The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1873-06-24

w say aoVu1 1his proposal OF yours. Let
us go to him together" A
" Where is helm the library P'' I asked
rising, and taking her hand in mine.
Perhaps you never noticed in your read
ing that "the stern parent" is always in
the library when wanted by his daughters
lover? Well, he always is in works of fic-
tion. But as this isn't work of fiction,
you wont be surprised to learn that Mr..
Gigzjig didn't hang around the library
great deal, and on this particular evening
he was smoking his pipe on the piazza.
Julia, having adjusted her chignon, we
went out together, and told the old gem
tleman just what troubled me. "Mr.
Gigzjig." said /, "l love yonr daughter,
and your daughter loves me. We have con-
cluded that we would like to get married.
If you are willing. believe Pm gentle
man of good moral character, and my credit
is good at the grocery store. think can
make your daughter happy, if you'll only
give me chance to try. can't offer her
just such home as l would like to at
present. but perhaps we shall be just as
happy in cottage as we could be in a pal
ace. have not much to offer know.
My heart and Lutte, and trihe of between
forty and fifty millions of dollars is all the
store that can conveniently bring at
present, but as the poet says, poor and
content is rich, and rich enough, and am
content or at best, l should be, if / could
but call this darling one-sided creature
mine"
i paused to breathe, and Mr.. Gigzjig re-
moved his pipe from his mouth.
"Tompkins," said he, "I rather like
you, but you've got rival in my affections
and the said rival has only this minute left
my presence. He asked me for my daugh-
ter's hand.''
I" But you didn't"
"No, didn't give him decided an
swer 1 told him # he would get into
some respectable business, then, if he could
show me that he was able to support
wife, why, perhaps I'd let him have Ju-
lla."
"And my rivals name 90
"Is Jagazz, familiarly called Billy. But
as he is only worth twenty millions, while
you are worth forty, why, if Julia thinks
she likes you well enough to marry you,
why, jam me-! if j stand between two low
ing hearts,
80 my father p cried Julia, "canst
thou doubt that lowest him ?" And she
folded me in her brawny arms
, swell, no, not after such proof of
your Affection" answered the old gentle
man. And without any more ado, he arose,
and remarking confidentially, "Bless you,
my children" went into the house, leaving
Julia and to bask in the light of each
others smiles, and to sncker over our
good fortune.
Like the late John Q. Othello, of Venice
Il saw him at the Boston Theatre the
very night that he stabbed himself), am
"one not easily jealous" and yet, must
confess that I've always been somewhat
jealous of William Henry Jagazz. / know
Billy isn't one half so handsome as l am.
He hasn't got my wavy midnight hair, nor
my classical features. AS for eyes-well,
say what you will, glass eye can't COM
pete for beauty with such pair of soul
melting orbs as wear. And then Billy's
eye has an Internal bad habit of rolling
over and leaving nothing visible but the
white, which plays the very deuce with his
"killiDg glances." Any well regulated
mind can easily understand how it must
destroy the effect of the most soul-thrilline
glances to have one's eye flop over | You
have got to pop it out, and then pop it
back again, and by that time your oppor-
tunity is lost. See how it is, don't your
But women are strange creatures They
always marry just the men that you think
they ought not to marry. heard of a
woman who married man with only one
leg, because, as she said, two-legged men
were so common. Now, wasn't it quite as
natural that my Julia should love Billy
Jagazz because he had only one good eye
Women are fond of variety, and must
confess that it is rather monotonous having
SO many two-eyed men around. Don't you
think so, gentle reader?
So you understand now, hope, why
was jealous of William Henry. When l
left Julia, that night, after having gained
the old gentleman's consent to our union,
you would naturally suppose that was
happy, but wasn't. No, thought Of
Bill, and / remembered that Mr.. Gigzjig
had said that he had an affection for him,
and remembered that Julia, although ad-