Bradford reporter. [volume] (Towanda, Pa.) 1844-1884, 1866-11-22
Misfellameous,
7 H E PIN K CALICO.

John" said old Mr.. Morton, taking off
bis gOId-rlmmed spectacles and putting
them methodically in their cases as he
spoke, John, come into my study, l want
70 have a talk with you"
TIE old gentleman said this with such
an air Of Importance that John Morton, al
belt Of phlegmatic temperament, not easi-
y astynished at anything, arose and fol-
owed his father with no little surprise and
lriosity upon his handsome features.
What on earth can the Governor have
j. his mind p he asked himself; "I hope
L. isn't going to fail or give me step
mother but he looks solemn enough for
anything"
Solemn indeed was the old gentleman's
oomtenance as he sat down opposite his
Son, blded his hands on the green cloth of
The table between them and began
'sslu, if am not mistaken, the day af-
st-uorrow is your thirtieth birthday"
50 it is, by Jove," said John, I'd quite
!rgotten it."
Your thirtieth birthday" continued the
Old gentleman, ''and really when man
comes to be thirty, it is my opiUion he
d
WIFE, | married your poor dear mother
When | was FIVE and twenty, and felt none
"0 young. And as my sons have grown
up / am glad to say they have generally
followed my example. Hiram made fine
match whea he married Miss Gower-and
!l0ugh Peters wife was not such an heir
sss, she is good woman and a pretty one
and not eXtravagant--anda as for William
couldn't wish him better partner than
1e girl he married last year. You are the
MY bachelor of the four, and | must con-
less ! am extremely anxious to see you
married before die--and l am an old man,
John, and can't live a great while"
As to that, father, you'll live, | hope, to
oe hundred" said John. But | will
ook about me, and if | see the girl fancy,
Ill pop the question. In fact, Fve been
DONG that these ten years, only the right
person hasn't come along"
see, | see," said the old gentleman
with sly chuckle, "you want good wife
"a good, sensible girl, who knows how to
take care of her husbands home--eh ?"
Well, yes" said John with yawn.
A handsome girl--with bright eyes
and rosy cheeks with dimples in them-and
nice hair and taper waist"
You're quite jadge of beauty, | de-
clare, tather," said John. Well, | should
want pretty wife, that's certain.'
A little wife with little something of
her own, too" said the old gentleman, :" in
iact an heiress. To sum up the whoie-a
sensible, afectionate beauty, with for,
tune: That's your wife, John"
If l can find her, father" said John
Morton But you see all the good things
III the world are seldom given to one wo-
man. The heiresses are often frights. and
the beauties poor, while half the time one
DOESN'T care to hear pretty one speak or
look at a sensible one. And as for pru-
aence and economy, they are handed over
10 grandmothers, and affection is quite old
iaShloned. However, find me such para.
SoA as you describe to-day, and I'll lay my
nand and heart at her feet tomorrow"
Will your"
Why, of course | will, sir"
All, ha you're married man then.
'or found her for you yesterday"
:, John Morton's eyes opened wider than
'aelr lazy wont with a, constituent.
Who is she 2" he asked.
=, She's Miss Spice" said the old pen.
leInan, Baxter Spices daughter. I met
-er there yesterday, and the moment 7 so +
ny eyes on her | said that's the wife for