Fremont journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County [Ohio]) 1853-1866, 1865-11-24
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How tenderlgs and sofflyv Sussn om-
fefted Ahfs TEompsb1 Ard lissed her.
and pulled OF her gloves, and patted her
hands, and hugged her wsizt, and assured
her that tifths bank 81 ErgIahd got so full
with dear Mr.. Dobbs' money. that they
actnslly refused 70 tskeiitl any more of it,
still even in that contingency she fSusanl
would love aud cherish her old aunt, who
had been the cause Of all her good, for
tune, and had enabled her to help Door
William, and perhaps saved his life
In the second year of Susan's marriage
she gave birth TO son, much 10 the. de-
light of the whole parish Of St Margaret
Nose, aud %. the special JOY OF Aunt
Thompson and her crony. Mrs. Jones.
now the pew opener. - -
Nine years after the marriage old Auu.
Thompson died, and eleven wears after the
marriage, Mr.. Dobbs died. They were
both buried IN the black. quiet little
chureh-yard of 81. Margaret Moses. No
pleasant trees east wavering shadows upon
their tOmbstoses, but miononetta bloo,aed
sweet close at hand, and sunshine came
and glanced across the sooty bough of the
solitary plane tree, and little melancholy
precious spafrows chirped their embryo
lnusie, and little rosy faces looked at the
graves from between the rusty rails, and
little voices prattled of sdood Mr.. Dobbs."
and ''dooa Mrs" and those words were
better than sham poems and lying flowers
that often fall on grander coffins. e
One afternoon, two years later, Mr..
Iompkins, now rather eorpdlent and
slightly bald, blurted out proposal Of mar
mage to the rich and still pretty widow of
the millionaire of Margaret Lane. -
"NO, Mr.. Tompkins, I" said Susan; 81
value you fer your probity and vour indus-
try, and still more for your fidelity and
attachment to my dear husband; nor am
l indifferent to this last stronger proof of
your regard to myself personally; but
shall never marry again. 1 shall devote
the rest OF my life to directing the educa-
ton of my dear boy. 4 Hereafter, / shall
perhaps find an opportunity of showing
how much | value your services, For the
present, goodbye Forget what you have
Just said to me, and let It be as If it had
never been said 81 -.,i,<....tss
Mr.. Tompkins rose, and was struggling
with the back of his chair in oratorical
agony, when the door burst open, and in
rushed Master Harry Dobbs, who had
been helping the servant to pack his trunk
for Eton. y -.
MA Z he said, show many collarsan /
to take There are only three dozen
here" - r.....
"My dear Harry, Mr.. TompkiDs il talk
ing business. III be with you directly"
One bright afternoon, in the month of
June of the same year, that eminent, law
lord, Lord Csntelupe, whose eldest son
was married the other. day to the second
daughter of the Marquis de Champignon,
reigned up the two bays that drew his ba-
rouche at the door of Mrs. Dobbs, No. l6
St Margaret Lane. The bell was rune.-
Mrs. Dobbs was at home. Lord Csnte-
/ lupe had been an old friend of Mr.. DobbA
and was surprised to find the halI-or
rather dim passage, for it was no more
numbered with boxes, and rolls Of, CARPET.
and cases of pictures. These he stopped
to survey in on alarmed manner, through
gold-frsmed double eye-glass
"Egadp' he said to himself. ~ was on
ly just in time TO snapp the widow. Ny
usual luck. Now for It t 'ssF
In twenty minutes more the accomplish
ed and gifted orator had, with an old wary
man Of the worlds sagacity and bland
ness, laid down the impromptu carpet of
verbal rose-leayes, upon which he had ig
uratively thrown himself, and prostrated
himself, his orstory, his ermine, and his
house in Park row, at the feet of the pref
! ty window. sat
An interval of silence ensued, as when
one goes down IN diving bell. Then
came violent pricking in the legal ears of
the accomplished orator. These remarka-
bic and astounding words struck his noble
tympanum 1iaT as
"My lord, you were such kind friend
to my dear husband, and have been so
kind to me since his death, that it gives
me pain to refuse the honor 50 generously
profered me, but shall never marry sgxin.
| shall devote the rest of my life to the ed
ucation of my boy Harry. 1 should not
l "AoA eAO WIN " AASECollaEy ulO-
tives to any man who took me for his wife.
! / leave this house tomorrow. / have
given half the business to my excellent
foreman, and have taken house at Slough,
to be near my boys school"
"EgsdI - said Lord Cantslupe, as he
got into his carriage, and squeezed togeth-
er lin half petulant, half melancholy
wsy) the two portions of his eye-glass,
mo verdict in the world ever knocked ms
over half as much. Yet, by George, I
don't know, now, that won't have snoth-
er What could she mean about mer-
cenaryw
The noble and learned lord has net yet
won Mrs. Dobbs; Harry is capital fellow,
and the business at No. 1e Margaret Lane
iourishes braveIy under the auspices of
Tompkins.
Ny story has, / know, been sbsurdFy
simple. No intrusive husband toppled
down a well, no bigamy on trigamy, no
poisoned sandwich. It hss only been
plain, unadorned narrative or sslf-denial,
and of heart that bloomsd in the winter
Of its age, ike Glastonbury thorn. 1t has
bresthed only quiet fidelity, and unobtru-
sive affection, and sober romance.
CONFLICT IN MISSISSIPPI.
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