The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1902-01-15
FROM THE FIRST WARD.


eonceit.
Only feuls imagine the world can
not do without them.
Sense AID beauty, like truth and
novelty, are rarely combined.
1t seems that the Philadelphia
street cars are heated by the remarks
of their patrons.
TX fes, lgentle reader, this is the same
secretary Long who uttered all that
:pfalSe, when Admiral Dewey was pre-
scented with the congressional sword.
Jacob II, Holcombe has removed
from the Third Ward to the First, and
now Occupies the store, better known
as the Cottage Hill Store, where he
intends doing business. We wish you
success, Jakey, in your new under
taking.
Your correspondent is still con-
fined to- his home and it now looks as
if he is liable to remain home for some
time. The disease is pronounced loco
motor -ataxia and seems to be of a
stubborn nature, although the doctor
tells him there are fair chances for
getting around again, but the process
of relief is slow. Of course, he has
already found out the slowness of the
cure, which reminds him of little
story of Quaker youth who wished
to marry a certain young lady of the
same faith, but wanted to postpone the
event until he went to California with
his father and carried out fortune.
just the night previous to their start
to the gold fields on the opposite side
of the continent, he went to the home
of the girl whom he had courted for
the last ten years but had never yet
proposed marriage, and after sitting in
the parlor alone with her for three
long hours in deep blue silence, he at
last picked up his hat and started for
the door. Stopping with his hand on
the latch and halfturning towards her,
butHwith his eyes upon the floor, he
said "Abigal Biddle, 1 have somewhat
to say unto thee before my departure
forthe West. | have long looked up
on thee as the apple of my eye, and
should like, if the Lord is willing, and
thee too, to take thee unto myself as
the wife of my bosom. Hold, say no
thing at this time, but wait until my
retugE When the spirit moves me. 1
shafftome back and claim thy hand
Us ihiR bargain, Abigail" She had
awaited ten long years already, but
perhaps the spirit would perohance
kstir mp the sluggish mind of Barnabss
BonHderbox and bring aboutthe happy
event much quicker than if he remain
ed nj home, so she blushingly nodded
her consent and Barnabas went out
into the night, followed by his littl,
black -andtan dog, and the village
folks soon forgot all about him. The
years went and the years came, but NJ
Barnabas Bounderbox appeared. Per
hapsl in moving across the great west
ern plains and the rocky mountains
belinda team of oxen, Barnabas caugh
the hopeful spirit that belongs to tn
West and was too full of hope an,
excitement to hold any recollection o
the girl he left behind him. At an
rate. it was just forty-fve years to tn
day when he came back and met Abigi
at the produce market house in Ne
Hope, with basket full of chicken
on her arm and middle aged man 70
. lowing behind, leading o dog. "Abig
l1Biddle, he exclaimed, grabbing her |
the hand and shaking it until I'll
chickens confined in the bask,
squawked in alarm, "dost thou remen
Der me?" She looked at him throug
her spectacles for one long minute an
slowly replied Yea, verify, thou al
Barnabas Bounderbox. l recogniz
thee by that old green waistcoat give
thee by thy father on thy eighteenth
birthday; also by the neckerchief
gave thee at the same time" "Bles
the Lord, exclaimed Barnabas, "Ant
hast thou been faithful to thy love
during the little time | was away
When the spirit moved me to return
unto thee, / came on tho wings of love
to claim thee for my wife" "Alas,
alas, " Abigail exclaimed, 81 have been
married these many years. This is my
second son leading the dog. knew
thee too well, Barnabas, and Irealized
{tthe fact that the spirit would have to
move nightly on thee or there would
never be spiritual influence of sufficient
force to make thee get II wiggle on thy
self and come back; 80 / married next
| wear after Won left ~