Dodgeville chronicle. [volume] (Dodgeville, Wis.) 1862-current, 1870-05-27
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essentially changed. What qoas the rea.
COP? She wished she knew--that she
did. Do a2o:, ffal 6 g7ad 4.fa
/ a. week passed by andeyoung Simpson
again made ready to go away.oT
"Tut, tutr' said the farmer, go over to
the new ground, man, and take out the
| You may as well work for me ss any one
Ioweek at theSend of that time we VIII see
what we will see" j",ts,d f., ..o,lt %, tasaA ~
=, John went as desired, and worked away
with will, while Priscilla was lefka sec
ond time to wonder Why he SO desired to
lCgo dow1 to the Blue Fork She owned
N her own heartthats she was glad that
he had resolved to stay time longer
where he was. But she wished she knew
aehy he wanted to go away, or if he really
did want to go. She was so pleased, how
ever, upon. the whole, that at; dinner she
showed extraordinary goodspirits, insist
ed on the young man taking two pieces Of
pie, and in various little ways unwitting-
" gave evidence that something had hap
6s59d fse1nad t4af 6o4Ainsd as M 'y8gf0 ZEE
"a good boy John Simpson is to WORK" !"
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afternoon to take short rest upon the
shady side of The portico where sat Mrs
Jones and Priscilla sewing. " But [ sup
termined, it seems, to go down to his
unces. Vel, H. l suppose he will have to
go" 19 ATIIt}t}-f rthI(E} Il {ir]
Q what does e he he want to go go away fol. ?''
asked Priscilla, gathering up the hem of
i,o,. 4, he 1>,,c n a
such an article, and wear it, too, with all
the rest.
".How do know, sis 2 He is bent on
going, that is ALL I 9would like him
TO stay all summer and fall here if he
would" -..
10 ~ think you had better give him more
wages" said the farmers wife. ssHei al
ways wants the best chance he cen get
John does-that trait will make him well
off some day. 1t may be he can make
more by going away, and that may be the
secret of his desire." iii II u / VI
s.4"II think you had better keep him, too,
some way, father" put in Priscilla who
had occasionally a word ofYadvice to give
when she thought the old folks in any
way needed it. "Have him stay, father
There is no reason for his going down to
the Blue Fork, 1t is only a notion he has
got into his head" '''',.' @.a @1a .'.'t y
1t is hardly worth while 4 to say that
John "stayed" Week after week went
by--still be stayed" Priscilla began to
be quite friendly with him, foryshe had al
ways admired his industry and honesty
of heart, t,-points which always are ad-
mired in secret, if not openly, for the rea-
son that the human soul is not capable of
exactly shutting it's eyes upon the true
and beautiful.
Meanwhile Mr.. Pink Vansmoozle, the
singing master. pressed his suit He rode
out with Miss Jones on horseback; whirl-
ed her up and down the road in his buggy
or hired one-and sought, with soft
talk and polite palaver, to win her heart,
which he considered very easy task.
But when fall came on, she had, by con-
stantly comparing the silly commonplaces
of the perfumed fop with the few solid
words of wisdom uttered by Simpson,
became slightly disguised with the former,
despite his mustache and cane. To con-
clude in her own heart that John was
much the best man all around, and would
make the most loving and lovable hus-
band, was short piece of work for her;
still she had no idea of ever being his
wife-qeot the least idea of that. But one
thing she did know-rshe qo0aGdaa't marry
Mr.. Pink Vansmoozle. AS for John, he
needn't think she would have him either
for she wOuldn't-lawsi no. II
"Well,< Priscella," said the farmer,
when are you and the singing master to
be married? He has been coming here a.
long time. Vansmooz,e is really young
gentleman of character. So | am in
formed" II
"Father," said the young lady, looking
up to seeif he was in earnest, CPL never
marry that noddlehead. If he means any
thing more than Irritation with me he is
sadly mistaken If I cannot find better
man than he is for husband, will live
and die an old maid," ID rZsfEH8tan ask
she said several things to me to-day,
when met him in the lane," said the old
man, soberly. "I shall expect you to be
guided by parental authority. Yoa are
old enough to know what is for your own
good. # you do not, Others will know
for YOU. ""3t,t+.1.,.,s,,, " ..r, 49,
E "a g Father" exclaimed the daughter, with
emotion, II would not marry
Pink Vansmoozle if he were the last man
on earth. Don't urge any such absurd
thing, beeauseI could never love him He
is shallow, selfconceited fop. There!-
Why, l would marry John Simpson ten
times before would marry him." l.rs
I s"Eou will not marry John Simpson,"
said the old man authoritatively; "you
will do as say, my girl. John, Simpson
will be sent off tomorrow, If that's your
whim. / did expect you to lisren to rea-
son when it came to choosing husband"
This was the last straw. Ihe poor girl
burst into tears and went to her room,
where she staid the remainder of the day.
She did not appear at the supper table, for
fear her red eyes would be noticed by
John The next morning she felt better,
having been comforted somewhat by her
mother /; still she was firm in her resolu-
ton never to marry "that singing mas.
ter" - V a. @-1 s. ~ -a- IL -
Now it happened that when Mr.. Jones
met Vansmo0zle in the lane, he, the
farmer, considered it a good opportunity
to speak a piece OF his mind, something
he had for some days been thinking about,
so he out with it in as good language as he
could command. The gist of the matter
was that he did not desire thet fine young
gentleman to keep company with his
daughter any longer. He old not con-
slider him, from What he heard, q proper
companion for any virtuous girl. He
hoped he would take the hint in time and
not darken his door again, for if he did,
there would certainly be used stronger
argument than mere words.
. This was coming toaits at pretty close
range. The perfumed young gentle
man twisted his Immaculate. mustache
with one hand. twirled his cane with
the other, flashed his black eyes, and