The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1865-11-08

A red-taccd woman answered my rap,
but before could make my customary
inquiry, she opened upon me like two
edged butcher knife.
"Well, of all the impudcnt rascals tha;
ever | see, YOU beat tho lot ] want to
know if you had the cheek to come back
here again You'd like To sell me anoth-
er German silver teapot, ard another
brass bosom pin, TO dear bramlnty-
would9t YOU p
"By no means, said /; 81 beg to in
form you"
"Oh, you needn't beg, We don't be-
lieve in beggar,l suppose you thought
I shouldn't know you-but | did !
should know that black bag of yours in
Cali:orny! Clear out my premises, ol
IN lay my broom handle over You. IT
there is anything / hate, its Il prdder-
especially rascal ike you.
ALLOW me 10 enquire said |. if Mr..
Smiths wife was Melinda Bryne, the
daughter Of my tather's-'
The broomsiick was lifted heard it
cut the air like u minnie bullet. and
sprang down the steps into the street at
my best pace.
An angry man ! do not fear; but who
can stand before an angry woman! !
had rather face ,oaring lion.
/ called on two more Mr.. Smiths
still unsuccessful in my search. 1t was
getting near dark, and / was more than
auxious to reach my destination.
My next Mr.. Smith WAS located in
Lenox street. It was twilight when !
rang the hell at the door.
A smiling fellow admitted me, fairly
forcing me into the hall, before I could
utter word.
walk right in sir, they are expecting
YOU. The ladies will he down in mo-
mcnt. Miss Hattie is in the back paror
Walk right in sir
was gently pushed toward the door
of shadowy apartment, and at the en-
trance l was announced.
Mr.. Henry
The gas was not lighted and the apart
ment was in semi darkness. / heard II
soft, quick football on the carpet, and :,
pair of arms fell round my neck, and a
par of the sweetest lips on the iootstool
touched mine and good gra. ious-tor Il
moment the world swan and / felt as
II had been stewei in honey, and dis
TILED into Lubin's best triple extract oi
roses,
Oh, Uenry-my dearest and best .
Why don't you kiss me Henry! cried Il
voice like music, have you ceased 10
care for me! and again the kiss was re-
peated.
Who could resist the temptation |
am naturally IA dilIilent man, but | have
some human nature in me, and / paid
he principal and interest.
'Oh, Henry, / had 50 feared that being
in the army had made you cold-hearted
good heavens = She fell back against
a chair pale as death. The servant had
lit the gas and stood revealed.
4 beg your pardon said /, 'thcre is
evidently some mistake. May inquire
It Mr. Smiths wife was Melinda Bryne.
the eldest daughter Of my fathers great
uncle ?
The red flush came to they oung lady's
cheek-she was aS handsome as "A picture
and she replied with courisy.
She WAS not. You will, hope ex-
cn>c me for the blunder have committed.
We are expecting my brother Henry,
from the amy and your blue clothes de-
ceived me
For which I shall always wear blue,
! replied gailantly Allow me to intro
duce my~et-I am Henry Parkwcll, of
SquaShvile 2 and in making my bs,t
low. I stumbled backwards over an OF
toman, and fell smash into china closet
demolNhlng at least IA dozen plates, and
Us many glass tumblers.
sprang to my ieel-sezcd my bag,
and without Il word dashed out of the
house.
/ knocked over man WHO was pass
ing at the moment. and landed myself
on my head in the gutter The man
picked himself mp, AMI was about 10 make
II display of muscle, when the Glare of
the street lamp revealed to me the we'll
known face OF ny John Smith.
Eureka = cried l. ALLOW me 70 in
quire if your wife was Melinda, the eldest
daughter of my fathers great uncle
Bryner
she was = said he grasping my hand
'and / am delighted to see you !! But
contound it!-you needn't have come at
a fellow so!
But must cut my story short.
He took me home with him; and J
hid good visit, ! saw Melinda to my
hearts content. Nay MORE met and
was properly introduced TO Miss Hattie
Smth-and well Tam having a new
suit of clothes made-and in due season
they will be marred-myself in them 10
the young lady just alluded to.
a PIoUs SoN,-'Oh! mother mother!'
What, son =
GMavn't hova tho h;o, D;hIa ,,,, .. ,..