The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1874-09-04

ed the gratliled Miss Billings.
A sudden light fsshed 1pon Til
mind of Captain Seth. Why had b
never before thought Of this2
"Miss Hester" he said you don
mean to say that you'll forgive Pick
le for worrying your Pink9
"Why, he is a Worriting dog" th'
lady replied obviously.
"Pl send him aWayr' said thi
Captain magnanimously.
La what an idea, Captaini Oh
o!let the critters alone. I dare
say they'll yet be friends afLel
awhile. It's all our duties to be
friends, to one another, you know.
" 10 be surel' acquiesced the
Captain, heartily. Wherefore it
foliers that you aud / ought to be
friends, as we'll as Pickle and Pink.
"Pm sure I've no wish to be 9th
erwise with anybody" said Miss
Hester, looking down at her knit
ting.
@Then. said the Captain slowly,
and somewhat difldently, "mebbe
you would not object to"
"To what Captain p
| "To enterlnto a kinder partner
ship, you see-you and me togeth-
er-to be help to one another.
"Pm willin' to do what help I can
for you and my other fellow cree
ters, l hope and believe responded
Miss Billings, pionsly. 'sIt's my du-
ty, when 1 see a forlorn body in need
of help, to do what I can to make
'em comfortable.
After this very few words we're
necessary, and an hour sabsequeuk,
Captain Seth Tiller was seen with a
beaming countenance entering the
gate of Parson Dempster's yard
And on the following day the twain
that is Captain Seth Tiller and
Miss Hester Bittings we're made
one.
Thatevening, as he sat at a luxur-
ious supper with his wife, to the
great admiration of the small hand
maiden, and the apparent beWilder-
ment of Pickle and Pink, the fol
lowing note was left for him;
captain TiIler, I've been c0nsid-
erin Of what you said, and as sec
ond thoughts wisest, hev come to
the conclusion that it will be a COM
fort to hev hand to help me down
into the valley o. the shadder.
Yours truly
WIDDER TYSON.
"Durn the valley O. the shadderla
exclaimed Captain Tiller, throwing
aside the note and betaking himself
anew to his oysters.
The tempting bivalves were
scarcely disposed Of, when hard
knock at the door heralded a hard
voice which inquired:
"Capt'n Tiller to hump"
'Yes'm,a responded the small
handmaiden, promptly.
s'Then give him this,s said the
hard voice; and a bit of paper, fold
ed triangularly, was thrust into the
girls hand, while hasty steps were
heard retreating.
The paper contained these mys-
terious words in pencil:
"If Captain Tiller viii step round
at Miss C. Hobson's-and hopes he
will excuse Blinker, which she knows
and believes his attentions was not
to be rude to her, and q mistake on
C. H.'s psrt-I will be pleased to see
him.
CHARITY HoBsoN
'sDurnded if I CO." muttered the
Captain, lighting his pipe.
"Why, what's it all about? " in
quired his bride glancing somewhat
suspiciously at the two notes.
So the Captain told her.
"Humph! said Mrs. Seth Tiller;
and set to thinking rather moodly.
"You see" suggested her
spouse, deprecatingly, Il hadn't
an idea then that YOU would bev
me-"
Mrs. Tiller was a sensible womsn,
and she accepted the explanation
without more ado.
"Please, sir" said the small maid
with very big eyes, -here's boy
come and brought another letter.
'Let's see it, said Mrs. Seth, ex-
ercising her matrimonial privilege.
And she read aloud the following,
written on pink tinted paper, and
sealed in an embossed envelope.
sDEAR CAPTAIN TnLER:-Been
expecting you round to-day. Hope
no offense; as yon know when Wo-
mans took by surprise she's obliged
to say what she don't always msaD.
I'm to home this evening from to
10. Yours truly,
MELISSA FULLER
aWell,@ said the Captain, running
his fingers through his hair, 'sif this
don't beat all Rum critters, them
women!"
"And bold enough, some Of 'em /"
Joined in Mrs. Tiller. "To be MAX
ing proposals to a married man 1"
"Why, you see, they don't know
yet that I'm married"
"Then, best let 'em know it sc
once. Suppose you accept ell their
invitations right away, and take me
along by way Of explanation, you
know"
The Captain chuckled with an in
ward appreciation Of his brides
cleverness and wit. lie took her adj
vice, and the pair made their round
of bridal calls much to their own
satisfaction, If not to that Of the re-
ceiptents thereof.
Mrs. Tyson sighed, Widow Fuller
laughed-somewhat hysterically, it
must be confessed-and Miss Hob
son talked of suit for breach Of
promise. Not one of the three ever
forgave him.
Destruction of Life by War
Another source Of fpeeuniary loss Is
found in the waste Of life by war.
1t takes men when their labor would
be most productive, and shortens
their lives more than twenty years
in war and some ten or fifteen in
peace. The statistics Of morality
among men devoted to the work OF
blood are truly startling. Soldiers,
though generally young and vigor-