The Weekly Perrysburg journal. [volume] (Perrysburg, O. [Ohio]) 1861-1???, 1864-02-03

As the pcdcr divcstod himself of his now
purchase, to allow the tailor to turn in the
rough seam, something dropped from tho
breast pocket and dropped from tho breast
pocket and fell upon the floor.
Job hastily picked itup. 1t was apock-
ct-book full ol bank notes and papers.
There's u temptation for an honest man.
said the tailor with u faint smile. " llo I!
hol he added, laying tho pockct-hook III
his desk, il man wasn't troubled with n
conscience. But suppose must keep cv-
cry cent of this for the owner, though really
| think he ought to lose littlo for his care
lcsncss."
Job locked tho desk and placed the key
in his pocket
Thcrcupou hc fell to work upon the pod
ler's purchase with an energy which soon
smoothcd away the rough seam left by the
removal Of the skirts.
Meanwhile the shrcwd pcdlcr kept his
tongue q wagging in amaunor which made
job marvel what he was aiming at, with his
compliments and insnuatng sclf-rraisc.
At length the young man closed his diplo.
matte haranguo with proposal to marry
Nancy.
The tailor dropped the coat and looked up
in astonishmcnt. The pcdler returned ms
stare with coolncss and scll.posscssion
quito remarkable under the circumstances,
"Sir!" stammcrcd Job, in great excite
ment, "you my wife"
lie started towards the door.
For heavens sake don't call your wife,
cried Jerry.
But job Marks had not the courage to
deal with tho peder, in so momentuous an
affair.
Sally! Sally !" he cried, como quick !!
One would have judged from his manner
that the house was ON fire, the pigs in the
garden, or some other great catastrophe
pending. Mrs. Marks rushed to the shop.
What is the matter - she cried.
"Only thiuk-tho pedler--wants to-to
marry our Nancy"
! Good mercics the audaciOus wretch
tho saucy vagabsnd! marry our Nancy
| Put him out the door! Sir, what do you
mean ?'
Tho pedlcr would very gladly havo told
Jobs wife what ho meant, hut he lacked
the strength of lungs to mako himself heard
amid tho storm of her Indignation. So he
bowed his head mcckly, put on his coat
placed the contents of his trunk in order
while the tempest was ringing i'll his ears
Then looking up he saw the beautiful Nancy
behind the kitchen door, weeping bitterly
and this gave him courage.
$50 you refuse mo your daughter, sir p
he said to Job.
TO be sure we do - said Sally, answer.
ing for her husband. I" She can marry a
better man than you, she can! \ child OF
ours shall never degrade tho family by
marrying foot-pcdlor, with nothing bu
his trunks to depepd on for II living. &c
and make your fortiR' aud then therell be
time enough to talk"
The podler smiled bitterly, put on his
hat, adjusted his shoulder-strap, hooked his
trunk thereon, and arose with his property
like king. The idea Of q tailors daughter
degrading herself by marrying a pcdlcr,
struck him as very humorous and had
not Nancy been seen weeping behind the
door, he would certainly have laughed, As
it WAS, he went away in silence, giving
| Nancy hopeful, tender look, Which con,
soled her hali-broken heart. during their
| long separation which followed.
Come, job, now the wretch 10 gone
let us have supper" said sally.
Tho cloth was neatly spread, the biscuit
light, the tea drawn to an cXhilaratng flavor
and the butter fresh and sweet; but the
talors family scarcely did justice to the re-
past. Nancy was fearful her mother cross,
and the tailor thoughtful.
Don't YOU think, murmurcd Job in his
most unaSsuming manner, Jerry would he
a pretty clover sort of fellow, il ho wasn't
apcdler?" ?"
Bitterly did the tailor regret his audacity
which was signal for tho opening of his
wife's artillery against all pedars and tail
ors in general, and moro particularly against
jerry and Job.