The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1874-05-12
For the Bloomfield Times.
MARRYING THE WIDOW.

ut WAS Just six months and four days
4. after the decease of Mr.. Titus Bubble,
when his bachelor friend, Mr.. Ichabod
Thistle, found himself in the parlor of his
widow. 1t was evening, and the mellow
light of the single gas burner reflected its
rays through the prismatic glass pendants
from the chandelier to the opposite wall, in
rainbow colors of exceeding beauty. This
appearance induced Mrs. Bubble to take a
seat near Mr.. Thistle, that together they
might more minutely scan the beauty Of
the reflection. Whether the near position
gave the bachelor renewed courage or not,
we never knew but the lounge was downy,
and his position was altogether an enviable
one, especially contrasted with his straw
mating floor at home, and the old leather
cushioned chair, which was his daily seat.
Mr.. Thistle began thus: "And so, Mrs.
Bubble, you think of retaining this house
and its comforts, just as your husband left
it? Titus was noble-souled fellow, very
shrewd withal, and must have left you
handsome fortune" ...
Mrs. Bubble raised a deep boIdered
handkerchiefto her eyes, and replied "He
did SO but then, Mr.. Thistle, l never
knew what real trouble was until my hus-
band died. never shall forgive the un-
dertaker for his carelessness. That plate
on his coffin was buried with him, and then
TO think of those mismatched horses in the
procession. 1 am told, Mr.. Thistle, that
the distant connexions rode in a carriage
where o white horse and red one was
paired. Poor Titus Why, it seems as if
the sight would have made him rise you
know, Mr.. Thistle, my husband had great
fancy for finely matched animals"
MIR. Thistle wondered what he would
think of their being yoked. He only bow
ed, therefore, to this remark, and added
Unprotected women must have peculiar
sufferings arising from their loneliness"
"But, Mr.. Thistle, you well know my
husband was not domestic character
Poor dear soul how much comfort he used
to take in that Club House. His admis-
sion fee was five hundred dollars and this
sum he always paid annually, because in
sisted that cigar smoke was ruinous to our
damasks and then he was SO fond Of
games and nobody could beat him at bill
| liards or chess but the worst of it was, he
would keep late hours, and that wore upon
his constitution, and used to feprove him
and beseech him, out of pure regard to his
own health but Gods will be done, his
time had come p and here the widow
again wept profusely. "Still," she added,
81 did my duty as far as knew. bought
the best suit Of bombazine and the richest
Grape could find ; have ever since worn
the first widows veil, and conducted just
as if he were looking out of his grave upon
me. No gentlemen, Mr. Thistle, by inVita-
ton have crossed my threshold for all
men are alike to me n0D Mr.. Thistle and
when people joke me about them, / think
to myself, could ever act such a dutiful
part to another? for, after all, Mr.. Thistle,
husband has great many wants, as we'll
as a wife. To keep ones temper when one
is sighted to have the question rudely
put to you, why didn't you mend this coat,
and sew on that button, and oversee the
nursing maid, and look into dark, dirty
closets?' to be told that you arc not so
much of an invalid as you fancy yourself
to take no interest in finely executed
piece of embroidery, and object TO ones
riding, on the ostensible ground that walk
ing is more conducive to health, 20, Mr..
Thistle, when l think over all these
things, all men are alike, and my dear hus-
band was only like the race in general.
only regret now ever gave him such eau
die lectures; but Heaven knows only did
it for his goOdp
"And nothing would induce you tC
change your mind, suppOse9" inquired
Mr.. Thistle.
"I said all men were alike" replied the
widow Perhaps ought to qualify sucl
language, Titus, you know, sir, had {
violent temper, and was fond of some things
Of which any woman ought TO complain
"But would Mrs. Bubble object TO form
ing another connexion, with a sedate
home-loying, pleasing, agreeable compan
ion, whose whole life should be devoted II
her service%'
Mrs. Bubble paused. tr
''i5ut. sir, have often insisted upon
to my friends that ! should never quit m
I widowbood; that all my time should b
: spent with little Titus, that should b
perfect laughipg-stock were to chang
!. 1t. Butt said she, emphatically, 18th