Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1883-03-17

20 years OF age.
And, though | never learned 10 love
her extravagan;ly, must confess that
she could make the best apple dumplings
that ever ate. In the course of time
became father. A daughter WAS born to
us, and We called her Julia. after my
grandmother, who was the most beautiful
woman in the county, 10 judge from the
portrait now before me. Ny daughter
looks much rs her grandmother did ut her
age. Well, as said, Il daughter was born
10 us and a son was born Ia Bunsby, and
they called him Tom. We heard of the
last mentioned event up here in Tad
mouth; but for years and years | never
saw either Mary or her son, notwith-
standing they used 20 visit. her father
quite often while the old gentleman was
living. But a, last Mr. Black WAS gathered
to his fathers, and ut aboni the Siue time
my wife was gathered 10 her mothrrc,
and | was left alone with my little Julia.
| was rich thcn-the most wealthy usn in
Tadmouth, and | had built me a ilne
house, the same that have lived ia ever
since, with my lille Julia as housekeeper.
Well, how things will come about Last
summer young Tom Bunsby came out 10
Falmouth and put up al the hotel-thcy
have quite 4 number of summer boartlers
there-and the first thing the young man
did was to fall in love with my daughter
Julia. OF course the young fellow was
not to blame. lie cOuldn'! help IL, FOR she
was the most bewitchiug little woman you
ever saw, Notwithstanding that old Nc
Stivers is her father. lie saw her first ~
Il picnic, danced with her, kissed her in
the ring aud walked home with her at
night. | remember the evening very
we'll. | was sitting IN my library smok-
ing cigar and thinking Of the late Mrs.
McStivrrS-oh, those apple dumplings.
my mouth waters every time | think of
thcm--when, the windows being open,
heard voices III the door, knew IL WAS
julia, and knew she had young fellow
with her, and, tear my wig, if he wasn't
begging for kiss
How sllvery sweet sound lovers tongues by
night,
Like softest music TO attending years
remarked confidently to McStivcrs. In
about five minutes Julia came in bluShing
like a ten-acrc flower garden, and looking
as lovely rs fairy queen.
"Oh, papa! I've had such splendid
time :" said she, throwing herself into my
arms and kissing the cuiicle of my right
cheek.
"Yes, should think so, particularly
during the last five minutes" remarked.
ooh, father" and she hid her face in
my whs%ers.
"Who was it, my DEAR" inquired.
"Mr. Thomas Bunsby."
"Tom Bunsby"' yelled, springing to
my feet, while my eyes rolled fcarfuily.
Oh, it Was u terrible sight, know, be-
cause there was mirror directly In front
Of me.
"Han'
Nothing you ever heard on the stage
ever equaled that blool-curdlins ala" Of
mine
Ny daughter fell at my feet the picture
of terrified terror or horriied horror; !
can't tell which. The whole thing WAS
grand and awful in the extreme.
"Girl ~ said |, in voice of thunder and
lightning, "did you ever know Tom Buns-
by's farher?"
mo"
Nor his mother2"
"No."
"Nor his grandfatherW
"No"
al am sorry," said /, making terrible
effort to calm myself, "l'm very sorry you
didn't know his grandfather, very sorrT,
indeed; because the old gentlemen kicked
me out Of his front door once FOR daring 10
make love to his daughter; aud, By Jove,
girl, il young Tom Bunsby cones here to
see you I'll serve him in the same manner.
Oh, revenge is sweet-'tis sweet"
Julia cot up then.
.'Can go now, father?" she asked.
Eyes; but remember, no more Of Tom
Bunsby. Good night"
Time passed on and Julia seemed the
same as usual. Whether she saw Bunsby
or not dill not know ut the time, though
have since learned that they wers Ia the
habit Of meeting quite frequently. No, |
did not know that they met, but suspect
ed that they might, aud, to prevent any
chance Of elopement, / never allowed Julia
TO go out int he evening unless was with
her, and atl0 o'clock every night the doors
and windows were all made fast against
burglars and lovers, aud we slept secure
until morning YoL perceive by this that
am not one OF those who wait until The
mare is stolen before locking the stable.
Well, it va. one night about month ago
that, after locking up the house as usual,
/ retired 10 my room, aud, disrobing this
lovely form OF mine. crept into bed had
just finished my first nap, and had turned
over for the second, when the door bell
rang. And how il did ring! Egad! |
thought they'd pull 1t down. Was IL IRE,
burglars, or did sOmebody mistake my
house for the dOctor's? ! didn't stop 70
think, but, throwing on my clothes Ia the
shortest time possible, | rushed down
stairs and threw open the door, holding
my revolver straight out before me, " !
did so.
~ note for you, SIR" sale a small boy,