Iowa voter. [volume] (Knoxville, Iowa) 1867-1874, 1870-12-29

NV. sxh. Mis- Bmwnjohn, people donI
4 1iit with you, they flirt with your fortune.
/ uMen are 30 cunning and so base" said
Miss Brownjohn, bitterly =.
/ NEGLECTED education Of women! ia
have them all learn mathematics and logic.
| You don't even know figure l OF syHo-
! gism: B0rb1ra celarent d1rss Jersoque PR
/ 0,is"
What's that, Mr.. Jobson-somsthing
awful. Please construe 1t.
Il can't and nobody can; it's sense and
nonsense too. But look here: anything
! predicated of whole Glasgow under
stands"
20 yes; class Of girls like we had at
Brighton. u
under which class something else Is con
tanned (I am that something) may be pred
ica,ed of that which is so contained
Therefore. according to Whately, you
have jus, called me cunning and base"
90, Mr.. Jobson, didn't
!, "And your father, and Mr.. Boldero, and
the rest Of mankind, including the last
new wonder in verse, and the Poet Lau-
reate. I'm not joking"
On this. all the ladies cried out shame
| and Miss Brownjohn, who was rather stu
Did when she chose TO be so, suiked.
"Well now" said the Curate, you
don't mean what you say, and you don
sav what you mean; and I'm sure that
Christmas parties are very jolly things, if
rightly taken"
But all the girls voted them bores, and,
as ii happened, not one OF them was gong
To any party whatever Mr.. Boldero has
taken his little wife to an old friend for
many years; old friend very hastily and
improperly died just b,Jors Christmas; he
had nowhere to 20 TO. Mr.. Brownjohn
had for years invited the two partners,
Crabb and Catchitt TO his house, but they
had auarrelled, and both had refused. Miss
Parkyns had saved herself up for Lady
Jollups gathering but Lady Joliup had a
gathering, in the shape Of carbuncle that
could not be worn in brooch, on the back
Of her right ear and was a figure. And
so all the little party were without an asy-
lum for Christmas, and mos. of them felt
very miserable about the fact, although
they all said that it was jolly.
"You shall all come 70 my PARTICIPATES,
invite you all"
90, how nicer cried Miss Parkyns,
with a glIsh Of sentiment--she uas senti
mental. Where is it TO be?'
4
beautifully-all varnish, open timber roof
eighty feet by thirty get in the forms for
rout seats, and the desks that can be put at
any angle for card-tables, and We shall be
as right as trivet"
The words OF the Rev Hubert JobsOn,
B.A., the Perpetual Citrate of this dis
| trict church, which he had created out Of
a bad neighborhood and the Ecclesiastical
Commissioners, were prophetically true.
Everything went right as that domestic i'm
plement spoken of by most people as the
very symbol of rectitude.
To the party there came not only Miss
| Brownjohn-a most beautiful girl she was,
blooming with health and good nature
but BENJAMIN Brownjohn, of Princess gate
ESQ, one of the richest men out Mrs
Benjamin Brownjohn was there, too; for
the worthy couple would have done any.
thing to please their daughter Katie And
| wonderful to relate, there, tOO--surcly by
an accident or trick, of which Septimus
Symcs, &C, was grievously suspected
there was found, scowling each at the
other, Coney Crabb and Garter Catchitt,
both esquircs when out of business, one
residing at Haverstock and the other at
! Tuse hill, which each persisted in calling
the hill as II it belonged solely and exclu-
sively TO him. Catchitt had been to this
wild party with the strict understanding
that Crabb had gone down TO Brighton TO
bachelors jolly making, there TO escape
the eternal Christmas children.
There seems to be more children about
at Christmas than at any other period Of
the year." said Crabb; and did he not sec
enough there?
Septimus Symes, very studious man,
who had written about Roman law, and
was supposed to be editing Justinians In
stitutes for the direct purpose OF showing
that they were based entirely on the law OF
Moses, was one of those men who, when
they cease working at their eternal mental
grind" become transformed, as it were, to
| boys. lie was quite as young, mentally,
as his daughter Maggie Symes land she and
| her two friends, Mr.. and Mrs Boldcro-
| two merry, black eyed, red checked people,
| who looked rather more like brother and
sister than husband and wife, and who I'D
mired all the pretty children and pitied all
| the sickiy ones-were as full of real enjoy
ment as they could be. AS for Mr.. Job
son, he was in his his own right, rs host
and as clergyman, the chief of the party
Everybody expected him to be 80, and be.
ing on his own ground, he did not disap-
point them. Katie Brownjohn looked at
him with a real admiration when she saw
that he made no difference between rich
and poor, and ordered about her august
father and the Objectionable Crabb and
Catchitt as if they had been footmen.
The party began at five. The rich guests
welcomed by Jobson in his high bred
way---for he was Enthusiastically gentle
man--wcre delighted with his pretty new
school room, decorated with NOTICES, holly
with red berries, and bright laurel leaves
There were many religious notices, but
not one that was not appropriate, manly
and beautiful. In the centre of the end
wall, over the centre table and three long
tables stretched down the room, there
shone the words, Peace on earth y at the
sides were, Be Of good cheer" "Try to
be good !" and in acOnspicuous place there
blazed, in red and green letters, Mr.. Job
sons own motto, "DoN'T woRRIT YOUR
SELF" Half the evil among his poor peo-
pie, he said. arose, according to the ladies'
Of the humble families he visited, from
worriting" themselves. And this vigor-
GUS man addressed himself only to one
thing, and threw old troubles off his mind
as duck throws water from her back.