The Tiffin tribune. (Tiffin, Ohio) 1868-1887, 1869-12-03

injured.
81 only went as "a customer,
said Ned "but have got to take
sort of interest, and SO seeing the shOl
shut up"
1 81 see, 1 see; you look quite pale
come IN and sit down. Lori Nv
been young girl myself, and l re
member hearing how Jim was tool
when he first heard l had the meas
les. No, it's nothing of that sort
she went away quite well, as far as
could see, only crying"
''She has gone away then Z"
"Bless you, yes; didn't say SO
A gentleman, not her father, came il
cab at twenty-five minutes past tel
\ yesterday morning, or perhaps i
might be little nearer the half hour
l saw him, because my room look
out on the street, and l was befor'
the glass putting OF my bonnet fo
church. My husband used to go tt
chapel, and, 1 believe, prefers it now
only l wont put up with nothing 81
vulgar. What gentlefolks do yor
see at chapel? l say to him. Why
look at the carriage company as goei
to church, compared to"
'What aged gentleman p inter
rupted Ned.
We'll, middle-aged, or, as he was go
up youthful, perhaps we might sa!
eldery. A fine man. though tall anC
stoutish, with light-brown wig, an(
whiskers dyed to match. Wig anC
! dye | know arc net natural, because
Of the crows feet; no man ever haC
such crows feet as them without ;
bit of gray. Well he got out, anC
went into the house, leaving the cal
waiting, and as | felt sort of interes
in that Miss JohnstOne, poor thing
her father being such a regular baC
un, [ waited too, and gave up my
church for once; not but what | hold
that it brings luck to"
EXACTLY; agree with you AnC
how long did the gentleman stop p
"Till 12 o'clock. keeping the cal
waiting; which would have been much
cheaper to have paid the first of, ant
taken another. And then he came
out followed by Miss JOhnstOne, who
had box, which the cabman took
and put on the roof; and bandbOl
and umbrella, which she took inside
with her. But first she locked the
house-doOr, and took the key out,
and as she turned to get into the cab
l saw that she was crying"
That was all the information Ned
Winston could get at the time. but
when he revisited the spot later in
the day, he found weazened man
with a very sour expression on his
face coming out of No. 10, and asked
him if he knew what had happened.
Eyes" replied the man, "the faith
er's drowned, and the daughters
hooked it and l am done out of my
rent-that's what has happened.
II. JOSS HOUSE VILLA.
You are probably under the i'm
preston that no one has ever yet
adopted the Pavilion at Brighton as
an architectural model, and if that is
the case, | must request you to dis
pei the false idea, for Joss House
Villa, near Southend, was a reproduc-
ton in miniature of that remarkable
edifce. When Mr.. William John
stone was a young man and a nomlal
barrister, it was considered that he
bore some resemblance in face and
figure to the Prince Regent; and,
since nature had nodded him in Eu-
rope, he considered it his duty to act
conformably; SO he dressed himself
hideously, attended prize~fghts and
cock-pits, intrigued, played high, got
frequently intoxicated, stuffed his
head with prodigious quantity of
scented snuff, and initiated his royal
prototype in every other way that his
constitution and purse would allow.
By the time he was 80, however, both
began to give out, 80 he wisely deter
mined to retire into the country with
a rich wife. Dissolute men are very
fond of falling back upon this latter
plan for retrieving their broken for
tunes, but women are not quite so
foolish as satirists made out, and do
not always fall in with these prudent
little arrangements. Mr.. Johnstone,
however, was more fortunate; the
royal resemblance which had been
his bane, now proved his remedy,
and, coupled with an insinuatiOn that
perhaps there might be natural rea-
son for it, proved too much for the
loyal heart of a drysalter's widow,
who was not, as scandal reported,
quite double her second husband s
age, and whose temper was therefore
naturally soured by the .persistency
with which people whom they met on
their wedding tour would mistake
them for mother and son. After his
marriage Mr.. Johnstone happily re-
Trained from assimilating his domes
tic arrangements to those of his royal
prototype, but the ruling passion
broke out when he came to build a
home for himself on a small estate
belonging to his wife near the mouth
of the Thames, and resulted in the
model of the Pavilion alluded to; a
style of architecture which suited
Mrs. Johnstone also well enough, as,
in addition to the associations, more
than half the rooms in the building
could be for nothing but storing up
of jams and pickles, the concoction
of which articles was the delight OF
her life.
She managed to preserve herself
whether with sugar or vinegar, de-
cline to state-for fifteen years after
marriage, and then she turned to
mould, leaving her husband in a 20,
sition to set up grocery, had he been
so minded. He was not; neither did
he relapse into the sowing of wild
oats, perhaps because his morals had
improved, but also because it was
doubtful whether the soil would stand
second crop. He visited London
only occasionally, and then his flag
was pulled down. Hosting and low
ering that flag was his morning and
evening amusement. On royal birth
days and coronation days he fred
twenty-one small cannon, going from
one to another with red-hot poker,
which was quite sight. Otherwise
he vegetated, and differed from turn
ip principally in being occasionally
bored, and entertaining vague wishes
that some eligible woman would look
him up and marry him. But the years
passed away +; George the Fourth be-
came the prey of worms and satirists
generation sprang up which knew
little of that model gentleman, and
had the bad taste to dislike that lit
tie. Mr.. JohnstoDe could not now
bavo 1ona ahout with ten vards nj