The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1872-10-18

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she began to lose herself in ponder
ing why, and at length she asked
Timms: -- -
els your friend Mapes ailing %
/ 81 guess not" replied Timms /;
''saw him to-day. He wasn't complain
ing.
ole denies himself much pleas
ure," said Eliza, in not coming
here tonight, for this is the place
where we always see q good time.
Aunt Judy knows how to give an
apple-bee." }"
" You let Mapes alone" answered
Timms; che knows what he's about" :"
What do you mean p asked
Eliza.
Cob, I mean," replied Timms,
that Mapes is the prince of good
fellows, and gets invitations where
the rest of us don't"
"Where is Mapes tonight ?" asked
Eliza, now fully aroused.
"I don't know, for sure" answer
ed Timms. &" He told me to-day
there were special reasons for his
coming here, but that he had an in
vitation to the rich and aristocratic
Squire HuntoOn's. who is celebrat.
ing his daughters birthday, and
that he didn't know which way he
would go ;" and Timms turned away
to talk to the next prettiest girl in
the room.
Petted young women are seldom
logical or patient. When the party
broke up, Eliza accepted Timms' es-
cort to her home, and, before they
arrived there, she had consented to
become, with the least possible de-
lay, Mrs. Timms. The next morn
ing the engagement was announced
and preparations for the wedding
commenced. Timms was exultant
happy Timms !
For few days Timms was not
much seen in public-perhaps for
want of courage to wear his blush
ing honors openly; perhaps for
want of courage to meet other con-
tingencies-who knows? But
man can not make arrangements for
his own wedding a fixed standpoint,
and he was compelled to venture
out. In a quiet and secluded by
way he met Mapes. The meeting
to him was surprise; he smiled
feebly, and extended his hand. But
Mapes, intent on business, strobe
squarely up to Timms and planted
a vigorous blow on one of his eyes,
which caused that gentleman to
measure his length in the dust.
Timms sprang to his feet, and show
ed fight, but another blow on the
other sent him again to grass, where
he continued to lie.
"Get up" said Mapes.
you'll knock me down again"
said Timms.
eyes," returned Mapes ~ will"
"Then, 1 won't get up" said
Timms.
" You're an Internal scoundrol, ,"
said Mapes.
az cant help your saying so, an
swered Timms.
"You sawed the log" said Mapes.
What log?" asked Timms.
mYOu sawed the log" repeated
Mapes, advancing a step.
"Yes-stop," said Timms; "I
sawed the log"
DWELL, you needn't think" said
Mapes, that after your marriage
you're going to tell that story, and
make me laughing-stOck."
"T'll never speak of it," whined
Timms.
Perhaps you won't, said Mapes;
"but I'm going to swear you before
[ get through. There's another
thing you won the woman by your
trickery, and l know it is in you to
abuse her; so Pm going to swear
you to treat her kindly"
"Ill swear" said Timms.
"HoId up your hand" said
Mapes.
Timms held up his hand.
Now, repeat after me 81, Silas
Timms, solemnly swear that I will
never bring to the knowledge of
any human being that I sawed the
log whereby Daniel Mapes fell into
the creek and lost a wife further,
that [ will, she cOnsenting, marry
Eliza Reed, and always treat her
kindly: so held me God"
Timms repeated the oath, Uerba-
tim.
"Now, get up and go home," said
Mapes. I" [ don't think you'll be
married till your eyes get out of
mourning, and by that time I'll be
far enough away. But don't think
I'll lose sight of you; and it you
don't keep your oath, you'll see
me-"
Timms arose from the ground,
shook off the dust, and walked
away; but when he had secured a
safe distance, he shouted back, ex-
ultfngIy.
Mapes, she's an angel"
In twenty years, Daniel Mapes
had learned many things and among
them this: Life is very much as we
make it. In other words, the world
is like a mirror, and looks at us
with the face we present. 1t re-
turns scowl for scOwl, and smile for
smile. It echoes our sobs and our
laughter. To the cold, it is as icy
as the northern seas to the loving,
it is as balmly as the isles of the
tropics. He had learned a still hard
or lesson; which was, to forget the
griefs, the sorrows, the Sights, the
wrongs, and the hates of the past.
The effect of this lesson was to
make it appear that the lines to
him, had fallen in pleasant places.
His rotund form and firm muscle
bespoke a good digestion, while a