Worcester daily spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1850-1888, 1861-08-12

I'll treat you as one. l like you. Come and
see my mother this evening"
Kamm kissed the neat little hand, and feel
ing that the thing had gone as far as it ought
to just then, quietly knelt down and took her
measure for the fairy boots
Ill
That evening Mr.. Kamm presented himself
at the residence of Mrs. Sculpin, Grace's
mother. Mrs. Scupn was an obese old lady,
whose great solace in life consisted in remini
SCIENCES Of deceased husband, who, she said
was lieutenant in the English navy, and had
been eaten by the savages on the coast OF
Madagascar There were envlOus persons
who maintained that the deceased Sculpin
had been licensed victuaer in Liverpool,
and has never seen more of the than the
Mersey presented in the form Of mud, but how
ever that may be, Mrs. Sculpin cherished her
naval "reminiscences, and accorded to the gal
liant lieutenant virtues, talents, and station
in society OF the most exalted character.
Grace was at the theatre vixen Kamm ar
rived at the old lady's house. in Sullivan street
so that the lieutenant's widow and the boot.
maker had the field to themselves. Mrs.
Sculpin produced some ale and cigars, and
the matrimonial trenches were opened.
Mrs. Sculpn as lofty in proportion as
Kamm was humble. She, after manner.
trod the deck of seventy-twO gun frigate, and
talked as if through speaking trumpet She
shook her fat old shoulders as if she felt epau-
letles growing there, and treated Kamm more
like prisoner of war than suitor, courteous
but not familiar.
"You see, Mr.. Kamm," she said on the sub
ject of the marriage, eve can't always forget
the past. I'm sure I'm not in the least proud
whatsomever, although we have had rank in
our family, Mr. Kamm, and many'S the day
I've seen my poor, dear husband in his white
trowsers and good epaulettes, walking arm in
arm with admirals, as familiar with them as if
he was a crowned king"
Kamm bent his head, as if overcome with
the magniticence of this "Reminiscences, and the
condescension that deigned to recall it in his
presence.
"Owng to circumstances, Mr.. Kamm we
have been obleeged to do things that was be-
meath us. We was obeeged 10 dance, sir, 10
dance on the boords of a public theayter, the
which stage | never sees but Pm torcbly re.
minded of the deck of the beautiful ship which
my husband comm anded, with all the seams
running side by side, and the sailors atOuching
their hats to him as respectful as men ever
was"
"I'm sure it must have been fine sight"
said the poor bootmaker family, while Mrs.
Sculpin squared her old head as if she felt a
cooked hat adOrning her rusty brown wig. It
will be noticed that Mrs. Sculpin always spoke
editorially 4; and in the point of choreographic
display it was her daughter and not herself she
meant, for indeed the old lady's dancing days
were long over, and her steps shook the little
house in Sullivan street as she went up and
down stairs.
Car be it from me to discourage honest in
dustry, Mr.. Kamm L hope | knows my duty
TO my country's flag too well TO do that but
still you must allow that IL point of rank you
are no match for us. Grace likes you very
much, Mr. Kamm, and think you young
man of erccilent character, but you see
airs. Sculpin, madam" here broke in
Kanm, with his fine, honest face all aglow
with emotion, 81 love Grace, and, you know
she loves me. I'm but poor boot maker, but
it doesn't follow that l myself am made of
leather | am tolerably comfortable. have
a good custom, and have nice sum in the
savings bank l can make your daughter
happy and when are married I'll take
handsome store i'll Broadway, and become a
fashionable boot maker, and rise in the world.
Now, na'am, may | marry your daughter, yes
or no 2"