Daily Ohio statesman. [volume] (Columbus, Ohio) 1855-1870, 1867-05-18
HOW 7 WAS COURTED,
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And How. I was Won.

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And How was Won.
I am the only daughter of Orlando Pa
gins, of Fizzleton, retail dealer in dry
goods. My father is a very prominent
man in town, and / am the belle of the viii
lage-I think have very good reason for
calling myself handsome; for not less than
@ score of young men of my acquaintance
have assured me that such is the fact L
: have no reason for, doubling the words of
these very estimable young men; for L think
should have been convinced ofmy beauty
'eyen Il they had not whispered it in my
blushing ears.sa 5zirSila'fsf YfiE4S
80 My fathers hobby has been for several
years to make good match for me. Per-
,,haps You know .whatsa good n.asch is. 1t
Eis simply to marry man whom you pos
itiyely hate2a man who is exclusively ugly
and disagreeable; In short fool-just be-
cause he IL wealthy. If he has money, 1t
makes no difference what his character Is, it
is what the world calls good match. My
father Thought just as the world did; and
often have Iheard him say that his Beatrice
should ride In her own carriage some day,
that, was his highest order of happiness.
Perhaps it is sneccessary TO say that my
father ard differed a great deal upon this
point. tsS,, 4 - T. es,Irs-s,l $50
- think I had imbibed what the generality
of people will call rather romantic notions.
ton, at the age Of a imagined that there
was such passion as--Iiove !; L longed for
something mora than poodle-dog to law
,ish my affections upon, know it Is un-
maidenly for me to say this; but ughl7 ]
preferred the poodle to all Of them. Ny
hero not yet arrived. 1 knew he would
come sometime. Perhaps he would come 10
a ragged coat, bat the coat does not make
= the man, you know, though it does make q
great many, things that call themselves
!. men.piiiy M s,as7 it1as, ta'h9sIisoi ..iiit5
Is: Meantime my father brought lover tc
me in the shape of a Mr.. Cattel, from Bos-
ton. He was doing large business there
and was considered very wealthy. aa
~ ssTheress lover worthy of you, Beatrice
father said, after Mr.. Cattel had made his
c first call a.'His wealth cannot be estima.
ySs.I am sure his soul cannot,"I replied
"He is certainly at least twice as old as ]
am !''h1s 'ss3l hFg' 'io31s-.4 -a '7' u OPS"
- tWell!' si1a ,.1a,g5 1a,gg5 -, os e yi4e.}
81 think that is enough yoIqas ~.
I0l My father opened hiseyes with astonisfl-
ment. ~ Inss 95'' - asilF 'a'-' Z, d
you would not marry him If you had an op
ola' .sYes, that is Just what mean.. p /
= BLESS my soul p cried father. Are yol
Perfectly s5
FaJ0CT l0Cktu CTeItsIOuS. =. =
:. sYou read too much poetry, child. Yor
are woman now; I; and it Is high time TO
you to banislf those sentimental ideas from
your silly head. Such an opportunity a
!, this does not come to a woman but once u
"a life time.n s.lalsA 63,~ IL tna
Il hope ncG.'''e e : !; .g;.
g. Father Stamped his feet with rage. ans
looked -unutterable things; took up Lalli
; Rookh, and began to read The Fire Wor
shippers 20 % .,5 - i,,7i ! -. -...,
'Beatrice." said my father, ado yol
want to bring my gray hairs down in sor
row to my grave ?'3. % a ..5,r,
Il"No, bUl as shall have to live with m.
husband through life, should rather hav
manof my own choosing"
.s Yes, yes, child But have lived Ion
ger than you, and / think my iudgmen
better. 1 wish to see you happily married
Il don't want you to marry some contempt
ible scoundrel, without a cent in his pock
ct, and have you wear your life ont as nj
drudge. As the wife of Mr.. Cattel, yo
will lead the life of luxury and ease"
ny, "a life of misery !na- y - -
My father looked grieved, and tony sur
prise left the room. 60
81 Such is the perversity of female huma
nature that / think if that scoundrel, who
without q cent in his pocket, had presente
himself at that moment, / should have &C
cepted him at, once. / believe women ar
like the Irishman's pig. He 6the Irishman
WlSIl6u 10 uEIN0 Jtlc PIX W rbuo
made him think that be wished him to e
an opposite direction. Consequently tn
vipig was bound to go to Dublin; and
Dublin he went. Oh o. i 5s'-si7 = iiai'-u =.
Mr.. Cattel never called again. i thin
father putua flea in his ear, for he saw plain
0rly that II wasn't to be driven into unie
with man whom did not like. .,.7
About this time my father hired ne'
clerk. He was rather good looking. an
all my young lady friends voted him
proper nice young man. / presume ne W.
what father would call a scoundrel, with
out cent in his pocket. To, be sure, b
dressed elegantly; but l haven't the mo:
remote idea but that the fine coat upon h
back was paid for. But what of that 2
Wasn't he agreeable Couldn'the whispt
softnonsense for an entire evening? Hadn
S he all the poetry of the affections by hear
Then he wrote about love and moonshin
lin splendid rhyme, upon the sweetest seen
ed paper; and he gave all these efusiof
to me. / almost thought loved him; an
Il lam sure he loved me, for he told me so.
had it all written out in black and wbi
and in the most elegant verses think
ever rread.-E--
ssFather,tried-to keep cool through all
Ito do so. Once heard him tell, mother tn
if were bound to go to the deuce he didr
know as he could heIpit.
ats only fiirtation," said mother.
.Flirtation indeedi 1 tell you she is b
witched after him. y my father answered.
And then after q long pause, well, it
not so bad as it might be. Mr.. Troseldc
isn't a bad young man. OF course, he b
not get one cent, but If they are bound
marry, l shall do what l can for him. al
possibly he may make something yet
My ardor cooled at once. There wasl
opposition enough to feed the flame a
consequently my love diedaout. That eve
ing Mr.dT dTroseld0rf called. received hi
very cody. He noticed it at once, and e
erted himself to be agreeable; but 1t was
signal failure.aaI Ionever smiled once VIII
he e1remained. When he arose to depart
followed him to the door, and inform
him as gently as possible, that his compa
could be dispensed with. a--aat l.r -.n1
ri,. .What has happened, Beatrice 2"
asked. ..;,v ,fs .f,,- .llios 4az7 51a-,s. l.,.g
Nothing - ,.,,si-s ...gl.l II ..58i.sa a7s
ssYou do not love me-" -.f
.'You are exceedingly good at guessil
Mr. Torseldorf,n wered, smiling
the first time during the evening. ~ .a
.sssssHeartless," he muttered.
s.Oh, no butI should have been had
given my heart to you." e1srsa
Mr.. Troseldorf jammed his hat over
eyes and departed. l never saw him All
Noticed changein my fathers mani
4ff1mcdiateiy after that-1 saw that
hopes had revived. BE treated me in
most affectiOnate manner, and, for so
time all wentrwell. But when everyth
seems to be going well with you, you n
be certain that something is going to h;
Fpen. g. L have always found it SO.
1T was at Mrs. sTremain's soiree tha
,,,ok rAs As,si,,aflah Mr.. EaOOo wa