LOVING A WHOLE FAMILY.

Globe, Volume XXII, Issue 2052, 21 September 1880, Page 3

LOVING A WHOLE FAMILY.

* I don’t want to make any trouble, but there is one man in this city who onght to be gibbeted !’ began a blunt-spoken woman of forty-five as she stood before the officials of the Twentieth street station a day or two ago. When they inquired for particulars she handed out a letter and said :

•Observe the envelope. That letter is addressed to me. Yon will ree that the writer calls me his jessamine, and ha wants me to set an early day for the wedding.’ When the captain had finished the letter she was ready with another, adding : • And this is addressed to my daughter Lucretia. You will see that be calls her his rosy angel, and he says he can’t live if she doesn’t marry him. It’s the same man,’ So it was, and his letter was as tender as spring chicken. That finished, she handed out a third, with the remark : • This is directed to my daughter Helen. It’s the very same man, and in it he calls her his pansy, and he says he dreams of her.’

‘ Why, he seemed to love the whole family.’ remarked the captain.

‘That's just it I’m a widow with two daughters, and ho was courting us all at once, and engaged to tho three of us at the same time. Oh! what wretches there are In this world.’

• Yes, indeed. It’s lucky you found him out.’

‘ Yes, it is. If I hadn’t he might have team-d the whole caboodle of us. It Lucretia hadn't opened one o! my letters, and if I hadn’t searched the girls’ pockets while they were asleep, wo’d have thought him an innocent lamb.’

• And do you want him arrested ?' ‘ No, I guess not. But I want this matter to go into the papers as a warning to other women. Just think of his sitting up with me on Sunday nleht, Lucretia on Wednesday night, and Helen on Friday night, and calling each one of us his climbing rose! Oh ! air, tho women ought to know what a deceiving animal man la I’ ‘Yes, he’s pretty tough.’ *lt has learned mo a lesson,’ she said, as aha was ready to go- ‘ The next man that comes sparking around my house has got to come right out and say which he’s after. If it’s the girl?, I won’t ray nothing ; and if it’s mo, It won’t do ’em a bit of good to slain things around and twit me of burying sm> husbands I’—” Detroit Free Press.”