughter ca me
into the room.
If you wish it father. You know
I am very obedient.'
Take her, Whipple take her you
are worthy of her. But mind, don't
you ever knock your father down, for
it wouldn't look affectionata.
A few weeks after there was an an
usual stir, even for such lively place
as the Newell farm. There was bri-
dal party, and right hearty WELDON
for all who chose to coma. There
were scores Of ingoers and ont, and all
The village wished them a 10 ng and
happy life.