The Cass County Republican. [volume] (Dowagiac, Mich.) 18??-1880, 1862-05-01

Isb"Y on'll let me marrywhom please?'
Yes, and you shall be married il
less than a week"
"What a peremptory old father I'v,
got" thought Emma. "Now, / mus
devise means to make myself disagree
able. ] mustsee Henry this very even
ling" 1ei .Hei4eL q .75al'd e
The meeting was held, and plan o
operations decided upon, what'this was
will appear i'll the sequel. foId
Hamilton Jones made bis appearance
at the residence of Capt. Goddard, or
the day which had been fixed 10 =
He was timid man, with features
just passable.; but wearing a timid ir
resolute expression. He certainly had
none of that superabundant irritability
which, in. the case of Capt. Goddard
found vent in ways not othordox. !,
81 wont. say anything to him a,
first" thought Capt. Goddard "I'l
let him see Emma, and see what i'm.
1pression is made upon him." y
They. met first at the dinner-table.
/ Young Jones was evidently quite
struck with the beauty of the. young
lady, as her father did not fail to OBJ.
serve with satisfaction. T. Emma OBJ.
served the same thing, bat not with the
same degree of pleasure. Il If.r33
"He isn't in the least agreeable u
she thought. He's as homely as-as
he can be-, and looks as if he had not
the courage to say that his soul is his
own. Pm very much afraid he'll fall
into fathers snare, and offer himself to
me. / must try to impress him with
the idea that / am virago. That will
be sure to frightsn one of his tempera.
ment." ..rfJ o3r1
Meanwhile Captain Goddard had
summoned young Jones to private
conference.
"How do you like my daughter ?''
he then asked.
"She is charming" said the young
man, warmly.
"Eh Glad to hear you say so. But
perhaps you only say so to crafty me. .
"No, sir; not at all. How can /
help saying so of one so beautiful ?"
Well, Pm glad to hear it, as said.
Shall | tell you why sent for you ?"
elf you please"
You see your father was an old
friend of mine-an old schoomate, in
fact-and I've been thinking that las
it is about time for Emma to be mar
ried) there's no one l would sooner
trust her to than the son of my old
friend"
Indeed, sir, feel highly hattered
by this mark of preference"
"Oh, no thanks. AS / vas going TO
say, you can tell, at the end of fort
night, whether you like her well enough
to propose.
But, sir, she may not be favorably
impressed"
oh, I'll take care that she interpos-
es no obstacles. There, that's enough.
You can 90. Remember that l give
you a fortnight to study her character
in"
Young Jones left the room, feeling
that he had a most delicate commission
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with Emma's beauty and graceful bear
ing at the table, and rather exalted at
the thought of how much envy he
would excite among the young men, if
he should bring home so charming a
bride. Then, too, his vanity was ex-
cited by the captains communication,
and the thought that it only depended
on his own will to win and wear this
beautiful rose.
Absorbed in this agreeable train of
reflection, he walked out into the gar
den. 'as ~ a.
"A AS he walked slowly along, he
heard the sound of voice, evidently
excited.
Looking through the hedge, what
was his surprise to recognize in the
speaker the beautiful Emma, of whom
he had just been dreaming.
She was scolding violently little
girl of perhaps twelve.
"You little wretch - screamed
Emma, "didn't / tell you never to touch
this rosebush Didn't you know it
was mine, and I was. saving up the
roses for particular purpose?"
/ al forgot said the girl, putting
her apron to her eyes. "eL III
"Don't tell me-" said Emma, sharply.
"Come here, you jade. There, take
that land that land that % admin
istering at each word blow.
ooh! oh! oh!'' screamed the little
girl. w
"Don't scream so they'll hear you
at the house. And don't you take an
other rose from the bush, or I'll beat
you to jelly"
"Good heaven % thought Hamilton,
who had been concealed witness of
the scene who would imagine that one
outwardly so beautiful could have such
temper. She looked like fury, l
declare"
Emma, meanwhile, had gone into the
house.
The little girl sat down on the grass
and covered her eyes with her apron.
"Ob, what temper Miss Emma
has!' she soliloquized. "Thats the
third licking she's given me this week. +"
"The third in one week p repeated
Hamilton, in dismay :"who could have
imagined it ?"
He pursued his walk, with his ideas
of Emily somewhat changed-for the
worse.
He could heartily identify her-when