The Van Buren press., 1866-03-31

| UO-So-aiolS, SaSpeu Uaskett
Go, and I'll follow you"
He thought it best to temporize.
a. give you tin minutes,' said the vi
rago, if We amt there, it's my cousin,
Mr.. Thaddy'Mulgruddy, will be after We,
ye thief And away went the unbidden
guest.
Mr.. Gassct was engaged in stammer-
ing out Il denial of any knowledge OF the
virago, when the parlor door again open
ed, Il black-eyed, hatchet faced woman, in
a ilashy silk gown and cap with many
ribbons perched on the top of her head,
invaded the sanctity of the parlor.
60 Is he here 2" she cried, in a decided
French accent Then she added, with a
scream, {" All mon Dieu, lie vOilo! Zere
he is. Traitor. Vat for you run away
from me? Dis two years. l navair see
you-navair, my heart is broke very bad
entirely.
''Who are you?' cried Gassct, his
eyes strained out of his head, and shiver-
ing from head to foot .......
He ask me who / am? 0, You var
respectable gentlehomme Hear what
he ask. Who am perfide | am your
wife -
Il never saw you, before so help me,
God" cried Gascon, encrgetically.
Don't you swearr' said old Deacon
Peabody, " if you do, I'll kick you into
fits. I.won't have no profane or vulgar
language in my house
80, bless you, respectable old man !;
tell him he must como viz me--tell him" )"
sobs interrupted her utterance.
cit is pesky bad business" said the
deacon, chatting with unwonted fire
"Gasset, you are rascal"
Take care, Deacon Peabody " said
the unfortunate shopkeeper ..
81 remarked you was rascal, Gasset.
You've got and married two wives, and
that there's fiat burglary, if know any
thing abont the Revised Statoots.'
Two wives !" ,shrieked the French
woman
Half dozen, for aught know to
the contrary" said the deacon. "Now,
you clear out Of my house, and 60 to the
station and clear into Boston, won't
have nothing to do with you"
But, deacon, hear me-"
81 don't want to hear you, We sarpent,"
cried the deacon, stopping his ears with
his hands, "marrying two wives, and
coming courtin third. Go long; clear
out"
Even Mrs. Peabody, who was inclined
to put in word for the culprit, was 81
lenced Susan turned from him in hor-
ror; and in despair he fled to the railway
station, hotly pursued by the clamorous
and indignant French woman
That afternoon as Miss Susan Peabo-
dy was walking toward the village, she
was overtaken by Mr. Jonathan Doub-
kins, dressed in his best, and driving his
| fast going horse before his Sunday 90
to meeting chaise. He reined up his
horse, and accosted her:
"Halloo, Sue Get in and take ride.
"Don't keer if do Jonathan repli-
ed the young lady, accepting the profier-
ed seat.
say, YOU said Jonathan grinning,
"that ere city feller's turned out pooty
pup, didn't hep
It's dreadful, ifit is true" replied the
young lady.
You had narrow escape didn't We ~
| pursued the old lover But he want
never of no account, anyhow. What do
the folks think about it?'
They amt said word about it since
he cleared out"
Forgot that night Irode YOU home
from singing school ?" asked Jonathan,
suddenly branching OFF,
No, haint,' replied the young lady,
blushing and smiling atthe same time
Remember them apples gave you p
" Oh, yes
well, they was good, wasn't they p
" First-rate, Jonathan
" Got q hull orchard Of them are kind
Of fruit, Sue" said Jonathan.
Susan was silent.
G'lang," exclaimed Jonathan, put
ting the braid on his black horse. "IlavC
you any idea where you are going
Sue :"
g Pm going to the village"
No, you hain't You are going along
with me-"
Where to 2"
Providence; and you don't come
back, until you're Mrs. Doubkins-nohov