The dollar weekly bulletin. [volume] (Maysville, Ky.) 1862-1864, 1862-11-20
CHOOSING A WIFE.
by w. F. GILCHREST.

ough already, without adding wife?'
'Pshaw! nonsense! Just see how vel
Tom and I get along. 1t is real sham.
that young man with plenty of time ant
money should not marry and settle down il
life.'
well. my dear little COZ, whom would
you recommend as a fitting wfe?'
oh, know Of dozen girls who would
jump at your offer replied Emma Somers.
Mention one.'
Veil, let me see-Ina Brighton
Fred smiled; he knew that his cousin
would mention her first, as she had long been
anxious for union of the two friends.
She is entirely too fashionable for my
quiet temperam ent,' he answered.
ANY moro foolish objections,' asked
Emma, disdaEfully.
4 do not know of any other, although 1
doubt not she has many"
Il tell you, Fred Saunders, you are fool!'
exclaim ed the angry Mrs. Somers, chagrine i
at her cousins GOODNESS and sany jrod.
Il differ with you also on that point, cou-
sin En- responded Fred, with impurtable
gravity. 'But anything to please you.
will do myself the honor of calling on her
immediately
Mrs. Somers, and proceeded to the palatial
make her, ard enjoyed an hours conversa-
ton with the brilliant and accomplished
lady.
Have you visited the Claytons latey?'
asked Miss Brighton.
Il called there last week. was Fred's an
swer.
What do you think Of Ella?'
i think she is spassable,' replied the young
gentleman.
4 have heard some people say that she
was decidedly homely. And, mercy, what
an affected piece she is. 1 hardly think the
Prince of Wales himself would suit the
lady's fancy
Il found her very agreeable
You must be an exception to the general
rule, them said Ina, curling her lip disdain-
fully. All my gentlemen friends tell me
she is very haughty.'
Miss Clayton the object of the fair Miss
Brishton's anger, was a rival belle, who had
succeeded in winning some half dozen of
Ina's admirers for which triumph the latter
lady had declared war TO the hilt.'
Are you going to the opera tomorrow
EVENING" asked Ina, after short pause in
the conv erSation.-
L am engaged tomorrow evening, and
can not attend.' was + Q 's reply.
How uufortunate! You are aware that a
new opera, the Masquerade Ball, is to be
produced?'
With such topics as these Ira engaged the
yonng gentleman. displaying every branch
OF her varied brilliancy to enchant her listen
er, for Fred Saunders was considered an eX-
cellent catch by the ladies, and especially
by Miss Brighton. When Fred took his
departure it is Tot presuming too much TO
say that he was enchanted by the brilliant
conversation and dazzling beauty of Ina.
What do you think of the lady? inQuir-
ed his cousin, on his return.
She is charming, indeed was his reply;
so witty. SO Intelligent, so-n fact she is
perfect treasure
Emma So;ncrs saw that the shaft had en-
tered into the susceptible bosom of hand
some cousin, and she resolved to press the
subject home.
Just the woman for the wife Of hand
some fellow like yourself. Take nay advice
and seek more intimate acquaintance
You had best be quick, for Ina has any
quantity of gentleman friends, who fairly
worship her. l hope yet to see her your
wife,
Il sincerely hope not SAID Tenn Somers,
in reply to mis- wfe's wish, for Ina Brighton
is not the woman to make home happy
L am sure she is beautiful and we'll edu
Gated retol ted Emma, and what else could
he wish?'
Il admit she appears beautiful, Z, but let her
lay aside her rouge and powder, and where
is her beauty?' demarded Tom
sFor shame, husbaud!' cried Emma, see
ino that her airy castles were almost crumb
lipg ben cath the well directed sarcasm of her
husband
Take nv advice, Fred, and leave Miss
Brighton to her admirers. You need some-
thing else besides boarding school accom-
p!ishments in wife, continued Tom.
Il will treasure your advice, and report in
the future, replied Fred Saunders in laugh
ing tone.
Yet in spite of his friend Toms advice,
Fred was too greatly infatuated to resist the
attractions of Hiss Brighton. He called
again and again. until he at last became
regular attendant on Inc. At first he look
cd blindly at her faults. seeing only her VIZ
tues: but, as time wore on, he began
grad ually to tire of hearing about Miss Clay
toms faults and foibles. and the never-ceas-
ing sopera.' Spite of all Fred was unable to
withstand the fascinating influence of Ira
Brighton, the charm claspipg him closer
eveIy day. One afternoon, as he was re-
turning from an afternoon call on his adored
one, he was startled by sharp, shriii cry OF
pain. Turning to ascertain the cause, ne
beheld child lying on the pavement who
had fallen in his play. Seeing the blood
coursing down the cheek of the child, Fred
hastily caught him up and inquired where
he resided. But the child. stunned by the
fall, could only call for mamma, and, laying
its head upon Fred's shoulder, 1t moanec
piteously. At that moment young girl
came running out from neat white cottage
on the opposite side of the street.
What has happened?' she said in d some
what anxious though firm tone.
i.Hs has fallen and cut his forehead. DO
you know him"
He is my brother, sir replies, the girl: