The Donaldsonville chief. [volume] (Donaldsonville, La.) 1871-current, 1872-11-16
How 1 Came to Got Married.
AN OLE, PIONEERS STORY.

wolves III G4na0a WOODS. ,recallR {
similar experience l once had il
Ohio" said the old pioneer, as h
shook with suppressed emotion, bu1
whether Of . sod or pleasant nature
could not be ascertained in the din
1 light Of the fireplace. -.
"Let us hear your yarn," we sug.
gested, with q repertorial eye to IN
item for consideration in a dull sea.
son. '''# 't'$''*
80, it aia't any yarn, assure you, ,
said the old man, as he chuckled and
grinned, until . glacial movement Of
tobacco juice started from each corner
of his mouth and pushed its way down
the wrinkles that led to his stubble-
covered chin below. "Shut the door
there-so that mother can't hear
what's going on, and I will tell you
how came to get married"
We complied with his request, and
after storing away a fresh supply OF
the weed "tbat cheers but don't ine-
briate," he drew his chair close to us
and commenced:
1T was in the year 1850 that
came to Cleveland, and became em-
plOyed in a hardware store on Stlpe-
rior street. had spent all my pre-
viOus life on d farm, and became tired
OF tramping around over the pastures,
foddering sheep and cattle in the win
ter, aud working still harder in the
summer. won't say anything about
the difficulties l experienced in get
ting employment upon my arrival in
the city, nor how tried every place
in the town before l could find a
boarding place that suited me, until /
became acquainted with widow
lady who kept few boarfers on what
is now known as Euclid avenue.
my landlady was accomplished.
and had evidently seen better days,
but the death Of her husband had left
her i'll reduced circumstances. She
had two daughters, both lively, intel
ligent, and possessed Of graces that
only come from association with the
better class of society. They were of
extremely gay disposition, and had
not been at the house month before
| was hopelessly in love with Fanny,
the eldcsts and | thought at times her
manner toward me was tender and
encouraging. She carefully avoided
giving me an opportunity to be alone
with her long enough to declare my
passion.
''The winter had nearly passed
without finding me any further ad-
vanced in nay suit, until one night in
February. after q heavy fall of snow,
| asked Fanny to take a sleigh ride
with me, to which she consented, and
after tea procured as high stepping
pair Of horses as could be found in
the city, drove mp to the house of my
affinity, and in a few minutes We were
whirling away out on the Cleveland
and Medina turnpike. l had taken
that road because it led towards my
old home. and also owing to its being
less travelled at night than any other
tholougf,fares leading from the city,
and we were not likely to he inter
rupted in our ride or conversation.
The night was just cool enough to
make it necessary to place my arm
around my companion, the horses
were fi'isky, and the moon shone with
that peculiar light which is preferred
by lovers to all others, unless it be
that Of parlor lamp turned down so
low that as an illuminator it il nearly
useless. .-4 ..+-4-
Through Brooklyn township we
out into the country, where
the lights from the farm. houses be-
came more scattered aud the baying
Of IL Watchdog was the only sound |
heard. Fanny, who had previously
sung, laughed and chatted merrily on
our ride, now became quiet. AS we
came to rise in the road that dis |
closed level strip two or three miles
in length before us, l said to myself,
Before we have travelled the road
now in view, will settle my fate: and
go home Il happier or more miserable
man, .~a'1 50 -t
Hardly had l come to this conclu-
sion before heard Il peculiar rushing
sound behind us, and looking around |
could see flock of sheep coming at
full speed toward lis, and behind them
were two or three dogs, which ac-
for the fright of the sheep,
which would doubtless run for miles !
before stopping, aud cause their owner
much trouble in hunting them up.
But u bright thought came to me.
Fanny was a city girl, and had never
seen a sheep save in the shape Of
outlets or roast at her mothers table.
would indulge in a strategy Of the
kind which is considered fair in love
or war. Lowering my voice to the
note of the stage .Jibhennainosay,
where he speaks Of the death Of his
parents, wife and friends, said, Fam
ny, my girl. are yon br:lve-can you
bear terrible news? p why, Henry,
what is the matter7 What makes
you look SO pale?' Assuming a more
tragic voice, l replied, BE firm,
dearest; rely on me; we are followed
by wolves. Look behind yeu, and
YOU can see the monsters, who are
already thirsting for our blood
"She gave hurried glance back
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