Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1880-08-26
LANCASTER. WISCONSIN, THURSDAY, AUGUST m 1850

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cousins very well. The event was
nuts to them Laura went about
humming the old ballad:
What can young iazsis. what shah a yOuag
What can young Iaasis do VII an old man
Bad luck 70 the penny, that tempted nv nanny,
10 sellher poor Jenny for siller an LAM
Give her the concluding verse;
said reckless Hal. Maybe, she'll
think well of the advice AS Laura
had forgotten it, be took up the strain
himself:
ny old suntie Katie, npon me taks pity,
1 II do my endcavor to follow her plan:
III G re-. him. and wraok him, until l heartbreak
And then his old brass 1T viii buy new pam
Rosy bore this railsry very well.
When alone shs hummed over, how.
ever, softly, the little song of willie
on the dark blue sea-.
Surely, vanity, thy name is man.
Stephen could hardly have been more
surprised at his refusal, if it had been
his first experience of the kind. He
plead his cause with all the eloqusnce
he could summon ; but the maiden's
heart was steel, as they say in the
novels. | am afraid at last the good
man was little angry. He express.
ed himself in words more striking
than classic. Indeed. he had set
of exceptional phrases, which he
Sometimes used to unruly oxen or
badly behaved calves; and these
phrases seemed just now to come
into play, though the faithful chroni.
eler must add that they were hardly
appropriate for one of the pillars of
the village church.
Stephen slammed around, a good
deal, that evening, when he got
home but grim smile was all the
notice Miranda took of his actions.
She poured out an extra evening CUP
of tea for herself, as "a night cap
and put in two hsaping spoonsful of
sugar, and wondered, az she stirred
it up, where Stephen had been can
dldating this time. That he was
unsuccessful was plain enough, and
she gave sigh of relief For all
that, she would have liked to have
choksd him. Even the bsst of US do
not like to be sighted.
Aunt Lura could hardly forgive
her uiece, for going against her wish
es so obstinately; and Rosy began
to think seriously of finding another
home fol herself. Her hands were
strong and skilled, and her heart
true aud willing. Surely she could
make her way. II Willie was only
home to talk it over!
The good 'SpsedwelP was rightly
named, and was speeding on, with
favoring winds, toward the home
port. In few days she was in the
harbor. Once more the sailors foot
was on bis native beach. Once more
a gentle mother fondly welcomed her
brown checked boy.
For boy he was to her still, tho
his face was bearded. And SO it ia
eyer until the mothers heart is still.
Ard men who seem old to each other
Still, still are 'rly boy to a mother
As when In their cradle they lay
Soon the cheesy table was laid by
the sunset window. Aud what moth.
er ever forgets her boys favorlte
dish What a JOY it was to watch
Willie's quick, vigorous motions, tell.
ing of bounding youth and strength
to answer his many and rapid qnes-
tioRs about neigbbors, news, etc He
skirmished about the main point,
however, for awhile, to the amuse-
ment Of his mother, but at length
asked honestly:
'How's Rosy
The story of Stephens application
then waa bruited about, as such
things are apt to be. They do not
keep well in the country. Will was
indignant at such presumption, and
exclaimed
The old ogre! To dare to look
at such girl as Rosy.'
After tea the 'traps'were unpacked
and the sailor-boy threw over his
mothers shoulder q shining web OF
dark rich silk.
Not for me, Willie,' sho remon-
strated. You must save that for
your wife
Not bit of it, said the deep,
hearty voice. Miss Polly must make
it up, right away, SO you can wear it
to church, with me No lady in the
land, deserves it more, or will be-
come it better. 1t is just what I've
wanted to bring homo, this long
time So the smiling mother let
the foolish boy have his way.
Think Rosy will like that,mother?
he said, bending his broad shoulders,
and opening an elegant, ivory box to
display a pretty trinket be had
brought from some foreign parts.
He concluded to find out that very
evening, so be slipped it into thebresst
of his coat, and went out, with his
honest heart in more of a fatter
than it had known for many a day.
1t is not for me to tell the eloquence
he used il that long, delightful, moon
| light stroll; bat certain it is that pref
ty Rosy aid not so out to service.
She consented, rather, to take upon
herself labor of love.
When next Willie's ship was on
the sea, and Willie went out, now as
mate, his bride of a week watched,
with dewy eyes, from the easement,
to catch the last feek of the white
sails, as they disappeared on the bo-
rison.
But what OF Stephen? Alas be
had fallen on evil times The day
after Rosy's final rejection of him,
the day after Miranda had wished
she could choke him, she heard the
whole story, and her wrath knew no
bounds. The inpudent, designing
old wretch, she cried. And as for
that mink, Rosy, she'll have fall,
some day; pride alters does the
stuck-up thing Though why it
was designing aud 'iinpudent,' on
Stephens part, to wish to marry a
pretty young girl, or stuck up and
the conduct of o mink, on Rosy's
part, to refuse Inn, only the angry
logic of . soured and disappointed
rival, perhaps, could tell.
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