The Plymouth weekly Democrat. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1860-1869, 1862-02-27
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TIE public generally will be interested
in the information which l shall proceed
to impart, viz: that my patronymic is
Stokes--G. w. Stokes-G George Washing
ton Stokes.
The authors of my existence probably
named me after the fathor OF my country,
because of certain indications which they
were said to discover in my placid coun-
tenance when an infant of an intense re.
gard for truth and pencham. for fire.
crackers. Perhaps they fondly imagined
that. in my journey through this vale of
tears "a as some gentleman feelingIy re-.
marks = would take. for motto, the
story of tho youthful G. Washington and
his hatchet, which is related with such
telling effect in McGuffy's Second Reader,
second edition.
Notwithstanding my euphonous cogno-
men, and the prestige Of high moral ex-
cellence with which it unavoidably clothes
It's wearer, have been unfortunate. Nv
star has been undergoing a painful
eclipse. for some time, and has finally
ceased to twinkle That eminenty use.
ful organ in the human anatomy. the
heart. has in my case. undergone horrid
mutilation.
Some time since, 1 received letter
from my only remaining aunt, requesting
me to come out and stay a month or so. ;
Business being particularly dali at that
time, l concluded to accept the invitation
forthwith and. wishing to give my ven-
cradle relative an agreeable-as | fattered
myself-surprise, l determined on ans.
wering her letter IN person.
After arranging my business affairs for
protraeted absence, and informing the
folks at home '-as dismaly termed
my boarding house, took the cars, one
pleasant afternoon. en- route for my aunt's
Owing, possibly. to my usual i'll luck, the
cars ran off the track. and were otherwise
detained, until it was near midnight when
they arrived a: the little station where |
was TO get off. The distance from this
station to my aunt's residence, was some
thing over a mile, but the moon shone
cheerily, and / soon accomplished it :;
arriving Just in time TO find thai
aunt, cousins, and all had retired. Not
wishing to arouse the inmates, | deter
mined on entering the llo:se at a back
window. which. on former visits. had
noticed was usually unfastened; forgetting,
in my anxiety to avoid making any dis.
turbance, that my aunt usually kept large
mastiff - which she facetiously called
Beauty'--in the room intended enter
ing. Raising the window slowly and
carefully, l succeeded in getting my head i,
one shoulder and foot through the ap.r-
ture. when, with bound, Beauty fasten-
ed on my foot and proceeded to shake it
vigorously. Not daring to scream. en-
deavored. in my most confidential and
persuasive tones, to induce his dogship to
let go his hold but all to no purpose. He
only shook the harder. A happy thought
struck mel would caress that dog -
pat him on the head Brilliant idea He
certainly could not withstand such dem
onstrations of affection. Why had | not
thought Of it before? | reached out my
hand to commence the work Of Cancellation,
when, chug down came the window on
my ribs, breaking. as l pously believed,
every bone in my body. and eliciting yels
r'vallng in sweetness those OF prima don.
ma in the most extatic operatic flights.
Presently l heard quite commotion in
tho main part of the house and before ]
could think what to say or do. one of my
cousins. a young gentleman Of eighteen
winters. appeared in the door, with a can
die in one hand and an old Revolutionary
musket in the other. No sooner had he
recognized me than--but forbear de.
scribing the scene that ensued | shall
not lower my character for veraoity by at
tempting it.
Next morning. at the breakfast table, my
aunt made the following pleasant remark
Miss Ashlsnd, permit me to introduce
you to my nephew. Mr.. Stokes
That young lady did permit it, and
was happy. Miss Genovieve Ashland was
school girl acquaintance Of one of my
cousins. intelligent. we'll informed. and
witty; and what, with fine personnel, and
easy, graceful manners, il is not strange
that my Stokes heart was forced to sue
cumb before my visit ended.
Five weeks | Stavad at r,y .urt,.