Indiana American. [volume] (Brookville, Ind.) 1865-1872, 1868-02-07

truth, hsven't had . chance to Jill her.
| may be irresistible, aud | have no doubt
I sm, since you ssy 80; but, sonshow. the
charm don't seem 20 work with our little
fayoriie. Here I have been for the last
two months just ~ captivating % | know
how; and yet there's that girl ready to be
Of to morrow to the country, without %
much as crack in the heart that should
be broken in smiiherreurl But siilI,
with sudden change ~ voice, aud slap
ping him lightly on the shoulder. dear
old boy. | dou't despair VI giving you
your revenge yell
Tom lifted his gloomy s.ss Ia ssllss
inquiry. e..s
Never mind now ssid Paul Warden,
siriy; give me lew weeks longer. Lssy
as am. 1 hpy. never failed yet 10 sny-
thing ever seriously undsriooki aud,
upon my word, I'm more serious sbout
this matter than you might believe! Trsst
to your friend. aud wsi,i'
1hs, VAS Ill Mr. Wsrdsa would isigs
to shy.
Tom. not being able 10 do otherwise.
took him st his wsrd. dragged cat exist
ence, aud waited fol Lis shslishsd re-
yenee.
Miss Summers left town next dsy. and
Tom, poor, mi,rtsble fellow felt - " The
sun had ceased To shine. snd the scheme
Of the universe become . wretchsd failure,
when he caught the Last yimmer cf tho
lustrous black eyes, the last huties ~ the
pretty black curls. But his Damon was
by his side to slap him on the back aud
cheer him up.
Courage. old fello~l' cried Mr. wsrden;
'alls not lost that's 10 danger. Tars ssa
turn about; your turn neIif
But, somehow, Tom didu't care FOR 70.
vengo any mQre. lie loved that vieked,
jilting little Fanny .s much - ever; End
the hcariache only grew worse day srsr
day; but he ceas,d 10 desne ,engesnce.
lilo settled down into kind II gentle
melancholy, losi his appetite. and bis rel.
ish for Tom and Jerrys, aud took 20 wr.
ting deSpoDdvnt poetry tor the weekly
journals. La this state Mr. Warden left
him, aud suddenly disappeared from town.
Tom didn't know where he had gone, aud
his landlady didn't know; aud stranger
he was considerably in arrears, didn't
know either But they were soon en-
lighiened.
Five weeks after his mysterious disap-
pcarance came a letter aud . newsps per,
in his familiar hand. 10 Tom. whilst he
sat at breakfast. lie opened The letter frst
aud read:
'IN Tun Country.
DEAR OLp BoY-I have kept my word
you are avenged glorious.y. Fanny
will never jill you, NOR any one else,
againl
At this passage in the manuscript, Tom
Maxwell laid IL down, the cold perspirA-
ton breaking out on his face. He'd Paul
Warden murdered her, or worse, bad ho
married her? With q desperate clutch
Tom seized the paper, tore il open, looked
at the list Of MARI uges, aud saw his worst
fears realized. There il Was, in printers
ink, the atroeious revelation Vt his bosom
friends perGjy;
Married, on the fifth inst at the resi-
dence Of the brides father, Paul Warden,
Esq, of c., to Miss Fanny Summers,
second daughter Of Mr.. John Summers, Of
this town.
There it was. Tom didn't faint; he
swallowed o scalding cup Of codee Ut .
gulp, aud revived, seized the letter aud
finished il.
You see, old fellow, raradoIicsl s IL
sounds, although 1 was the couqueror. I
was, also, the conquered. Fanny had
fallen in love with me, AS you ioresaw, but
had fallen in love with her also, which
you didn't ioreseeI might Jill her, of
course. but that would be cutting OF my
own nose to spite my friends frce; aud
So and 50 didn't did the next best
thing for you, though, to jilting her-I
married her; aud may mention, in pa
renthesis, am the happiest of mankind;
and ms Artemus Ward remarks, My wife
says so too.
'Adieu, my boy. We'll come 10 town
next week, where Fan aud will be de-
lighted 10 hayo you call With best re-
CARDS from my dear little wife, ] AM, old
fellow, Your devoted FREUD,
PAU WAnDES'
Mr.. and Mrs. Warden dill come 10 town
next week, but Mr. Maxwell didn't call.
La short, he husnt called since, snd
doesn' I intend to. aud has given his friend
Paul the 'cut direct. And that is how
Paul Warden got a wife, aud Tom Max
well his REyESoE.