The Union and journal. [volume] (Biddeford, Me.) 1858-1882, 1862-07-25

BIDDEFoRD, MAINE, FRIDAY MORNING,
that the Professor included it, and that II
soon included the Professor and Fanny.

Florence Keenly was good girl, and loved
the good things of life, especially those o.
the table. She also thought that a husband
would be a good thing (poor simpleton }
but like her elder sisters, was unable to pro
cure the desidcratum for herself.
One day. while dining on tough steak
and potatoes, she exclaimcd:-
'Oh, I wish was married rich, like Mar
tina and Fanny!'
why Florence"
Because shouldn't have to eat tough
becf.steak, then. am sure this was cut of
a tanners cow, ma. They ought to hay,
made shoes Of the entire animal. They
would have been us solid as Roses pound
cake, us wiry as her paste, and have LASTED
like cold ham in the kitchen, which has beer
extaut there, in some shape or other, from
time immemorial.'
III you are so particular about your beef
what say you to Mr.. Gross GcttinsT
Il should like him better than prince
They say he keeps forty grocery stores, anc
buys up all the good things raised in the
country. Algcron never treats inc now ;anC
il Mr.. Getting would only let me pick ant
eat what and as much as wanted, wouldn'
mind waiting behind the counter
III he heard you express such wish hi
would despise you forever. His breeding Il
none Of the best, but he is getting rich
and though illitcrate, he wants fine lady.
Il would be fine as tragedy queen, ii he
wouldn't stint me or expect me to leave the
best things on my plate for the pigs
Mrs. Kecnly said no more on the subject
al the table, but afterward, took Florauct
aside. and observed, in her mcllowest tones
Daughter, il you think you would like
Mr.. Getting, should be happy to effect q
marriage between you, for he is ono OF the
most prosperous bachelors in the State. Blu,
you must assume the elegant airs and grac'
ious dignity of duchess, or what you fan
cy to be such, with him, and must manifest
a proper reluctance to descend to u provision
dealer. But, Of course, will be severe will
you, and Oycrwhelm you with my authority
Never did Mrs. Kcenly smile with more
honeycd swcctness.) What do you say to
that daughtcrT
Il say that shall never love the grocer
half SO well as do you, ma, but Twill kccT
good heart for him, and u splendid appel
itc for his good things.
Florence kissed her mother and bounded
of to play, leaving her parent in soliloquy'
Il will open this negotiation at once my
self. There are few men who can make o
shrewdcr bargain than Gross Getting, but il
don't buy and sell him without his knowl
edge or even suspicion, then am as dull a'
my neighbor, Mrs. Plumb, who married hei
only daughter to an adyenturer with NOR,
wives than Brigham Young. Florence will
of course, overdo her part, but he will moi
perceive that. She is very pretty, and it
can only keep her appetite in the background
am pretty sure Of my game
Mrs. Keenly's anxiety was needless, for thu
man of cunning bargains proved her easiest
prcy-as manageable us an old glove, as soi
as his own butter in the sun; and, whcr
Florence became his beautiful bride, she wal
and continued to be, by far the most in
dulged member Of her family.
Mrs. Kccnly was not ut all anxious to &c
rid Of her remaining daughters, Rose ant
Victoria, for she was 10th to loose their CON
paniOnship, which she felt that she woulC
need the more as she grew older; and had i
not been for the emulation excited in hel
breast by the efforts she saw so many tai
ones making to capture young Arthur llar
Ian, a handsome, wealthy, and very accom-
plished gentleman, she would have been con
tent to let them subside into old maiden
hood; but the temptation was more than 81
thorough matchmaker could resist, anC
Rose was accordingly inspired, and prepared
for the conquest of tho Stragglcton glass o
fashion and mould of form.' Rose was de
lighted with the theme.
why, ma, do you know he is bcautiiu
poet, delicious composer OF music, an'
paints like Raphaelr
lie can well afford to indulge in such ele
CANT idleness.'
Il think he will prefer my sketches to Mis-
Hatche's and il couldn't write better poet
ry than Mary Scanning's, | would hire {
machine to make my rhymes
You are just as great an idiot as the rest
Here is MIR. Harlan, well read in literature
ancient and modern, just returned from Eur
opc, where he has met the greatest authors
painters, musicians, singers, and artists o
the age. and the silly girls Of Stragglctor
expect to fascinatc and subduc him by feeble
and discoriant squallngs, wretchcd scratch
incs and daubs, and still more miserable dog
gercl.'
What would you have me do?'
Not make pictures or poetry for him, bu
pies and puddings; not play the piano, bu
the cook. He shall dine with us. but shall
find you in the kitchen, the perfection o
ncatncss and republican simplicity. Do yor
talk like sensible American girl, and as
sumo no foreign airs and graccs. Be.your