Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1871-08-04

lows ter believe word of it ag'in Lucy
Ellen; she'd lest bewitched 'em out of
their senses with her brown eyes, and her
bushes, and her airs and graces they d
a kissed the ground she walked on, but
she Jest amused herself, and then flung EN-
over, as her mother did sfore her. And
she tods pretty piece, for all her silly no
tions; for, you see, she looked slght
higher than any of the neighbors' sons.
Bless you, doubt If there was match ter
please her in all the country round, she
he'd such mind ter be fine lady, and
not bring the water ter wash her hands (;
she Thought il was downright vulgar ter
work for your living, or ter be seen doing
it; and YOU might know when the Mari
Colds was cleaning, for there wasn't
blind left Open and washing days you
might have pulled at the bell till all was
blue afore you'd raised anybody, and they
hung their clothes in the attic.
But one day she got her comeupance.
You see, every spring the court comes
down here, and a heap of lawyers along
with it-fine-looking gentlemen, with
kid gloves on their hands, and lot OF
notions in their heads, and bags full of pa
pers and things. Wa'al, one morning
there comes young MIR. Barrister along
with them, as handsome as a pictur, and
with manners like silk, and any number of
cases ter look ter. The moment he clap
ped his eyes on Lucy Ellen he was lost
man. Law sakes, the pains he took ter
git introduced to her heered tell as how
he lost several cases that term, aud his
clients was mighty cut up But Lucy
Ellen, she always seemed ter go upon the
principle that the more bother she put
feller ter the better he'd like her for 1t;
and L guess she he'd the rights of It, so
she hung back like sixty, aud jest filrted
with him all across the courtroom, and on
the street with her eyes, till, by-and-by,
he cornered her one day, and got down.
wright acquainted 1t was all along other
being run away with by young Reuben
Fleets pony. Yer see, he was taking
her out Ter drive, and jest got out ter the
post-office for half IL minute, when, whlsk
off went the pony like mad. MIR. Barlls-
ter, he was Jest a-coming out OF the court
house with witness, and he seed his
chance and "went for that heather Chlnee'
of a pony, and stopped him jest as Lucy
Ellen was on the point of losing her senses
and being thrown out of the carriage
Wa'al, of course, after that they couldn't
stand on ceremony no more; ned saved
her life and sprained his own arm, and
nothing to do but he must come up to Pa
Marigold's and be made much of, and
Lucy Ellen bound up his arm i'll cold
baths as tender as sweetheart; and
every day he he'd ter go and report himself
till the arm got all right. And then, alter
they'd got him into training, he went OF
his own will, jest like piece of machln'
cry that he'd once got an impetuous. lie
used ter slip out of court between the call
ing of his cases, and clip over ter MARI
al li1 al I'D i,nxr oh 10
Lucy Ellen in the best parlor, that always
made you sneeze ter go inter it,
or out IN the porch, where she was mostly
sitting, sewing like a lady, in her
muslin gowns and curls and necklaces and
wbatnots that the other young fellows he'd
given her. Oh, tell you, that he was
that much in love with her that the Mari
golds thought it was a sure thing-tEough
he'd never said nothing in particular; and
heerd tell as how Miss Marigold he'd be-
gun TO stone the raisins tor the wedding
cake, and looked at Swiss nuslins and de-
lusion lace over ter Shopville. But there's
many hole in the skinner, and one of
'em was big enough for Lucy Ellen's beau
ter slip through. 1t was enough ter make
your heart big with envy and wish your
self young agin, with blush In your
cheek, and fortune in your eyes, to see
her and Mr. Barrister together a-walking
to meeting, and a-loitering along the way,
and a-hauging over the gate in the twi-
lights, and a.sailing off at sunset on the
river Wa'al, we can't be young but onst.
How he used ter look at her, with his soul
in them great eyes of his'n, and every word
she said was law and gospel to his ears.
Them was heydays for Lucy Ellen, and
they might hev Tapped over ter this time
ii she'd he'd proper respect for the truth,
and not a tried ter deceive and hoOdwink
him as was honest as daylight with her,
and would hev thought all the better of
her for being capable and doing her duty.
But there, it was the way she was brought
up; las the twig is bent the trees inclin-
ed" Ii was second natuT for her ter make
believe, and l don't know as she could
help it, no more'n she could help looking
like an apple blossom. Dear, dear how
every body was attacking about what a
handsome couple they'd be, and what a
match it was for Lucy Ellen, and a-look-
ing forward to the wedding fiXlngs, and
ter dreaming on the weddingca and a
planning it all out for her, as folks do
He used ter briug her books of verses, and
read 'em sitting on the door step at Lucy
Ellen's feet, and she thinking of goodness
knows what, for doubt if she understood
word of 'em, though she made believe
mighty natural and pretty; che knew
how.
One day when he drove her over tel
Shopville he asked what number of glove
she wore.
"The last pair bought" said she, "was
SKIES" And SO they were. They'd got
by mistake, you see, in among the sevens
and she'd he'd to sell 'em ter Hitty Haven
a % Nh. ha
and buys the hsndsOmest pair of siXes the
color Of lilock bushes, and all perfumed
up; and Lucy Ellen she thanks him in hel
pretty, innocent way, and puts 'em out Of
sight; and soon as ever his backs turned
over she skips ter Shopville, by herself
and gifts a pair of seVens; and when hC
comes ter walk ter meeting with her mex
Sunday, says she, smiling up at him swee
as musk,
"I shall never put on my beautiful
gloves, Mr.. Barrister, without thinking o
you
az wish they might last forever, then,
said he. And I'll be bound that Lucy
Ellen's heart gave great thrill of paiI
and delight, jest as mine did when he
father Bat there that's nothing to d,
| with Lucy Ellen, only I'll be bound sh,
thought he was going for ter say some
thing worth hearing But he never die
say anything higher to it. She's got then
lilock skies hid away among her tinery to
this day, dreadful witnesses of her folly
Perhaps she keeps 'em as a kind of re
minder of her sins-as penance, you know
though, goodness knows, she's sutferet
for 'en. Wa'al, sometimes think troubl
is sent for our advantage, ter learn Il
things we wouldn't bev no idee of withou
'em. Now if Lucy Ellen he'd merried MI
Barrister, and things he'd gone on smooth
and she'd "a lived in grandeur all her days
like as not she'd a gone on deceiving an
making believe to the end of the chapter
without ever seeing the harm or quit
knowing what she was ADDING of; but on
day comes along this here dlsappointment
aud sort of stirs the soul up, and sets IL te
wondering what it's all for; and she gOe
ter thinking and rejecting about hel
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