The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1872-12-03
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TT was beautiful evening in the month
IL. of July. Not a cloud was in the sky.
In fact, the sky was jammed so full of stars
that there wasn't any room for clouds. o
yes, it was a glorious night, and everybody
in Fadagaz said so. To be sure it was
rather warm, but one forgot all about that
in listening to the joyous humming of the
light-hearted little mosquitoes. Dear little
darlingsl How fond they are of us, and
how cruelty we repay them for all their
Lowell
Yes, it was beautiful evening, and Miss
Della Magog was enjoying it, as she sat in
the parlor of her fathers house, which,
may as well inform the reader, is situated
on Congress Avenue, in the town above
mentioned. 1t is a brick house, quite
handsome, and fitted up with all the mod
ern improvements and the owner of it, as
you would naturally suppose, is very
wealthy, and his name is jefferson Magog
He is the father of Miss Della Magog, and
he is widower, and still he is not happy.
Della Magog was more than ordinarily
lovely, but still she wasn't really handsome.
You see she dressed elegantly, and the
old adage is that " fine feathers make fine
birds - but as my wife has often said,
when speaking Of Della, "Take her fine
clothes off, and she won't look any better
than any other woman !" and dare say
she wouldn't Most people do look differ
ent with their clothes on.
But Della was rather pretty, think
| She was neither blonde nor a brunette
Her hair, believe was Bismark brown,
and her eyes-well, she had handsome eyes,
but don't think I ever noticed what color
they were and have seen several stars
that were brighter. Her nose, am sorry
to say, curled naturally, SO you see she
didn't have to do it up in papers over night.
But her form was perfect, and everybody
said SO. Even Hugh McGonagle admitted
that.
BY the way, speaking of Hugh McGona-
gle, reminds me of the story that was GO
ing to write about him, and--well, guess
III write it now.
To begin, this Hugh Nc Gonagle was the
son of old McGonagle, who, you may re-
member, kept the McGonagle House in
Fadagaz some fifteen years ago. He was a
very fine man, but he couldn't heep a hotel,
or at least in way to make it profitable.
Consequently, when he died, his son Hugh
was left to the tender mercies Of the cold
world.
Hugh was only ten years of age at the
time, but he knew he should get over that,
if he only waited but while he was wait
ing, he ran off and went to sea as cabin
boy and it didn't take but short time
for him to see all he wanted to of that kind
of life, he left the ship at Liverpool, with.
out stopping to kiss the captain, or even bid
him good by. M,t49
Then he fell in with travelling conjur.
er, a certain Signor de Moyadas whose
fathers name was Smith, and the conjurer
took fancy to Hugh, and Hugh took a
fancy to the conjurer, they resolved to trav-
el together. Hugh was to have his board
and clothes, and the conjurer was to learn
him his art.
How long these two worthless travelled to.
gether have no means of knowing but
do know that at the age of seventeen oul
hero was once more alone, and he was trav.
elling through the United States, giving en-.
tertainments every evening, under the name
of his old MASTER Signor de Moyadas and
he was SO successful pecuniarily, that when
at last he appeared again in Fadagaz (hav.
ing thrown off his conjurer's robes) as Hugh
McGonagle he had several thousand dollars
in his pockets, and consequently was very
well received by his fathers old friends.
About the first thing Mr. McGonagle did
after returning to his native town, was tC
fall desperately in love with Miss Della
Magog and as he was dashing young
gentleman of twenty-five, very handsome,
very agreeable, and very well dressed, why
what could she do but fall in love with himi
1t was at the last ball given by the Fada
gaz Guards where Mr.. McGonagle first me-
Della. He saw her and loved her. Cap
tain Bobbin introduced him to her, and fol
the remainder of the evening he scarcel,
left her side.
The next day Hugh called upon her, ant
she appeared so pleased to see him that h'
called again; and as she stiil seemed pleas
ed, he continued TO call, until the good peo
pie of Fadagaz began to make remarks
J and, one, more officious than the rest, ask
ed Mr.. Jefferson Magog If he was aware o
Mr. MnGnnnsrIo,n n4lor4il..s A, IL. l...l-i.