The Hancock Jeffersonian. [volume] (Findlay, Ohio) 1857-1870, 1869-03-26
AS lost a boarder, and a first-rat

, one"
Miss Halsey snufred, and nodded
, and winked. and sighed, and snuffed
r divided between regret at her ow
loss and maidenly delight over
love story.
The same day Father Chestnut
) after following up stairs and dow
! stairs, and in my lady's chamber
: found my lady at the pen of her pc
pig, with a pail of water and shingl
washing his face.
"Well. mother, [ have got new
for you.' said he, throwing out hi,
words all in heap. "Got letter
from Fred'ric, and he says he is
coming home to spend the week end
within is wife. What do you think Of
thai p
"You don't!' calculated Mother
Chestnut. dropping her shingle just
when the pig had laid his head in
the most convenient position, shut
ting his eyes and putting back his
eais in luxurious satisfaction. A
lnew shingie, too, nicely smoothed
and sharpened.
"Yes, 1 do" affirmed Father
Chestnut, doubtfully. THAT is
what Fred'ric says; his wife. Who
do you suppose he has got for wife,
mother z"
swell, the. Dudgeon girl, most
likely,' returned Mother Chestnut.
with weak attempt at cheerlulness
But whoever she may be, father, she
sill be Freddy's wife, and we must
treat her like a daughter
Then she went in and put some
yeast rising for an election cake that
should be fuller of raisins than OF
flour, and frosted like Mount Wash
ington in Winter
Week end'' came. and Just ct
country tea-time Il covered buggy
drove up to the farmhouse door with
a floating of stOne-brown drapery,
ribbon ends, and the light folds of E
veil, showing at the side.
Mother Chestnut sighed, swallow
ed, smiled, and came to the open
door with wide open arms, ready to
take -Freddy's vile, whoever she
may be,' close to her warm heart.
''Here we are, mother. Here am
| and here is my wife, said Freddy. !
as bridegroom should,
jumping from the carriage, and hold |
ing his hand to his mother.
Then he turned back with a tender
touch to take out his wife. There
was dutter, q soft, rustic and little
spring; and, throwing aside her veil,
there stood Eliza Orange, smiling
and blushing like a whole garden OF
roses.
''You dear creeter,' exclaimed !
Moth:r Chestnut, catching hold OF
her and beginning to cry.
Il was trying TO bring my mind to
that Dudgeon girl, Freddy, and
Eliza's face was such n blessed sur /
PRISE" said she, following him to the
barn, presently.
She spoke with an air of apology,
but with such evident relief that /
Freddy laughed the light-hearted
laugh OF happy man to whom every
thing is one drop more IN a cup of joy.
sit might have been that Dudgeon
girl. mother, only for you,'' lie re-
Piled
"M, Freddy! l didn't say a syl-
able | wouldn't. Inever believed
IN meddIing in such Matters" she
replied, indignantly.
"Oh, mother. You said Bring
Eliza next time; you know you did
And so, just to please you, / have
brought her, returned Frederic
yayly. "And, MOTHER said he,
closer, and speaking lower,
ELIZA and l are very thankful to you
or helping us over FOOLS bridge
We should have never crossed alone.'
The mother smiled upon her son
IS they went back to the house to
he glad-faced bride; while at the
'elf same moment Miss Halsey, in
Aunt Betsey's cheerful kitchen, tried
% console herself for the loss OF her
pest boarder.
81 told you so," chuekled she. 81
Knew it was ballot of verses the
irst minute 1 saw the capitals, and /
Knew what that meant. Love is
'ery inspiring, and they most gener-
lily write po try at such times.'