The Weekly Perrysburg journal. [volume] (Perrysburg, O. [Ohio]) 1861-1???, 1864-02-03
An anteresting Story.
THE TAILOR OF TROTTlNGHAM.
By PArL CREYTON.
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"Ah! my dear mother, how are you TO-
day ?" interrupted the pcdar in his most
captivating manner. What do | want
Why wait to say good afternoon to you,
of course. | remember, you traded very
literally with me when was along last
Yes, and You paid me back Ly making
love to our Nancy"
"Phcw" whistIcd tho pcdlar. Nancy
is a fine girl. Perhaps y0n9re not aware OF
the fact, but lisa weakness of mine to fancy
fine girls. 1t is . compliment | consider
duo to all good mothers, to be rather attcn-
tive 20. their daughters, that have been well
brought up; and | must say there isn't
all my circuit. But as to making love to
hcr-i don't know what put that into your
head, unless it was the trillmg present
made her when was along this way last.
By the way, | was on t!lc point of Offering
you this comb--which you see is not very
bad looking artcc-and now | suppose
our friend here will say am making love
to you! lla! ha! Come, take tho comb
and tell me what you want to-day" The
pcdllr certainly knew something of human
nature, for his small outlay of compliments
which cost him nothing, and the comb
which cost but little more, had the crafty
ing effect of smoothing the wrinkcd brow
and RULED temper Of the tailor's wife, to a
charm.
| The sight of jobs golden eagles added
not Atiio to her good humor, and in five
minutes she was examining the stock OF
! fancy articles in one trunk, and the calicpes
in the other, with great degree of interest
Mcan~liIe the pcdler, under prctence OF
/ carrying a rattle-boX to the baby, glided
through the kitchen door, which he was
careful TO close after him, and without the
/ least ceremony in tho world caught the
beautiful Nancy in his arms, aud kissed her
eagerly,
Nancy was What the Pediar called her
fine girl-and she was pretty enough, too
for any lovers fancy. She was modest
creature, witllal, for the podlar's tenderness
mado her check burn like fire. They ex
changed a few words. What they were,
cannot say, but it was certainly something
about love" marriage "pa.eAts' con
sent, eternal faithtulness,' and much
other nonsense of the same description.
The pe@ieg g!ided back into the shop
locking very innocent.
"l'vc bocn making love to the baby this
time said he, laughing. g. gave her q
rattlc-box. Now what do you say TO that ?
| - think yGH are rattichrained fellow!
cried the tailor's wife. "Come, you sec
what have picked out of your stock not
/ that want to buy all this stuff H-but ther
If you feel like selling very cheap, | may
think about it,"
The pedlar was disposed TO be reasona
hlc and after considerable hanteT,Hg. ,hC
tailors wife retired With her purchases Il
1 the kitchen,
"Ehat bob-taiied thing have you gor
there ?" asked the podar
This p said Job, holding aD lie travel
er's coat, which lie had Just deprived d
its skirts "fou sec what it is" ,
Hang me if don't rather fancy that =
cxclaiNied the pedler. "Lor', isnl't il rakish'
/ A cross between dress-coat and rounda.
bout Come, I'm always ready for a bar
GAIN. how @ip Fep trade =
This coat for yours -
"fo he sure, ! shall want yoN to smooth
off TINS scam, then | will war il as It is
bate swallow tall. What do you say -