The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1874-03-24
Mr.. Finch's Disappointment.

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Il woman, if you git the right kind
ofa husband, ?" said Uncle Jonathan Kings
ley, chucking me under the chin. 81
know where there's a splendid chance for
you, Susan--a splendid chance.
"Where ?" / asked, amused at Uncle
Jonathan's seriousness.
"Ah, up to Baskerville" answered
Uncle Jonathan, knowingly. "Jest say
you'll consider the matter soberly, and I'll
send him down"
"Of course I'll consider the matter So
berry," answered, not having the faintest
idea that Uncle Jonathan would take me
at my word.
But he did for about week after his
departure, received the following letter,
which, from its appearance generally, had
most likely cost him whole days work:
"MY DEAR NIECE SUsAN--I take my
pen in hand to inform you that am well
An hoap theese flu lines will Find you in
.joyin' the Same great blessin. On Account
of your great resemblance to my dear de-
ceast wife, who you was named after,
would like to see you settled down an
Doin' wei. think good Husban would
be the Best thing for you.
AS You promised to consider the mat
ter Soberly.if would send down likly,
respectable man, l am goin to do so. His
naim is Caleb Finch. He's widderer,
and has childrun, they're Smart, an You
Wouldn't have Any trouble with EN-. Hes
got so akers of the best land in the whull
of baskerville, an 8 cows an severill hor-
ses. Hes goin to start Diary eff he gets
marryd, now he don't have anybody to see
to Things, an his housekeepin is goin to
rack An ruin.
"ive told him all about You an think
you'll suit him, only you're a most too
young. Howsumever that can't Be hept.
He will como down the first of next week
and there wont be nothin to Hender your
maxim good bargin, if you've only mind
to. he was very kind to the late Missus
Finch, an spared no ecspents when she
was sick. hur doctor bill amounted to
Over 25 dollars. He got hur the hansom-
est gravestone that's ever been set up in the
symetTy.
Hopin you you'll conclude to act for
your interest. l scribe my Self Your
affeckshunate unkle.
JONATHAN KINGSLEY"
/" To Mis- Susan Spencer"
"Dear me never laughed so in all my
life before as did over that letter, with
its awful spelling, and its capitals scattered
in promiscuously, for all the world, Bell
declared, as if he had shaken them out of
the sand-box, and they had stuck wher-
ever they happened to fall.
But the most laughable part of it was
the idea that he had actually got husband
looked up for me, and was going to send
him down to see me.
"You're lucky young lady," said Bell,
with tears in her eyes, the moment she
stopped laughing enough to utter cohe-
rant word. "Only think how kind he was
to the late deceased 'Missus Finch = II
you should die, you'll have the consoling
thought to cheer your last hours that he'll
get you handsome gravestone,' and that
he will pay your DOCTORS bill cheerfully,
even if it does amount to over twenty-five
dollars You'll be attended to regardless
of expenses haven't the least doubt"
And the five children p l said gasping
with laughter. "But they're smart, and
that's one consolation.
"What pity that you're quite so
young" said Bell, making an effort to re-
cover her dignity, and failing signally in
the attempt. "It's too bad that you can't
have your age changed by an act of the
Legislature, to accommodate your expect
ed Mr.. Finch Mrs. Susan Finch That
sounds splendidly, doesn't it.? It'I look
nice, too, when he has you deposited by
the late 'Missus Finch in the 'symetry.
Dear, dear who ever heard of anything
quite 80 comical before ?''
But what's to be done P'' asked, as
the real state Of the case began to make
itself apparent. "Here we are, left to
keep house while mother is visiting Next
week Mr.. Finch is coming"
Coming to WOO p said Bell. "Mr.
Finch coming to WOO %
Sand want to know what we're going
to do with him ?" demanded.
"You're going to marry him, of course, y
answered Bell. 81 advise you 10 fall TO
and begin to consider the natter as
Uncle Jonathan requested. Think 1t over
prayerfuliy and well, and let the argument
Of tho Missus Finch's gravestone' weigh
in Mr. Finch's favor.p
It's all well enough for you to laugh, -
said ], Indignantly; "but If you were in
my place, you'd think differently Of it.
How am going to get rid Of the wretch
What under tho sun possessed Uncle jon
athan to send him of down hereP ? never