A S M I O BK1F0TEB TO XITlB& TBBX A M VOLUME III. EAST THOMASTON, MAINE, THURSDAY MORNiNfi. DECEMBER 7, 1848. NUMBER ALVI. m i t r n.r i t n t ? ‘Thu liineli wns on a trny in a siito-rooin, for three vouchers for the next hull. I had —I went in nml filled up the blank ’flie rs swallown.s'ic c ’ie, ? ,1 1 i'i ? . " n,7 r"r7l>— ‘ rang the bull an, 1 or,lure,I a bottle of had oeension cnee or twice before, to apply ! with the names of Mrs. Ilellan,y ami I, Our sweetest Songs nrc those that tell of sad­ who fnrnis icr dest thought. aparen, wI i I M ^ 7 ' <'- t- - " HI Imld its v,r„,e. I, struck mu again champagne. Thu servant looked surprised, ; for similar favors, for the country women ofi daughters. I listened a mo,net to the co a par, nt, who ,s thought to ,l„ow a damper hat these ,bfl,unities rather gave „ a zest, and , hu, brought it, and meantime I was getting my own, pawning through London on their versa,ion in the next room. The subject cw o ," wns THE SONG OF SEVENTY. H f'it'm u T e o m e f-' T " ™ / ° 1'. I I tl,e ,,, nv1c- 1 ,h',88,!d’ ' through the weather and the other common- , travels, ami I knew that her ladyship though, Almaek's ami was diseossed with r r c .t n. Almaek's nml wns discussed w ith great ani­ j . ’ 10 onl'vn,,,» not I!,s lho day wns fine, started to stroll leisurely , places, nml the Indy saying little, wns watch- ”o more o f granting them than of returning BY MARTIN F. TVPFr.lt. mation. Lady S------ , who seemed tom e try 1 . make dancing „„d other amusements inno-j through the Strand and Elect-street, and look i ing me very calmly. I liked her looks, how- | bows in Hyde Park. I .lid not name the la- iug to escape the trap they had baited fur her I am not old — I cannot be old, . .in in , iciiise ves, and regulate them? Or into the shop-windows on may way—assuring1 ever, and wns sure she wns not n Mimpson. "lies for whom the three tickets were intended Though thrccs ’ore years and ten >J'should not the wise and good associate to myself, nt lenst, thus much of diversion in my I “ Hnnil this to Miss Armstrong!’ said I to wishing to reserve the privilege of handing was quietly setting forth the difficulties o f pro­ llavc wasted away, like a talc that is told, curing vouchers, and recommending to Mrs. The lives of other men. , provide p enty of innocent piddle aim,sen,cuts , adventure. i t|lc footllml)) pourjng ou, „ ,)f j one to Miss Mimpson,should she tun, out civ- —under the manngement of suitable persons, , ’Somewhero about two o’clock, 1 left day-1 j il and presentable Mimpson not to subject herself to the morti­ The third, of course, was 1 am not old —though friends and foes j while they aim nt tlinsni,io time to form high , ligin behind, and plunged into M ark’s Lane. fication of n refusal. Old Mimpson bucked Alike have gone to their graves, Miss Bellamy, you mean, sir.’ It0 Aliss Bellamy's chaperon, whoever that | <!r nll<' Plll*or bastes ? ____ Up otic side and down the other—‘Mimpson up this advice with a stout approval, and this .And left me alone to mv jnvs or mv woes, ‘ I rose mid bowed, and, w ith ns grave a , “ ''fiB t Be, mid the party ‘ m ight’ lie extended As a rock in the mi 1st of the waves. brought Mrs. Mimpson out ‘horse nml font,’ and Co.’ at last, on a small brass plate, set i courtesy ns I could eomtnand, expressed my to 11 quartette hy the ‘Monsieur ,1c 'I rop’ ot ' and she declared that she would submit lo TIIE FA MI LY CIRCLE. j n grccn b1nizo .,k7 - ' V i,h •">’ •»ni,o„on0,i ( n t ) n v n „,. I am not old — 1 c.nnnpt ho old, the hour—’cel, scion.- Quite a dramatic plot; anything, do anything, give anything, rntlmr Though tottering, wrinkled and gray; eoat nearly wiped ofi m y shoulder by the Though my eyes are dim and my marrow is cold, ! latny—through Tnomns. the footman! Miss ! "'ns|> 1 if. than f(lj| tbj, (|nr];ng object of her ambition Aa intellectual repast, composed of die choicest strength o f the p tilly, 1 shoved through, and Call me not o, 1 to-day. ‘viands’ of the Literarj market. Bellamy burst into a laugh, and wns pleased ‘ I knew that L a d y ------ was not very well, j She would feel under eternal,Inexpressible ob- emerged in a large room, with twenty nr For early memories around me throng, to compliment my American manners, mid in J 1111,1 " 'O,|B1 Be found at home by the messen-, ligations to any friend who would procure,for ..........the Home Journal. Ith i.ty clerks perched on high stools, like j ten , „ jnuteB wo were a very me,tv ' pair o f i RPr ('"-v l’<’*t-boy,)mnl there wns time enough Old limes and manners and men. herself and daughter, admission for hut one As I look behind on my ion rimy so long BROtVNs DAY WITH TIIE MIMPSONS. n menagerie. friends, and she accepted my arm for a stroll Between *“»ip and coffee to go to Loudon night lo Almaek’s. Of threescore miles an 1 ten. irst door right.’ said the nearest man, lbvou„b tbe g|.ou„ (|s, carefully avoidin'’ tb(. ! ""<1 Back, even without die spur in his poek- I’. WII.I.IS. •And then Came in the sweet voice of Miss w iih o u , rinsing Ins eyes from the desk, in re- fl.igi(, llpigbborlloo(1 o f M rs. / lil)lp son. ° ! ot. 1 lo >k behind, and am once more young, Bellamy, ‘who knew it was both wrong and ruyar.t, and brave, and bold. W e got down from an omnibus in Charing ! I’ty to my inquiry for Mr. Mimpson. ‘Of course I set about picking Miss Bella- ; ‘Tiie hell rang, and Miss Bellamy tank her­ s illy, hut she would give ten years o f her life And my heart can sing, ns of yore it sung, Cross. ‘I entered a closet, lighted by a slanting Before they called me old. niy’s brains for what information I wanted.— self off to dress. I went to my carpet-bag, to go to one o f Alm aek’s halls, and in a long ‘Sovereign or ha’penny?’ snid the end, rub-' *k.' I'glit, in which sat my man. She turned out quite the nicest creature I lind in the bachelor quarters o f the house, and conversation she had had w ith M r. Brown on I (hi not see her — the old wife there — hing tile coin between his tliuiuh imd-finger. ‘Mr. John Mimpson?’ Shrivelled, and haggard, and gray, seen in England—fresh, joyous, natural and through a discreet ‘entretien’ with the maid the subject that morning----------.’ But I look on her blooming, and soft, and fair, ‘Sovereign, of course!’ said 1!----------confi­ ‘ M r. John M im pson?’ . , , , ,. , who hrutlght me hot water, became somew hat ‘All!’ interrupted Lady S------ , ‘ i f it had As she was ou her weduiug day. ‘After this brief dialogue of accost, I pro-j1 . 5 "8 "'"9 tlekvered °vcr ,0 l,,!r dently, pocketing the change which the man informed as to my fair friend’s position in the been the M r, Brow n, von would have bail had ready for the emergency in a hit o f brown C<1 ,ll-v totter, and had a second’s leisure to bodily, by her keeper and feeder, she made sons, family. She was the daughter of a gentle­ very little trouble about it.' 1 do not see von. daughters and pnpcr. ' J examine my new friend while he ran Iiis eye scruple o f promenading me th ro ’ the grounds In the likeness of women and men, man who had seen better days. T lu ty lived ‘ And w ho is “ th e " M r Brow n?’ asked M rs. But I kiss you now ns 1 kissed you once, It wns a muggy, misty London twilight. 1 1,10 He wns a rosy, wcll-coti- till the dressing-bell—four o f the most agreea­ in a retired eottage in the neighborhood; and, M impson, Aly fond little children then- wns coming up to town from Blacheath, mid |,1il.k’,IC,1’ ''gl't-skinned little mail, with black ble hours 1 linvc to record in my travels. as Miss Bellamy and a youugcr sister were •The pet nnd ‘protego’ of the only lady in the crowded vehicle had chanced to encoini- ,"llr " " 1 looko(l likp n l’onr 011 n cl|,iir. (Hang 'By Miss Bellamy’s account, my advent And ns my own grandson rides on my knee, both very highly accomplished, they were us­ patroness I do not visit,’ said Lady S------ , Or plays with his hoop or Kite, ter my eon,patriot B---------- (,-all it Brown), lkp Bothering rhymes.) His legs were com- that day was looked upon by Mrs Mimpson ually asked to the Lodge, whenever there ‘and uiduekily, ton, the only one who thinks I can well recollect 1 was merry as he — who bail been lionizing the Tham es Imine'.
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