The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1869-06-11
MisGeIIane0ns Sel&ttiOns.
THREE WEDDINGS IN A DAY.

a
tlesea, suspending her knitting and
rocking, and sending an indignant gaze
across the street, where a young lady,
dressed in the eloudiest of white mus
Inns, and the bluest of blue ribbons was
helped into a carriage by a young gen.
tlemen. 4 do wonder what's the sense
of woman's getting married making
slave of herself, when she might be
comfortable, without being dictated by
somebody in pantaloonsl There's that
jerks girl, indicating the young lady
before mentioned she had everything
she wanted at home, and her Pa was
worried if she scratched her finger; she
could dress as she liked, go where she
liked, and do what she liked; and here
she must up and marry that ridiculous
snip of a clerk, who earns six hundred
a year! Of all the foolishness! Six
hundred wonder where she'll get her
ribbons and her cologne? It's a me-
lancholy example of blindness and per-
versity, and hope you girls will profit
by it,
But for Miss Polly's last remark the
reader might have supposed she was
alone in her shady parlor that afternoon.
1t would have been mistake; her niece
Jane, tall, demure looking young lady
of twenty-five, sat at the table near by,
tdotting an embroidery pattern. Hel
niece Mollie, a curly-headed damsel Of
seventeen years, sat 10 the open window,
swinging the sprays of blossomy lilac
abstractedly, and watching the couple
who had excited Miss Whitlesea's in
dignation with envious eyes. 1t was a
little, old fashioned parlor, with high
gilded looking glass, few quaint pic
lures, claw-footed chairs, spare curtains,
and great vase of syringa set on the
mantle. Miss Polly, an antiquated
female of forty-fve, looked quite as old
fashioned as the room. as she sat knit
ting vigorously in her starched cap and
black silk apron.
4 hope continued Miss Polly, after
waiting a reasonable time and receiving
no response to her former remark, 4
shall never see either of nay nieces max
ing fool of herself
No, certainly, aunt said Jane, bend
ing down to pick up her reel of cotton.
'Oh, noP echoed Molly from the win
dow.
AS 1 have always said, l wanted to
save you from the universal stumbling
block of the sex. l want you to keep
what health and happiness you have, and
not slave yourself to death for other
people
'Yes' was the subdued response Of
her two listeners.
4 see you understand me. Why,
Molly, there comes Mr.. Wilkins home
to supper, and there's no fire made
Run, child-oh, stop minute-I for
got to say that I am going out to tea
tomorrow night, Mr.. Wilkins and l, to
Mrs. Green's. She's been talking about
having a tea party for two years, and
now it's coming off. It's a regular par
ty. We're to 60 at three, and stay till
nine
Molly whirled about suddenly in tbs
doorway, and there was a peculiar ex
preston in James gray eyes as she rails
ed them to her aunt's face.
Shall you stay SO late' she asked.
d mean to, if Pm well. 1 don't e
merely to get my supper; 1 go for tht
sake of social intercourse. What are you
waiting for, MollyF
Nothing responded that damsel
dancing off with sudden light hearted
ness. Supper in fifteen minutes, aun
tie
1 hate explanations, so l will only say
that Miss Polly was maiden lady witt
amoderate fortune, living in the village
of Belton. Jane and Molly were tive
orphan nieces whom she had educated
and whom she loved as if they were he
own daughters. Like most maider
ladies, Miss Polly disapproved of matri
mony, and she had striveD, with sppar
ent success, to impress her own opinion
on the minds of her two charges. Tn,
Mr.. Wilkins obscurely mentioned abov'
was an elderly gentleman whom Mis-
Whittlesea was boarding for the Sum
mer, driven thereto by scarcity o
pocket money. He was tall, spar
man, widower, with stiff gray hair
and curiously puckered face, whicl
wore perpetual feeble smile. He al
ways had most amazingly stiff shor
collars, and the squeakiest boots in tn
world, and his whole conversation wa
a prolonged meander among words
hopeless search for terms that shoul,
sufficiently praise Miss Polly. Perhap
this was the reason that the latter en-
dured him with such wonderful pat
ence, and reproved Jane and Molly fo
laughing at his personal peculisritiei
If any one had been looking for Mis-
Jane Saunders Immediately after breal
fast the next morning, he would hay
found her in her chamber, hastily scril
bling a letter. Of course we cannC
: make her correspondence public, SO "
will merely watch her while she pu
the letter in her pocket, dons a gra
shawl and bonnet and starts for the vi
9 liage, walking gravely and innocent
ae 80 tbat nOekat vyas an1f,fv q ffi