The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1864-06-07

son--niy son ] only say where them
mules i, and then you may die il you
wan, tol In ymn-- ia vain
1 Reginald had passed on.
cnArrgR li.--TuSERAL TRArrrKos
The mules were never found.
Reginald's heart broken mother
took The body home TO her unfortu-
nate sons widows. Bot before her
arrival she discreetly sent boy TO
bust the news gently to the afflicted
wives, which he did by informing
them, ip hoarse whisper, that their
old msn bad gone in
the wives fell very badly indeed.
He was devoted to me-, sobbed
Emily.
Aud to me, said Maria.
Yes, said Emily, he thought con.
siderably Of you, but not so much rs
he did of me-
j say he did 7
And say he didn'lf
lie did +
lie didnip
Don't look at me, with your squint
eyes
Don't shake your red head at me =
'SstersF said the tlack haired
Henrietta, cease this uuseemly wrang-
ling. !, as Regipald's first wife, shall
stIew flowers on his grave.
No you 'front.', SAID Susan. /, as
his hast wife, shall strcw Horwers 0ii
his grave. It's my business to strew 7
You sbaut; 50 tixre 7 said Henri
eta.
'You bet ] will, said Susan, with a
tsar-suifused cheek.
Well, as for me, said the practical
Be'sey, i amt on the strew, much,
but | shall ride at the head OF the
funeral procession 7
'Not ii I've ever been introduced 10
ms sell, you won't, said the golden
haired Nelly; that's my position.--
You bet your bonnet strings Il is
Children, said Regnald's mother,
'you must do some crying, you know,
on the day OF the funeral and how
many Observation-Disclosures will take
TO go round? Betsey, you and Vel,
y ought to make one do between
you
Ill fear her eyes ont II she perpe-
frates sob on mo handkerchief ! said
Nelly.
Dear daughters-in-law, said Regi-
maids mother, how unseemly Is this
anger. Mules is FIVE hundred dollers
span, and every identucat mule ny
poor boy had has been gobbled up by
the red man. knew when my Reg
inald staggered into the door-yard
that he was on the Die, but il Id on
ly taak 10 ask him about them mules
ere his gentle spirit took fight. il
wou d have been four thousand dol
lars in our pockets, and no mistake
Excuse those real tears, but you've
never felt parents jeelin's
It's an oversight, sobbed Maria.-s-
Don't blame Us
CHAPTER fii.--Dus 70 DUST.
The funeral passed off in very
pleasant manner, nothing occurring 70
mar the harmony Of the occasion.---
BY happy thought Of Reginald's
mother tile wives walked TO The grave
twenty breast which rendered tha.
part Of the ceremony thoroughly i'm.
partial.
That night The twenty wives, with
heavy hearts, sought their twenty re-
speciive couehes. But no Reginald
occupied those twenty respective
couches Reginald souId hevernorc
liugcr all night in blissful repose in
those twenty respective couches--
Regnald's head would nevermore
press the twenty respective pillows OF
those twenty respective couches--
never, neyemorc
In another house, not many leagues
from the House Of Mourning. a grey
haired woman was weeping passiof-
alely He died. she cried. he died,
without signifyih', IN any respect,
where them mules went to
cHArrEa Nv --M4EEIED AsAis.
Two years are supposed 10 elapse
bdwecn tie third ard fourth chap
ters Of this original American 70
nance.
A manly Mormon, one evening, AZ
the sun was preparing 70 set among
a select apartment of gold AMI erin.
son closlls 10 the we.;era horizon
although fof that matter ibe sun has
4 right 10 'ses @hefe Il wants to, and
30. may aid, has ben IA manly
MORN ! sag, tapped gently at The
door of Jhe mansion 81 he late Reg
inald gloyerson,
The door was opened by Mrs. Su.
IAN GIoysrsous
is this The house Of The widow
GloYerson z tie Mormon asked.