Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1880-08-01
Changed by Years.

One was pretty gill, Jemlma--Petlte-
that's what ike-bright eyes, luxuri-
ant locks, white and pink complexion,
plump and compact. She was always in
good humor, and we soon became the
best of friends-nay more-for who could
help being afectionate toward her? Every
body loved her. When the boatmen
called her "a sweet little craft" they ex-
pressed, though vulgar, the sentiment of
my own heart. / was in love with Jemi-
ma and Jemima-well, Jemima was not
indifferent to me. I had not nerve to
ask her, in so many words, would she &C
cept my hand and name? spoilt quire
of paper in the effort to utter my thoughts
in a letter; so at last, On her birthday,
the Is of May, ventured to present her
with an elegantly bound book, and on a
little slip Of paper inside I wrote:
"Dear Jemimo: By the acceptance Of
this trifing gift let me know you accept
the giver!
ALFRED BARNsTABLE DoUGHERTY. )"
I fattered myself it was rather plucky
thing to do, and it answered admirably.
Next time 1 saw her she was all of a
glow, and when we we're alone together,
and was standing rather near her and
said:
"You received my humble offerlng!"
she burst into flood of tears, put her
arms around my neck, and spoilt my
shirt front.
Then when she recovered a little edo
you believe it Niobe? I don'D she said !:
"Have you asked pa?"
Of course I responded 1 had not.
'sThen do at once" she said; ssfor good
ness gracious me, if he was to find us out
in anything sly, and trying to keep it
from him, it would be awfulw
1t is good deal worse asking the gov
ernor than asking the girl, especially a
peppery old party as Capt. Wattlebor-
ough; however, screwed myself up, and
when Jemima was down about the place
playing on our piano, and 1 knew that he
would be making his evening toilet by
putting on pilot coat, / ventured to
look in upon him. After few words on
ordinary topics, such as how we both
were, how the weather was, I hemmed
and began
'"That's right, my boy-cllmb as high
as you cam"
'sDo not encourage me too much, my
dear captain, I'm ambitious in your di-
rection."
"Boy, you are not going to sea-"
"No, captain, Ill aspire to the
honor of being your son-in- law"
"Have you money!"
of course I hadn't, and he told me to
go and get it before venturing to aspire
to the hand of Jemima.
"But, my dear captain ~ Yentured
to expostulate.
"Get off my doorstep
"Let me speak for moment to Jeml-
ma"
sect off my doorstep
He accompanied this last instr uction
by thrust which sent me staggering in
the street.
My affair with Jemima was at an end.
The captain would not listen to reason
that is, he would not listen to me. All
the letters wrote to Jemima were sent
back to me. I grew weary, packed up
and packed Of, with letter Of introduc-
ton to firm in China. Well, the for
tune was not easy to make, but at the ex-
piration of twenty years I began to think
it sufficiently large to warrant my return
to sthe girl I left behind me-" I had
heard very little from home. Father and
mother were yet alive. but the captain
was dead. They had carried him through
the cornfelds one summer day, to the lit
tie churchyard, and there they buried
him.
"Jemlma, I understood, lived in the
old house, and was still single. So-full
of emotion, all the tenderness for the
dear girl I had left behind me rapidly
reviving-off 1 went, carpet-bag and
just as was, to have the cd
VOWS renewed and sealed in the usual
A maiden with freckled face, much
sunburnt, opened the door. Could see
Miss Marlborough? The maiden did
not reply, but leaving me where was,
retired to the remote back settlements.