, 1881-03-20

And drenrnily watched and waited:
But the fish were cunning and would notrse,
And the batter Alune was buttcd.
And, when the time for departure came,
The bag was tint as Il FOUNDER;
But Bessie had neatly hooked her game
i hundred and~eighty FOUNDER.
WIG 0IACoMBEn AND SAMANTHA
MORRIS.
Milford {Pa.> Correspondence Ne,o Tork Sun.
There had been an eiopemcnt up the river,
and some of the boys were sitting around the
Crsslnan House stove talking about it. AS
the girl III the case was soon to have been
married, the burden Of the conversation was
the disappointment and grief that must have
overwhelmed the deceived bridegroom.
"Ycs,'' said the Sheriff, striking match
on Ills trousers leg and lighting the stub Of
his cigar for tho fifth time, 'yes, the poor
fellow must have felt bad; but wlnt is his
| disappointment to that Of Wig Macomber.?
don't know whether you ever knew Wig.
lie was solemn cuss, and lived down in
Ulster County. lie was in love with a girl
named Samantha Jane Morris. This was
before the War. They were engaged to be
married. 4 fellar named Jim Archer came
to the town where they lived He was a
tinker, and set up q til,-shop. He fell in love
with Saulanth. I will call her Samanth
now, but II she were here l wouldn't. I'll
tell you why. l was young blood i'll those
cti,ldn't he. any frcsher than l was then,
M, 5nnr afIer wp,t To The town I got ac-
o,,aintet} or with Wis. lie took ME over to see
lis Fiji une night. and introduced ME. Be-
fore went one Of the bows said:
Wy nYoi'ii ike San,antd. If YOU want to
ma,;e n .r,,od i,nprussion. don't be too formal,
Nct as il You'd known her for two years,
and she'll take to yOn."
1Wig and / went to the house. I saw at
once tlIat Miss Morris was girl whose ap-
nctite ulnst be GOOD. and that She hadn't been
raisrli m icc-cre.am and cake. She brought
n1t some of her Old mans cider, That clder
yasn:t Intended for bows to taulper with.
There was SD or ten days in every two
WITH Miss Morris very well. thought may
he wasn't familiar enough, After ! had
drank two glasses Of that Cider | made up
NV mind that I'd show her I didn't come
r vac Il, .fllv. and the winIow was up.
!rhara ,vas tn hr = festivaf in tha Methodist
Chnrch' walks over to where Salnanth
SAT. and stood III front of her.
Are You going to the festival, Samantha
sail. fhen 1 thought to myself. That's
familiar enough to suit lIer, I guess,' and T
siniI,.t ali over.
Bows. Miss Morris gut up like a jack-in-
the-box. She swatted tne on the side Of the
that that window as ia coal-train had struck me,
and aud: doubled up in barrel Of rainwater that
Stood nIder the window. As crawIed out
INV Snlauth leaning our Of the window.
s:tsarnanth, is it y She yelled. You ever
come round these diggin's again, an I'll git
ynn ma festival. ai,' you'll think they're
crnnlllill' ice-cregm down you red-hot'
II found aflerWard that Samantha was a
little tender on beng called Samanth, and
fla boys had p]aycd it on ne.
.Well. jim Archer set up his tin-shop, and
fill in love with Samantha Jane Morris. She
xyas n hIa1ne aood-looking girl, if she was
little particular, and her old man had the
rocks. felt sorry when Samantha shook
Viz Macoluber and froze on to jim, for Jim
was n stayiny euod fellow. and one of the
hoys. lie used TO set IN with lis and take
hand in O1r liItIe lO-cclr ante, four shillings
ljmit md generally held lis own.
II remember a funny thing that came very
near hrsaking up lis match with Samantha.
lie sang in the choir Of the Methodist
Church. One Saturday night VI. had been
holtlin. srssiou az poker little later than
usual. but jim went to church all right Sun
uay llIorning. The preacher was flowery
Wing ro,,sfsr. and When lie began to preach,
lin tcll into u tloze. The preacher preached
along unu grew eloquent. lie began to de-
scribe sccile at dayDreak
''See where it eomcs,' he said, the morn
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