The Idaho Republican. [volume] (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1904-1932, 1920-07-16

money from him in return for gross
of green spectacles in shagreen cases !
and so, as usual, unforeseen disaster
frustrated our attempts to be fine.
MY daughters planned pleasure ex-
petition to town, anf this Mr.. Burchell
so strongly disapproved Of that a quar-
rel ensued between him and my wife,
and the gentleman left our house In a
fit of anger, nor could Sophia's plead
ing looks stay him.
The town trip being still in pros
pect. my wife decreed that I 60 to the
fair myself. and sell our one remain
ing horse. But when one would-be pur
chaser examined the animal, and de
clared him blind Of one eye, another
observed he had SPAWN, third per-
ceived he had a windgall, fourth said
he had the bolts, and so on. began to
have a most hearty contempt for the
poor beast myself, for I reflected that
the number of witnesses was strong
presumption they were right, and St.
Gregory himself Is of the same opin-
ion. However I at last sold my horse
but had the misfortune to receive in
payment forged and worthless draft,
the same being, indeed, the wicked
work of the very man who had sold
Moses the spectacles.
Mr.. Burchell being absent from our
Preside, only Sophia missed him, for
the rest of us were greatly, pleased by
the visits of our landlord, who now
came often. 1t must be owned that
my wife laid a thousand schemes to
entrap him as a husband for Olivia,
and used every art to magnify the mer.
its of her daughter The results, how
ever, being small, my wife sought tc
rouse Mr.. Thornhill's jealousy by hint
ing of Olivia's marriage with Farmer
Williams, most worthy, though hum
BILE neighbor. This failing to- egg or
the backward Thornhill the wedding
day was set for Olivia and Farmer
Williams. But four days before the
day I learned to my distraction that
my Olivia had gone off secretly in q
post-chaise with a gentleman who, a
I was told by an onlOoker, kissed he'
and said he would die for her. Wei
did I know the villain who had thus
robbed me of my sweet innocent child
it was none other than the wicked
Thornhill. My wife fell to loud be
rating of him and Olivia as well, but
declared my house and heart should
ever be open to the returning repen
tant sinner. I set out to find her
but my first efforts persuaded me thai
it was Mr.. Burchell, and not SPUR
Thornhill, who had seduced my dar
ling. This, though, was not the trllti.
Twas but part Of the villains rlan
After long search I found my darling
girl, in hiding place, whittier she haf
fled from the dreadful Thornhill who
under prctensp of marriage had ruinef
her 1t seems they were married by f
black scoundrel, who had before mar
ried the squire to six or eight Other
wives!
I took my poor darling home, only
to be met with the astounding new
that my little home was utterly de
stroyed by fire. With what cheerful
ness we might, we made shift to live
in one of our farm outbuildings, an(
endeavored to enjoy our former Sc
renity.
But this was not to be. The despic
able Thornhill. about to marry Miss
Wilmot-yes, the same to whom my
son, George, was once bethrothed-.
made proposal that we marry my
Olivia to another, yet let her still be
friend of his own. My righteous de
nunciation Of this resulted in the
squire's threats of retribution. and Thu
came, in the form of demand for my
annual rent, the which was all unable
to pay. I was thereupon thrown into
a debtors prison, but even here I en-.
deavored to preserve my calm, and aft
err my usual medtations, and HAVING
praised my Heavenly Corrector, slept
with the utmost tranquility.
Man frequently calls in the consola.
lions of philosophy, which, I have
found, are amusing, but often falla-
cious. In the prison, though attempt
ed much-n"a.iri reform movement,
and though lectured and advised with
all my powers, l suffered many and
various sorrows and disappointments,
I was informed of the death of my
daughter Olivia-an untrue report,
thank Heaven! was told of the fOrci-
BILE abduction of Sophia, by desperate
villains.
From this danger, however, dear So
phia was rescued by Mr.. Burchell; to
whom I willingly gave my treasure for
a wife. And we then learned that
our friend Mr.. Burchell was In reality
the great Sir William Thornhill, and
my daughter would be fine lady.
And, another Joy, I learned that my
daughter, Olivia. was the lawful wife
Of Squire Thornhill, his previous mar
rlages all having been so performed
by the wicked clergyman that they
were not legal.
Whereupon, my son, George, having
reappeared, Miss Wilmot, his one-time
love. accepted anew his offers, and
those two we're happy together. AS
capsheaf to my harvest Of good for