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the probable profits that would accrue one need be shocked or surprised, to him, by reason of the increased de- therefore, to hear that Colonel Manmand for raisins, ginger, all-spice and ners and his godly brother-in-law, the molasses, which experience had taught deacon, met each other, that Sunday him to expect as incidental to the night, at the bar-room of the tavern, season, Mrs. Axy, his amiable con- where, of a Sabbath evening, it was the sort, was forming a determination to habit of the village elders to assemble avais herself of the very first oppor- for the purposes of social intercourse, tunity to call the matter of Joab's and the exchange of news and opinions, Lucy's wedding to the mind of her and the discussion of town, state and brother. The Colonel, himself, some- national affairs and politics.

These what pricked in the conscience for his conclaves selected, from time to time, neglect and procrastination, was resolv- the candidates for selectmen and depuing to delay no longer, but to open the ties to the General Assembly, and the same subject that very night to his town and freemen's meetings rarely wife, and to enjoin upon her and Lucy failed to ratify these nominations. Each the commencement of a series of pre- of the grave seniors, in his turn, used parations for the momentous event. to call for a mug of flip or sling, which, Mrs. Manners, with lips a little com- when prepared by the landlord, was pressed, was slyly watching the face of passed from hand to hand, and from her sister-in-law, the deacon's wife, mouth to mouth. Even Parson Graves occasionally giving a quick glance of himself not unfrequently took his seat observation at the Colonel, though, at the bar-room fire, and though he meanwhile, she affected to be gazing never paid a reckoning, like the rest of steadfastly towards the pulpit. Lucy, the company, it was not because he upon another seat of the pew, was abstained from imbibing his full share pouting with anger, and almost ready of the good liquor furnished by the to cry with vexation, because Joab, smiling publican. Those were good old from the gallery, facing her, was trying times, when every man had a stomach to catch her eye, and when he thought under his waistcoat, for whose sake he he had succeeded in this maneuver, to deemed it his duty to drink a little of convey to her the intelligence of what something more potent than water. was passing in his own mind. John, But our fathers kept early hours, duly observant of Joab's winks and and so, soon after the clock struck leers, was one moment tingling with nine, Deacon Sweeny and the Colonel suppressed wrath, and, at the next, started on their way homewards. At flushing in an extatic agony of anxious the Deacon's gate, they paused for a hope, when he recalled to mind the moment, and just as the Colonel was. confident prediction of his aunt Betsy, about to resume his walk, Mrs. Axy that never, the longest day of his life, appeared at the door, and invited her would Joab Sweeny be the husband of brother to come into the house. 6I Lucy Manners.

expect," said she, as she closed the Thirty years ago, the New England door behind him with a slam, and castSabbath ended at set of sun. When, ing a look of wormwood and vinegar at closely watched by impatient children, her spouse; “I expect the Deacon the orb of day slid slowly down the was a goin' to let you marvel right western sky, and finally vanished from straight along hum, arter all my wearin' the sight, beyond the distant mountains, myself out a tellin' him, over and over a universal shout of juvenile gladness agin, to be sure and have you step in saluted his departure; and even the here a minute, ef he found you to the grave visages of the elders, weary with tavern--the most kerless crittur Ithe strait religious aspect, relaxed into “Come, come, Axy," cried the Coloinwonted smiles. Then commenced nel, who, since he had paid the sixtynoisy sports upon the village green, and five hundred dollars, often ventured to sprucely attired swains set forth to make head against the torrent of his where buxom damsels, all made ready sister's scolding ; “now, you jest shet to be courted, awaited the coming of up, and let the Deacon have a minute's their beaux. Then, thrifty housewives, peace; or,' by jingo! I'll clear out of the brisk and bustling sort, were ac- without ever offerin' to set down." customed to begin the weekly labor of To this rebuke, Mrs. Sweeny, who the wash-tub and pounding-barrel. No had an especial reason why she did not


[July wish to displease or irritate her brother, a word, he pulled off his boots with a made no reply, but discreetly restrained jerk, and drew up his arm-chair to the her wrath ; though, as the Deacon well fire, with an angry hitch. Lucy lit her knew, and trembled at the conscious- candle, and was going to slip out of the ness, it never lost any of its vigor by room, but a stern, abrupt command being pent up in this way ; but, like from her father slips, stayed her tremsmall beer, was all the more lively, bling steps. She put down her light pungent, noisy and sparkling, for being upon the table, and stood waiting with bottled awhile.

a throbbing heart for the next word. After Sally Blake's unfortunate suc- It was not long delayed, for the Colonel cessor had brought in a dish of Early was full of his subject, and the account Greening apples, and a pitcher of which he had just received from Joab. brisk new cider, and then, in obedience of the disdainful dismissal that Lucy to a sharp-toned command of her mis

had given his suit, artfully embellished tress, had crept up, in the dark, to her with false or garbled reports of the reanest in the garret, Mrs. Sweeny, with- sons, therefor by her assigned, and of out further delay, brought forward for her unfilial declarations of independconsideration the subject of the pro- ence, had exasperated him to a degree posed alliance. What was afterwards altogether unprecedented. said and done by and between the high So, Miss Lucy," said he, turning contracting parties, in Deacon Sweeny's

towards her, “you don't think the huspresence and hearing, during the remain- band I've chosen for you is good der of the interview, it would be tedious to

enough, eh? Think you know better'n relate, for Mrs. Axy, when excited, could your old father, do you? Mean to suit talk enough, in the space of ninety min- yourself, whether your father, that gave utes, to fill a large octavo volume of fine you a bein', likes it or not, hey? Come, print. Neither do I think it worth the let's hear some of your brave speeches while to set forth the earnest dialogue

Jest talk as promp' to me as you which took place, when, on his way did to Joab. Speak up,” continued the home, the Colonel met Joab, returning Colonel, waxing warmer as he went on; in a fit of unusual and extreme dejection "don't stand there a sulkin', you little from his weekly courting visit. Let it hussy! You expect to jilt Joab, don't suffice to say, that at parting, the uncle shook the nephew by the hand with “I don't love him, papa,” replied great vigor, and assured him, with

poor Lucy, with a quivering lip and an many vehement asseverations, that he, imploring look at her mother's calm the Colonel himself, would do the rest face. of the courting, and would do it in a The Colonel, with an effort, stifled a hurry, too.

strong inclination to open profanity, and Lucy was in her mother's bed-room, then continued in a hightened, sneering relating, with angry vivacity, a narration

tone. " Don't love him, eh ? He aint of the open rupture which had that

so smart and slick as them 'are dandyevening been the final result of Joab's fied clarks and stoodents to Har'ford, renewed and persistent allusions to the mebby? Don't use pomatum, praps. subject of the wedding. She had just Don't smell enough like a skunk to suit finished the burden of her story, and ye, eh ? sich a fine stylish lady as you've was proceeding, according to the cus- got to be, I expect you're ashamed of tom of young ladies in the like circum

your country relations-old clod-hopper stances, to gratify her pique and vexa- of a father, and all. By jingo! I was tion, by coupling sundry disparaging a dumb fool, I'm afraid, as your aunt epithets, denoting the absent Joab, with

Axy says, to let you go to that infernal divers scornful and contumelious adjec- school. I might ha' known you'd get tives, when she heard her father's step your idees raised too high, and your at the door. A moment afterwards he foolish little head turned arter some entered the room. A single glance at smoothily-spoken fop or other." his flushed and angry face told the two Lucy's eye began to kindle, for she women that the crisis had at length ar- was not one of your spiritless damsels, rived. Mrs. Manners, however, con- whose only reply to abuse is a flood of tinued knitting busily, but her keen, tears. She was about to retort in a very gray eyes stealthily followed the mo- undutiful tone and manner, but a quick tions of her husband, as, without saying glance of reproof and warning from her



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mother checked the untoward impulse, -no-_I mean wife--as she'd took a before it had matured into action.

fancy for; if so be she'd ha' chosen a Husband,” began Mrs. Manners, decent young feller; though, even in 6 let me say a word.”

that case, I should ha' rather she'd ha' Well, say it,” replied the Colonel, had Joab; well-no-but-well-I dewho entertained so profound a respect

clare," added the Colonel, after a brief for his wife, that even when the most pause, during which he had diligently angry and out of temper, he never ven- rubbed his forehead; “I get it out sort tured to speak to her with harshness. o' confused; but my meanin' 's plain.

"I wish,” continued Mrs. Manners, I can state the upshot o' the matter pausing in her knitting ; " I wish that middlin' quick,” he continued, his irriyou'd let Lucy have a little more time. tation manifestly hightened by his She's young yet, a mere girl, and at recent failure to express his ideas with present it seems don't fancy Joab for a distinctness; "and that's this. You husband, but

and your cousin Joab are to be married Here the good lady hesitated, and next Thanksgivin' night; you underbegan to knit again ; and her husband, stand that, don't ye, Miss Lucy?" after waiting decorously for her awhile, 6. Yes, sir," faltered Lucy. resumed his remarks.

And you're a goin' to mind, aint ye, “Betsey," said he, “I must say I never heerd you talk so kind o’ foolish, “No, sir," replied Lucy, with a sudand little to the purpose


life. I den boldness. know you're more'n half agin this “ Heavens and airth! what do ye match, and I'm sorry enough you be, mean ?” cried the Colonel, starting from for my heart is set on it, my promise is

his chair in wrath and surprise. given, and my mind's made up. As for look a here, Misswaitin', you know and I know, 'taint no “Husband,” began Mrs. Manners.

She's as old as you was when we “I tell ye, Betsey," said the Colonel, was married, and you've allus made a striving to lower his voice to a respectgood wife. The fact is, delays is dan- ful key while speaking to his wife; “I gerous, and the gal won't be no more tell ye, now, don't interfere. The child willin' a year from this time than she is is mine as well as yourn, and I'm a I'll leave it to her. Come now,

dealin' with her now. "Taint fair, nor Lucy, answer, honor bright, would you proper, nor best for you to meddle, and be?

you musn't. When you begin fust you Speak the truth, Lucy,” said her you shall have the floor, as they say to mother.

Gin'ral Court; but now it's my turn, "No, sir," replied Lucy, stoutly. and I raly do wish you'd wait till it's

66 There,” cried the Colonel ; " what fairly, yourn.' did I tell ye ? Now, the fact is," he "Only don't be rash," pleaded the continued, “ the fact is just this, and mother. there is no gettin' round it. This wed- “ I ain't agoin' to be," resumed the din' has got to take place next Thanks- Colonel. Nevertheless, no sooner had givin' night, and 'twont be a year afore he turned once more towards the fair you'll both own I was right. Lucy 'll rebel, who, frightened but resolute, be all reconciled, and wouldn't be on- stood shrinking and cowering before married for a fortin', and the old home- her father's fiery glance, yet meeting stead here will be goin' to be inherited it with a steady, defiant look, than his by my father's grand-children; jest as voice again rose to an angry pitch. he told me on his death-bed he wanted “Do you mean to tell me," he cried, to have it. I've gin up expectin' that " that you're agoin' to refuse to obey it can go in the name, but it 'll go in your father--you-you-ain't you agothe blood, and my grand-child will be a in' to marry Joab when I bid you to ?” Manners, both on his father's and “ No, sir,” replied Lucy, in a low but mother's side, and that will kind o make determined tone. “I don't love him, and up for his not havin' the name. Ef I won't marry anybody I don't love." Lucy had jest been a boy now, so that “But you'll larn to love him," said it could ha' been kep in the name, I her father, trying hard to keep his temshouldn't ha' been strenoous, and I per within safe bounds, and deigning wouldn't ha' undertook to have inter- to argue the case with his refractory fered with her choosin' sich a husband daughter.


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" I hope not," cried Lucy, passion- "I don't doubt it a bit," continued ately, for she was thoroughly roused. his wife, with an accent of reproach “Oh! I hope not. It would be dread- that was by no means lost on her husful to have a heart capable of loving band. “I know you too.well to doubt such a creature !"

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!"' cried the Colonel, “ You may be sure on’t,” said the swearing outright for the first time in

Colonel ; " and so may Lucy." twenty years.

66 There !" he added, • An oath so solemn should be requite aghast at the profanity. “Do you corded,” resumed Mrs. Manners. hear that? You've made your father remember your very words; for I took swear, you wicked child. The Lord care to notice what you said. I'll forgive me! and I'm a church-member write 'em out, and you shall put your and a Justice of the Peace! But it name to 'em." shan't be for nothin', I tell ye! I won't “Poh, psha!” said the Colonel, with take the Lord's name altogether in vain, a sheepish, sullen air; “what's the use for I do solemnly swear

of all that ceremony ?" “Oh! hush, my dear husband !"' cried “Because,” said his wife, “ I intend Mrs. Manners, pale with emotion and that Lucy shall obey the conditions of alarm. But her husband enjoined si- it to the very letter. The penalty is lence by an imperious gesture.

pretty severe if she fails ; nothing short solemnly swear," he continued, holding of being disowned and disinherited." up his right hand, “that unless you At this point Lucy's sobs filled her marry with my consent-unless you father's heart with anguish. The tears marry your cousin, in this house, on came into his eyes. - All she's got to next Thanksgivin' night, in my presence, do is just to obey me, and that's her I will disown you for a disobedient dooty, you'll own yourself,” said he, daughter, and cut you off with a shil- with a deprecatory manner. lin' in my will so help me God!"

“Of course, and I intend she shall; While the angry old man was utter- but she ought to have the command, ing his oath, his wife sat with her eyes enforced as it is with a penalty, and fixed upon his face, her breath restrain- that by an oath, fairly written out. ed, her lips apart, a very statue of anxi- Come, you're not afraid to put in writous attention; while Lucy stood before ing what you've uttered with your him, pale, erect, and rigid; and no tongue." sooner had he ceased speaking, and her "Write it out, then,” cried the Colomother had, with a long breath, fallen nel; whereupon his wife, after another back in her chair, than she began with whisper to Lucy, rose, went to the desk, flashing eyes and dilated nostrils, “And took a pen and wrote a few words upon now hear me !" she cried; “I swear, a sheet of paper, which she brought to that I will marry no one else than her husband on a book. There ; read “Lucy! Lucy!" cried her mother;

it,” said she; "they are your very 6 stop, I command you! Hush! hush !" words." she repeated, as the excited girl, after “Um-m-m—, yes,” said the Colohesitating for an instant, attempted to nel, “yes ; that's what I mean to resume her speech, “sit down !'' Lucy stick to." obeyed, and leaning her head against · Sign it, then," said his wife, handthe side of her bed, began to sob con- ing the pen to him. vulsively. Her mother stooped over The Colonel took the quill, and her and whispered in her ear. Mean- slowly subscribed his name. while the Colonel, recovering somewhat not à dexterous penman; tho book from the exaltation of his wrath, began made but an unhandy desk; and he both to look and feel a little foolish and wrote without his spectacles. ashamed, albeit he strove hard to keep

Meanwhile his wife stood looking over his anger hot.

his shoulder, with a shrewd smilo upon “Husband," at last said Mrs. Man- her lips, and her gray eyes twinkling. ners, still keeping Lucy's hand in hers, Lucy, with her face buried in the bed"you've taken a very solemn oath.' clothes, continued at intervals to sob

"I know it,” replied the Colonel, faintly. doggedly. "I don't need to be told There," said the Colonel, returning on't, Betsey I've taken an oath, and the pen to his wife, but carefully avoidwhat's more I mean to keep it." ing at the same time to meet her glance.

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in each eye. The old gentleman held out his arms, and Lucy put hers about his neck. He kissed her wet cheek, and smoothed down her disordered curls. "Love will come with the babies, sissie,” said he; whereat Lucy burst out crying again, and was led off up stairs to her own chamber by her mother, sobbing with redoubled vehe


" said Mrs. Manners, after she had folded up the paper, and put it carefully away in a drawer of the desk, “now, there's your oath in black and white, so that some future day, if necessary, we may know just what it calls for. On my part, I intend to do all that I can to make Lucy perform what is therein required of her to the very letter."

* If she will," said the Colonel, glancing towards the bed, " there aint nothin' I won't do for her."

“I want you to promise, then," said his wife, “that if she conforms to what was written on that paper, as I shall try to make her, you'l forgive her for what's happened tv-night; and though you may yourself be sorry for having compelled her to marry her cousin, you'll not blame her for her strict observance.'

" Promise! of course I do," cried the Colonel.

66 Come, then," said Mrs. Manners. “Lucy, kiss your father; bid each other good night, and then I'll go up to bed with you, my child.”

Poor little Lucy lifted her head from the bedside, with her hair falling all over her face, and came tottering towards her father, with a white knuckle

“ • By George !” said the Colonel, talking to himself, after the women had got out of hearing. " By George !" said he, blowing bis nose, and nodding his head in a positive manner;

66 there's nothin' like bein' firm and decided when you've got women to deal with. I vow I didn't expect, one spell, that Lucy would ha' gi'n up so quick and easy ; for she's gritty as buckwheat bran when she gets her Ebenezer up; and as for her mother, really, I was afeared she'd take up on her side agin me, and there'd be the Old Nick to pay. I'm actilly tempted to tell Axy how it came out arter I put my foot down, jest to shut her mouth when she says that Betsey leads me by the nose, and ollers makes me do jest as she wants to have me. I'm the head of my own family yet, I guess."

[To be Continued.]



E always go to the country of a pleasant place. You get to Jehosaphat

Fourth of July. We do so from a by that stupendous specimen of Amerisense of duty. A man who sits twelve can enterprise--the Long Island railhours a day in his counting-house, ought road-on which the travel, especially to take one day in a year for recrea- during the whole of the 3d of July, is tion.

so immense, that every gentleman is Our usual resort is Jehosaphat, a obliged to stand up in the passages, or beautiful village of Long Island—the on the platforms, to make room for the Long Islanders affect scriptural names, ladies. It is true that the Company you know-which combines the mari- have a whole year's notice that there time and the rural in graceful propor- will be an unusual crowd on that day; tions; the staple of its productions being but a whole year is not enough to encorn and clams,--the one the finest able them to accommodate the multiflower of the land, and the other the tude who rush out of the city by this richest gem of the sea. Corn, when

favorite mode of conveyance.

The manufactured into whisky, and clams, dividends of the road, we suspect, are, baked in their own liquor under the on that day at least, enormous. sand, are the meat and drink of the in- The last time that we went to Jehosahabitants, who are duly grateful that phat was on the Fourth of July, 1855, Providence has cast their lot in a very when Mr.Pepperage delivered the annual

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