MRS. BULLFROG.
Br NATHANIKL ltA"VTIIOUNK.
It makes mo melancholy to sec how
like fools some very sensible people act
in the matter of choosing wives. They
perplex their judgments by a most un
due attention to littlo niceties of per
sonal appearance, habits, disposition,
and other trifles which concern nobody
but the lady herself. An unhappy gen
tleman, resolving to wed nothing short
of perfection, keeps his heart and
hand till both get so old and with
ered that no tolerable woman will
accept them. Now, this is the very
height of absurdity. A kind Providence
has so skillfully adapted sex to sex and
the mass of individuals to each other,
that, with certain obvious exceptions,
any male and female may bo moderate
ly happy in the married slate. The
truo rulo is, to ascertain that the
match is fundamentally a. good onc.and
then take it for granted that all minor
objections, should their be such, will
vanish if you let them alone. Only put
yourself beyond hazard as to the real
basis of matrimonial bliss, and it is
(scarcely to be imagined what miracles,
in the way of recognizing smaller in
congruities, connubial love will ell'ect.
For my own part, I freely confess
that, in my bachelorship, 1 was pre
cisely such an over-curious simpleton
as I now adviso the reader not to be.
My early habits had gifted mo with a
feminine sensibility and too exquisite
refinement I was the accomplished
graduato of a dry goods store, where,
by dint of ministering to tho whims of
lino ladies, and suiting silken hoso to
delicate limbs, and handling satins,
ribbons, chintzes, calicoes, tapes, gauze,
and cambric needles, I grew up a very
lady-liko sort of a gentleman. It is
not assuming too much to allirm that
the ladies themselves wero hardly so
lady-liko as Thomas Hullfrog. So pain
fully acute was my sense of female im
perfection, and such varied excellence
did I require in tho woman whom I
could love, that there was an awful
risk of my getting no wife at all. or of
being driven to perpotrato matrimony
with my own imago in tho looking
glass. Besides the fundamental prin
ciple already hinted at, I demanded tho
fresh bloom of youth, pearly teeth,
glossy ringlets, and tho whole list of
lovely items, with the utmost delicacy
of habits and sentiments, a silken tex
ture of mind, and, abovo all, the virgin
licart. In a word, if a young angel
Just from Paradise, yet dressed in earth
ly fashion, had come and ofl'ercd mo her
hand, it is by no means certain that I
hould havo takon it There was every
chance of my becoming a most miser
able old bachelor, when, by tho best
luck in the world, I mado a journey
into another state, and was smitten by,
and smote again, and wooed, won and
married tho present Mrs. Hullfrog, all
in tho space of a fort nigth. Owing to
theso cxtemporo measures, I not only
gavo my bride eredit for certain per
fections which havo not as yet como to
light, but also overlooked a few trifling
defects, which, howover, glimmered on
my perception long before, tho eloso of
the honeymoon. Yet, as thorn was no
mistake about tho fundamental princi
ple aforesaid, 1 soon learned, as will
bo Been, to estimate Mrs. Bullfrog's de
ficiencies and superfluities at exactly
their proper value.
Tho same morning that Mrs. Bullfrog
and I eamo together as a unit, wo took
two seats in the stago-coaeh and began
our journey towards my place of busi
ness. There being no other passengers,
Wo wero as much alono and as free to
give vent to our raptures as if 1 had
hired a hack for the matrimonial jaunt.
My brido looked charmingly in a green
Bilk calash and riding-habit of pelisso
tloth; and, whenever her red lips parted
with a smilo, each tooth appeared like
tin inestimable pearl. Such was my
passionate warmth that wo had rattled
out of tho village, gontlo reader, and
wore as lonely as Adam and Eve in
Taradiso I pleaded guilty to no less
freedom than a kiss. Tho gcntlo oyo
of Mrs. Bullfrog Bcarcoly rebuked mo
for tho profanation. Emboldened by
her indulgence, I throwback the calash
from her polished brow, and suflored
my fingers, whito and delicate as her
own, to stray among those dark and
glossy curls which realized my day
dreams of rich hair.
"My love," Bald Mrs. Bullfrog, ten
derly, "you will disarrange my curls."
"0 no, my swoot Laura!" replied I,
till playing with tho glossy ringlet.
'Even your fair hand could not manage
u curl more dolicatoly than mine. I
proposo myself tho ploasuro of doing
tip your hair In papers overy evening
at tho same tlmo with njy own."
"Mr. Bullfrog," repeated she, "you
must not disarrange my curls."
This was spoken in a mora decided
tone than I had happoncd to hear, until
then, from my gentlest of all gentle
brides. At tho eamo tlmo sho put up
her hand and took rulno prisoner; but
merely drew It away from tho forbidden
ringlet, and then immediately released
it. Now, I am a figoty little man, and
always lovo to havo something in my
fingers; bo that, being debarred from
my wifo'a curls, I looked about me for
any other plaything. On tho front seat
of (he ooach thero was ono of those
email baskets in which traveling ladies
who arc too del lea to to appear at a
public table generally carry a supply
of gingerbread, klscuiU and cheese,
ookl ham, and other light refreshments,
merely to sustain nature to the jour
ney's end. Such airy diet will some
times keep them in pretty good flesh
for a week together. Laying hold of
this same little basket, I thrust my
hand under tho newspaper with which
it was carefully covered.
"What's this, my dcarP" cried I; for
tho black neck of a bottle popped out
of the basket.
"A bottle of Kalydor, Mr. Bullfrog,"
said my wife, coolly taking the basket
from my hands and replacing it on the
front seat
There was no possibility of doubting
my wife's word; but I never knew a
genuine Kalydor, such as I use for my
own complexion, to smell so much like
cherry-brand'. I was about to express
my fears that tho lotion would injure
her skin, when an accident occurred
which threatened moro than a skin
deep injury. Our Jehu had carelessly
driven over a heap of gravel and fairly
capsized the coach, with the wheels in
the air and our heels where our heads
should havo been. What became of my
wits I cannot imagine; they havo al
ways had a pcrservo trick of deserting
mo just when they wero most needed;
but so it chanced, that in the confusion
of our over-throw I quito forgot that
thero was a Mrs. Bullfrog in tho world.
Like many men's wives, the good lady
served her husband as a stepping-stone.
I had scrambled out of tho eoacli and
was instinctively settling my cravat,
when somebody brushed roughly by
me, and I heard a smart thwack upon
tho coachman's car.
"Take that, you villian!" cried a
strange, coarse voice. "You havo ruin
ed me, you blackguard! 1 shall never
bo tho woman I havo been!"
And then eamo a second thwack.aim
ing at t ho driver's other ear; but which
missed it, and hit him on tho nose, caus
ing a tcrriblo effusion of blood. Now,
who or what fearful apparition was in
flicting this punishment on tho poor
fellow remained an impenetrable mys
tery to mo. Tho blows wero given by
a person of grisly aspect, with a head
almost bald, and sunken cheeks, appar
ently of tho feminino gender, though
hardly to bo classed in the gentler sex.
Thero being no tcetli to modulate tho
voice, it had a mumbled fierceness, not
passionate, but stern, which absolutely
mado mo quiver like a calf's foot jelly.
Who could tho phantom boP Tho most
awful circumstance of the afl'air in yet
to bo told, for this orge, or whatever it
was, had a riding-habit like Mrs. Bull
frog's, and also a green silk calash
dangling down her back by the strings.
In my terror and turmoil of mind I
could imagine nothing less than that
tho Old Nick, at tho moment of our
overturn, had annihilated my wife and
jumped into her petticoats. This idea
seemed tho moro probable, since I
could nowhere perceive Mrs. Bullfrog
alive, nor, though I looked very sharply
about tho coach, could 1 detect any
traces of that beloved woman's lody.
There would have been a comfort in
giving her Christian burial.
"Come, sir, bestir yourself! Help this
rascal to set up tho coach," said tho
hob-goblin to mo; then, with a territio
screech to tho three countrymen at a
distance, "Nero, you fellows, ain't you
ashamed to stand oil' when a poor wo
man is in distress?"
Tho countrymen, instead of fleeing
for their lives, came running at full
speed, and laid hold of tho topsy-turvy
coach. 1, also, though a small-sized
man, went to work like a son of Anak.
Tho coachman, too, with tho blood still
streaming from his nose, tugged and
toiled most manfully, dreading, doubt
less, that tho next blow might break
his head. And yet, bemauled as tho
poor fellow had been, ho seemed to
glance at mo with an eye of pity, as if
my easo wero moro deplorable than his.
But 1 cherished a hope that all would
turn out a dream, and seized tho oppor
tunity, as wo raised tho coach, to jam
two of my lingers under tho wheel,
trusting that tho pain would awaken
mo.
"Why, hero wo are, all to rights
again!" exclaimed a sweet voice behind.
"Thank you for your assistenee, gentle
men. My dear Mr. Bullfrog, how you
perspire! Do let mo wipe your face.
)on't take this littlo accident too much
to heart, good driver. Wo ought to bo
thankful that none of our necks aro
broken."
"Wo might havo spared ono neck out
of tho three," muttered the driver,
rubbing his ear and pulling his nose,
to ascertain whether ho had boon culled
or not. "Why, tho woman's a witch."
1 fear that tho reader will not believe,
yet it Is positively a fact, that thero
stood Mrs. Bullfrog, with her glossy
ringlets curling on her brow, and two
rows of Orient pearl gleaming betweon
her parted lips, which wore a most an
gello smile. Sho had regained her riding
habit and calash from tho grisly phan
tom, and was, in all respects, the lovely
woman who had been sitting by my
side at tho Instant of our overturn. How
sho luul happened to disappear, and who
had supplied her placo, and whence she
did now return, were problems too knot
ty for mo to solve. Thero stood my wife.
That was tho ono thing certain
among a heap of mysteries. Nothing
remained but to help her into the
coach, and plod on, through tho jour
noy of tho day and tho journey of
life, as comfortably as wo could. As
tho driver closed tho door upon us,
I heard him whisper to the three coun
trymen, "How do you suppose a fellow fuels
shut np in a cage with a she-tiger?"
Of course this qucrry could have no
reference to my situation. Yet, unrea
sonable as it may appear, I confess that
my feelings wero not altogether so ec
static as when I first called Mrs. Bull
frog mine. True, sho was a sweet
woman and an angel of a wife; but what
if a Gorgon should return, amid tho
transports of our connubial, bliss, and
take tho angel's place. I recol
lected the talc of a fairy, who half tho
time was n beautiful woman and half
the time a hideous monster. Had I
taken that very fairy to be the wife of
my bosom? Wliilo such whims and
chimeras were flitting across my fancy
I bemin to look askance at Mrs. Bull
frog, almost expecting that tho trans
formation would bo wrought before my
eyes.
To divert my mind, I took' np the
newspaper which had covered the little
basket of refreshments, and which now
lay at tho bottom of tho coach, blush
ing with a deep-red slain and omitting
a potent spirituous fume from the con
tents of the broken bottle of Kalydor.
The paper was two or three years old,
but contained an article of several col
umns, in which I soon grew wonder
fully interested. It was the report of si
trial for breach of promise of marriage,
giving tho testimony in full, with fer
vid extracts from both the gentleman's
and lady's amatory correspondence.
The deserted damsel had personally ap
peared in court, and had borne encr
gctiu evidence to her lover's perfidy and
tho strength of her blighted afl'ections.
On tho defendant's part there had been
an attempt, though insulllcicntly sus
tained, to blast tho plaintifl's character,
and a plea, in mitigation of damages,
on account of her unamiablo temper.
A horrible idea was suggested by tho
lady's name.
"Madam," said I, holding the news
paper beforo Mrs. Bullfrog's eyesand,
though a small, delicate and thin-vis-aged
man, I feel assured that I looked
very .terrific "madam," repeated I,
through my shut teeth, "were you the
plaintifl'in this cause?"
"O, my dear Mr. Bullfrog," replied
my wife, sweetly, "I thought all tho
world knew that!"
"Horror! horror!" exclaimed I, sink
ing back on the scat.
Covering my face with both hands, I
emitted a deep and death-like groan, as
if my tormented soul were rending mo
asunder I, the most exquisitely fastid
ious of men, and whoso wife was to
have been tho most delicate and refined
of women, with all the fresh dowdrops
glittering on her virgin rosebud of a
heart!
1 thought of the glossy ringlets and
pearly teeth; 1 thought of tho Kalydor;
1 thought of the coachman's bruised
car and bloody nose; 1 thought of tho
tender love-secrets which sho had whis
pered to tho judge and jury, and a thou
sand tittering auditors and gave an
other groan!
"Mr. Bullfrog," said my wife.
As I mado no reply, she gently took
my hands within her own, removed
them from my lace, and fixed her eyes
steadfastly on mine.
"Mr. Bullfrog," said she, not unkind
ly, yet with all tho decision of her
strong character, "let me advise you to
ovorcomo this foolish weakness, and
prove yourself, to the best of your abil
ity, as good a husband ns I will bo a
wife. You havo discovered, perhaps,
some little imperfections in your bride.
Well, what did you expect? Women
aro not angels. If they were, they
would go to heaven for husbands; or,
at least, bo more dillleult in their choice
on earth."
"But why conceal thoso imperfec
tions?" interposed I, tremulously.
"Now, my love, aro not you a most
unreasonable littlo man?" said Mrs.
Bullfrog, patting me on tho cheek.
Ought a woman to disclose her frailties
earlier than her wedding day? Few
husbands, 1 assure you, make the dis
covery in such good season, and still
fewer complain that these trifles aro
concealed too long. Well, what a
strange man you are! Poh! you aro
joking."
"But tho suit for breach of promise!"
groaned I.
"Ah, and is that tho rub?" exclaimed
my wife. "Is it possible that you view
that afl'air in an objectionable light?
Mr. Bullfrog, I never could havo
dreamed it! Is it an objection that I
havo triumphantly defended myself
against slander and vindicated my pur
ity in a court of justice? Or do you
complain because your wife has shown
tho propor spirit of a woman, and pun
ished tho villain who trilled with her af
fections?" "But," persisted I, shrinking into a
corner of tho coach, however; for I did
not know precisely how much contra
diction tho proper spirit of a woman
would endure "but, my love, would
it not havo been moro dignified to treat
the villain with tho silent contempt he
merited?"
"That is all very well, Mr. Bullfrog,"
said my wife, slyly, "but, In that ease,
where would have been tho five thou
sand dollars which aro to stock your
dry-goods store?"
"Mrs. Bullfrog, upon your honor,"
demanded I, as if my life hung upon
her words, "Is thero no mistake about
those five thousand dollars?"
"Upon my word and honor thero la
none," replied she. "Tho jury gave
mo every cent tho rascal had; and I
have kept It all for. my dear Bullfrog."
"Thl'u, thou dettr woman," cried 1,
(with nn overwhelming gust of tender
ness, "let me fold thee to my heart
i The basis of matrimonial bliss is secure,
and all thy little defects and frailties
are forgiven. Nay, since tho result
has been so fortunate, I rejoice at the
wrongs which drove thee to this
blessed lawsuit. Happy Bullfrog th&t
lam."
Sad, But Can't be Helped.
A certain ring of half a dozen mn
have for tho past year been in tho habit
of mooting at a certain Detroit drug
storo every evening to tell stories and
indulge in gossip, and the way they
have hung on each time has been n ter
rible trial to tho druggist Tho other
day, after a severe struggle with himself,
he tackled one of tho coterie about it,
explaining:
"Of course I don't want to hurt your
feelings, but seems to mo you could break
up an hour earlier."
"Oli, no ofl'enso whatever," was the
reply, "but I'll toll you what tho troub
le is. If we could all go out together it
would be all right, but if one gets up
and starts oil' tho rest all talk about
him."
"How?"
"Well, if the Colonel goes out, tho
door hardly closes on him before some
body remarks that it is curious how lie
got his title as ho was in Canada all
through the war. If tho Judge follows
him sonic ono sa3's ho doesn't know any
more about law than a hog does of play
ing tho piano. If 1 go out, somo ono
hints that I had to leave Indiana for
setting my grocery on fire, and so
it goes. You see how embarrassing
it is?"
"I'll fix itaftcrthis," replied the drug
gist after a littlo reflection, and that
night, as 10 o'clock struck, a boy came
in and announced a big fire down town.
The gang went out in a body, and al
though the report was false not ono re
turned. Tho next night the boy an
nounced an accident around the corner,
and the next ho had a stabbing afl'air
near by. The gang soon tumbled to tho
racket, and now, as tho clock strikes 10,
every man rises to his feet and they go
out together. This places all on an equal
footing, and thero is only ono sad
thought connected with the scheme. It
is that the druggist and his clerk, who
must perforce be left behind, will slan
der and abuse the whole gang as soon
as their backs aro turned. Free Ffcss.
Where is Mr. Barnum Now?
A baby mermaid is on exhibition in
Edward W. Thomas's store at the cor
ner of West and Gi fiord streets. It is
the property of William A. Lawrence,
who lives at No. -10 Sabine street, and
is the male of the one recently sold to
Cornell University for $150. In ap
pearance it has absolutely nothing in
common with the fabled beings of pagan
antiquity. The flesh has been dried to
the bones, and tho wings, intended by
nature as a covering and protection for
tho body, are folded back, the head
pieco standing up very prominently.
Tho mouth is large and partly open,
showing two rows of sharply pointed
whito teeth. Tho expression of the
face, which bears a faint suggestion of
resemblance to the similar featuro in
tho human anatomy, is vicious and al
most ferocious. The legs are long,
slender and furnished at tho extremities
with web-like formations that in their
dried condition aro not unliko a doll's
feet. The length of the creature from
tho head to tho tip of the tail is about
sixteen inches. Syracuse Herald.
An Elfin Song.
Over the sunny meadow,. '
Down through the pinning plner,
Where inoi-seh tire clasped In fchailows,
Anil only the mica shines
O sweet are the woodland alters",
And bright arc the greenwood ways,
With their feet In the sparkling waters,
And their foreheads crowned with bays I
'TIs tho time when the sunset tinges
The last of the daytime hours,
And the bank Is hung with fringes
Of pluk azalea flowers.
TIs lute In the misty dim light,
And up to the amber stars,
The furies nrc floating out of sight
Over tho deodars.
And the Kit queen comes from the hillside
Under the light of the moon,
Where tho jasper doorways ojteti wide
At the sound of the silver shoou.
She sings down the woodland space
All under the dog-wood spray,
Where the violets hide their faces
Aud thluk of the rose-draped May.
There where the laurels quiver,
Where lovers meet and part,
She dreams of the cllln river
And sleeps on tho lily's heart.
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J. L. Dye, tho counterfeit dotector,
has In his possession two of tho most
unique counterfeits that havo obtained
circulation since Hill made himself fam
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he luul had but nine. This new genius
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that were it uot for somo of tho slightest
irregularities and tho fact tho bill blurs
when moistened, detection would uot bo
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Rird Cm-f., Ituby Cur
riagce, et.,
Candies and Nuts,
Stationary, School Rooks, Periodicals,
Novels, etc., of overy description.
ALL KINDS OF FRESH FRUITS
Always on hand.
We keep constautly on hand everythiu
usually kept in a first clot variety store.
ft.Orders from any part of thcountrj
will be promptly attomWd to.
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