The Continental Monthly, Vol. 4, No. 1, July, 1863: Devoted to Literature and National PolicyVarious
History
The Continental Monthly, Vol. 4, No. 1, July, 1863: Devoted to Literature and National Policy
Various
Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals; United States -- Politics and government -- 19th century -- Periodicals
It was bright and early one winter morning that two tall, raw old
farmers drove up to the 'West India Goods and General Emporium'
establishment, and emerging from an avalanche of buffalo robes, made
good their way into the back part of the store, where the customary knot
of hangers-on was gathered around the stove, to drag through the day,
doing nothing and talking politics. A single look convinced the
proprietor that he was wanted 'professionally;' he was informed that
they wished to have a deed executed. With great presence of mind, Abijah
concealed every symptom of growing palpitation, and led the way out of
the store into the kitchen of his house near by, where Mrs. Witherpee
was busy ironing, and several little Witherpees at 'sixes and sevens'
about the floor.
Like all justices, he thought it of prime importance to be assured that
the instrument had been drawn up in proper shape, though he consumed
about five times the time ordinarily devoted to such preliminaries. His
protracted scrutiny would have alarmed the parties in waiting, less
gifted as they were in the mysteries of legal lore, had it not been for
a generous approval that he gave at intervals, of 'Wells' and 'Ahems',
in a tone that was intended to let them know he was doing them a special
favor to think so well of what they had submitted.
'Well, my friends,' he remarked, laying down the sacred document, 'it
seems that at this stage of proceedings, the statute requires that--'
and then a pause which was solemn enough.
''Squire, hadn't I ought to sign that 'ar now?' timidly suggested one of
the party. The 'Squire was taking a hasty run over the pages of the
'Town Justice' for instruction in such emergencies, but finding none, he
kept on at a venture, and replied with native dignity: 'I decide you'd
ought to.'
While the 'grantor' was 'putting his hand and seal' to the deed, in the
largest-sized penmanship that can conveniently be displayed on half a
foot of paper with all the advantages of a slant up hill, the magistrate
had arrived at the place desired, and was now 'in his element.' Kindly,
and yet with no lack of firmness, he is said to have turned to Mrs.
Witherpee and observed:
'Wife, I think you'd better go into the next room and take the children
with you!'
After this fraction of the family had been removed to a place of safety,
the prudent husband and father continued:
'Hold up your hands! You severally and solemnly swear that this is all
right, true, and legal, according to the provisions of the Constitution
of the United States, and the laws and regulations of the State of----.
So help you God, gentlemen, and me, Abijah Witherpee, Justice of the
Peace, fee two shillings.' There is reason to believe that both parties
experienced a sense of relief when the crisis was over, and the
requirements of the law had been satisfied.
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