The Ebensburg Alleghanian. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1865-1871, 1869-06-03

that-is-to be takes boarders, in a genteel
sort of way-and I've all but promised
myself to her"
'Ali but There's chance, then, Of
"A very slender one," unwillingly ad-
mitted Mr.. Peterson.
''And if you should make no other ar
rangement, you will let us have the
| house?"
Yes, I suppose So"
"There can be no harm in my bringing
| her to look at the house this afternoon, af-
ter Office hours 2"
''No, [ suppose not"
And withthis ungraciously accorded per-
4 mission, Joseph Franklin was forced to be
! content, while Slr. Peterson went back TO
his room to think about Jennie Cope.
/ II do believe / am in love" thought our
middle-agod hero. I'll take cigar-no
i won't either. Jennie may object to
smoking, and a man that's as good as
married ought to be a little careful about
such things"
He was making little pencil estimate
about the probable cost of refurnishing
the apartments he occupied with velvet
and satin, according to Jennie's not par
ticularly economical ideas, that same after
noon, when Joseph Franklin entered, flush
ed and proud.
"She's down in the parlor, uncle"
''Is she ?" said Mr. Peterson. "Sixty-
nine and three are seVenty-two and twice
that is
you'll come down and see her uncle, !"
persisted Joe, impatiently.
Sin minute. Twelve and sixteen, and
there, then, Joe, how can man add up
his accounts with you stamping round the
room like wild buTllo Yes, yes, FL
go down and see her, and then perhaps /
shall have little peace of my life"
Eo followed his nephew resignedly
down to the parlor, thinking the while oi
far other things, and suffered himself to be
led to the little sofa in the bay window
where slender young lady was sitting
toying rather nervously with parasol.
Uncle" said Joe, proudly, ''this is my
promised wife. Jeaunie, this is uncle Pc
4 tro Peterson. - ~
Jennie Cope y gasped the sstounded
2 bachelor
You'll give me kiss, unc!e, won't
!, you p said Jeannie, putting up her coral
bps in the most bewitching way in the
Nle1i4 Il said it weg mamma, this morn
ing but it was really Joe and me that
wanted the house"
s'It was, eh ?'' said DIr. Peterson, with
curious comminglinc Of sensations.
Yes, and you know you promised tc
get married and board with Us. lie did
indeed, Joe"
The bachelor burst into a hysterical
laugh.
4 was only joking" he said. Mar
ried, indeed. I'm not such fool get
Give me the kiss Jeanne I'll stay here
but Pll not furnish the rooms this year
So the love1dream faded out of Mr.. Pc
tro Peterson's mature life. And the BIZ
was taken off the front door; and Mrs
Joseph Franklin has learned to make an
o1nelette that suits even the fastidious
taste OF her uncle-in-law.
'sAnd it's just as well that Fate saved
me from making fool Of myself" says
Dir. Peterson exultantly.
EDITING. An exchange has the fol
4 lowing, which Will strike all who read it
as being true:
Editing paper is a pleasant business
fit contains too much reading matter
people won't take it.
=
j enough reading matter,
IL II the type is too small people won't
read it. a
boIf we publish telegraph reports. people
say they are all lies. $50
: r. Ii we omit them, they say we are fos
sis 7y-.. ge7.. v...-.a.s
IF we publish original matter, they con
denn US Tor not giving selections
If we publish selections they say we are
lazy fer not writing more, and give them
what they have not read III some other
papers.
business, folks say VIC are too proud tc
mingle with other fellows
Ii we do not, they say we never attend
to business. 2I
If we publish poetry, We effect scntimen 1noal
talisln Ho
If we do not, we have no literary polish
or taste. ait4 ~ .r
/, Ina recent sermon Mr. Beecher pitied
the devil after the following fashion j
am informed that, before the Communication
system was abandoned by the ferry con-
nany. men of property and good standing
J in society would boldly declare that they
i lad comlnutation ticket in their pocket
: When they had none, for the sake OF going
through without paying They did this
; when the ferryage wassone cent! | pity
, r the devil 1t is awful to be chief magis
trate for parcel of men like them!
-besnnot understand how these ,exiguous