Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1896-01-02
WOODBURY. n. J, Thursday JANUARY 2 1896

thompson, iislng from her seat and con-
fronting the undaunted girl with a
couutenance inflamed with excitement.
The silenle had become intense and
was only broken by . long drawn sigh,
and poor ii. inie slipped his hand into
that Of his frightened father and waited
for his mother to finish what she had to
say.
''I think you were around here last
evening, also two or three evenings last
week, when You had no excuse to bor-
row horse rake, were You not?p ques-
TONED the angry matron, confronting
with smile Of fine yet whitening scorn
the unabashed girl socalmly facing her.
II was, replied the young woman
quietly, and | did not come to borrow
farming implements of any description. :"
"What did you come for, then?"
shouted Mrs. Thompson. Shall | tell
you? No, seek not to silence me, Jim
mie, = she exclaimed Us the pale young
man fell at her feet, and bursting into
tears implored her to speak no further
"You came, miss, to WOO this young
and innocent man. You came to whis-
per horrid words into his ear and gather
unto yourself the fresh and guileless de-
votiOn Of his unsophisticated heart
You, farm laborer, a moneyless girl
without expectations You would pluck
this sweet bud Of manhood and bear it
away from the parent stem, where it
has clung for twenty odd years, when
you we'll know that you have not even
SO much as a delft pot or a pewter vase
to put it into. You think the old won
ans eyes have been blind, but / have
watched you both, and the game is up
Jimmie shall go to his Aunt Susan S to-
day and be closely guarded until this
wild fancy is forgotten. As for you, take
yourself from my presence and never
darken my doors again. Horse rakes in
deed Borrow them of the d
Hold, mammal BY the love | know
you bear to me, speak not that profane
word " cried the fainting Jimmie as
he drew himself to his mother feet and
clasped her knees. "Your commands,
dear mamma, are too late / cannot
obey you and make my home with Aunt
Susan, for my lot is already cast, and
none but heaven can recast it, I"
What mean you, boy?" cried the
naughty mother as she bent and raised
the sweet face of her son, looking long
and piercingly into the streaming eyes.
II mean, faltered Jimmie, suddenly
rising and hiding his blushing face upon
the bosom of his weeping father, 81
mean
He means, interrupted the young
woman who until now had preserved
her calm and courteous quiet, THAT the
laws Of the state last night gave him
into my keeping foreyerl Your son and
were married last evening by Judge
Henry Grover Booth. and | stand here
now to claim my lawful husband.
Jimmie, shrieked the frenzied
mother, snatching the man from his ia
ther's arms. where he clung, and turn
ing his tear wet face to meet her gaze,
does this bold woman speak the TRUTH
''She does, cried Jimmie as with a
bound he leaped into the strong arms
held to receive him, and the young hus-
band tainted upon the bosom of his
young bride.
But little remains to be told. a rec
onciliation was effected. late in the fall,
and ere winter snow fell the noble wife
was adopted into both home and heart
Of her gentle husbands parents. To
gether they soothed the last days of the
excellent but somewhat mercenary Wild
ow Thompson, long after her gentle
husband had been gathered to his rest,
and there is no happier couple in broad
and blossoming Crane county today than
Jimmie Thompson and his manly wife.
Chicago Herald.