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The Love Affair
Two Boy* of the Period.
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TUESDAY, JUNE 18th 1878,
1 DOMESTIC TKAUEDl.
Nibhs weut boniest twelve, ’Twus unusually
late .
For him, and he made a conjecture
That loue Y’rs. N. won.d remain up and wait
His coming to give him a lecture.
He entered the house and began to excuse,
But she was too augt y to listen,
And, turning upon him, sue made rapid use
01 her tougue, while her eyes did g.isieu.
He cringed like a culprit awuitiug his doom,
And anneal the height oi her puHsion
Me Ual a reireu' u. the little hwuiooiu
And pluuned to escape i.icb a lashtu,’
He look up a bolster h t lay on u chair
Am. under a.e covers he rolled it,
Then, putting his boots, hi ascended the
sluirs,
And left her to foolishly scold it.
She entered the room and slit cu:finely said.
••You’re cruel und laise and unfeeling
Y'ou kuow tbut you are. and you cover your
head
As ii y ou were guilty of stealing !"
She put out the light, and she scorulully lay
Wnh bir back to the bulk without turning,
Fur fully two hours sh. sanded a^uy;
But when she dMcimred utxi morning
The ghostly decepiton she uttered a snrtek.
And swoi'Utu tor und hour, and was sick lot
a week.
For what he had done be pretended to
grieve
He patted and talked to her sweetly—
And yet on the aly he would laugh in his
eieuvea
To thiuk she waa conquered completely.
Regnmiug her health she became vary meek;
She murmured uo more when neglected.
Though be went at pleasure six nights in ihe
week,
But h* -ah, he little suspected
That there was a woman's resentment con
cealed
Away in bet bosom’s ripe kernel -
That closet whose contents are never revealed
• By any appearance external.
He came home one momiog between two
and three,
Expecting to find her u-weeping,
But, tip-toed in, was distracted to see
A couple apparently sleeping !
He turned up the light, and turned the air
blue
With sulphurous language that woke her,
Declaring that since she had proven antrue
He'd slaughter the villain and choke her.
He roared : “His blood shall atone for the
shame J”
She pleaded : "Oh, don’t kill my lover !
But, drawing his pistol, he leek steady aim,
And "zip” went a ball througn the cover.
Returning the glittering speeder of lead
Back into the hip pocket hohter,
He pulled down the blankets to find a man
dead
And there lay the innocent bolster !
e fell on hi* krtocs—and from that day to
tnis
i The two have enjoyed connubial bliss,
‘By George!’ exclaimed young
Torn Gordon at Fetcheinont’s par
ity) last spring, ‘if there ain’t the
\ nobbiest l.tokiug girl of the season.
Who is she, Wayne !’.
‘Which girl ? Where?' asked
Wayne, looking at half-a-dozen
pretty young ladies, and then in
quiringly at his frieud Gordon.
‘That one in the blue silk, with
the white lace thing-urn-a-jig on,’
answered Gordon, ‘sitting over
there in the corner talking with
old Uarshaw.’
‘Ah, that’s Miss Perry, from
Rochester,’ returned Wayut; ‘rich
as Croesus, they say ,aud the worst
flirt in America, 1 suppose.’
•Do you know her ?’ demanded
Wayne, all excitement, ‘if you
do, I wish you’d mauageto intro
duce me, I tell you what it is,
Wayue, I’m half in love with her
already.
‘You’d better be careful/ want
ed his friend, with fstherly solid
tude. ‘she’ll like nothing better
than adding you to her list of vic
tims. On the principle of some
thing young and tender,you know
like spring chickens.’
None of your chaffing,’ protest
ed Tom, conceitedly. ‘I'm quite
capable of taking cure ot mysel.,
thank you.’
‘Well, I’ll introduce you. She's
sent Uarshaw off alter something,
aud now’s our opportunity. Gome
along.’
Tom took Wayne’s arm amt
ttwy tuuUe their wny over to M.«s
Perry s corner.
‘Allow me to introduce my friend
Mr. Gordon,’ said Wayne, as the
young lady looked up with a smile
and a bow. ‘Mr. Gordon, Miss
Perry.’
Tom didu't cleatly remember
what happened for the next five or
six minutes, when he came to a
consciousness of what was traps-
pinng ou this muudaue sphere.
He was sitting by Miss Perry’s
side on the sola, and she was talk
ing away glibly, and he felt as
though he had been suddenly
triyialated to the celestial world.
Pretty soon Uarshaw came hack.
Ue was a bachelor ol 45 or there
abouts, and usually shy ot the wo-
told Wayne the next day. ‘I
couldn’t help laughing to see him.
He devoured every word he said,
and proved the truth of the old
saying, ‘No fool like an old fool,’
Very nearly what he has just
beeu telling me about you, espec
ially in the ‘spoon’ part of it,’
laughed Wayne, ‘I’ll tell you
what, my hoy, you've got to be
careful. Miss Perry is a flirt,and
she’d like no better fun than keep
ing you and Uarshaw on her hook/
‘I don’t believe she’s a flirt,’
burst out Tom. ‘Of course she
has any amount of attention paid
her,but she isn't to blape for that,
is she ? She can't snub a tjpllow,
and because she treatj them po
litely, some fellows are just con
ceited enough to thiuk she's in
love with them, and when they
find out their mistake they flare
up, aud declare she’s a flirt, when
she isu't to blame for their having
made fools of themselves.’
‘Well, if you understand the
case so well, be careful you don’t
place yourself in the list of those
conceited fellows/ suggested
W ayne, dryly.
‘I'll take care of myself,’ answer
ed Tom loftily. ‘Se old Harshaw
thinks I'm spoony about her, eh ?
Uarshaw'll get his nose .pulled, if
he isn't careful/
It was neck and neck between
the old boy and the young boy of
the period for the; remainder of
the season. But Miss Perry con
trived'to make both of them feel
confident that the other had no
show of success whatever, and
theiehy she kept them along to
her satisfaction,
When summer came, she left
ti wD tor Newport; and', two clays
after her departure, Tom packed
his things aud followed her. The
fii st person that he saw on alight
ing at the hotel, was Harshaw.
Ooufound the old fool!’ thought
Tom, ‘I’ll make it lively for him!
But she doesn’t care a continental
tor him If he wasu t the biggest
old-noodle iu the world, be d see
it too.
Oue, two, three weeks went by,
aud Tom and Harshaw began to
look daggers at each other. They
had come to the conclusion that
one or the orther of them had got
to withdraw from the field’, and
each was fully determined that he
wouldn’t be the one to do it, for
be was the favored one, and the
other had no business to annoy
Miss Perry with his attentions.
And it was evident that her tender
heart wouldn’t permit her to man-
men, but Miss Perry seemed to ; , , .
have succeeded in drawing him f ^ e8 t her attachment, except in a
out of his customary seclusion, i 8 ^ * so on B a8S e e ^ at ^
Ue evidently was fascinated by would pain the heart of the dig-
the young lady, for he gave Tom comfited rival,
a terribly fierce look,and attempt-1 O uo day the long-impending
ed to monopolize Mite Perry's at-| cr j fi j s ttrr j PC( | i I can't say just
teutions, and ignore the young j ll()W it cttme ft ij„ u t, but Harshaw
gentleman. But she mauaged tw ittud 'Tom of being ‘a ninny who
skillfully to divide her attentions,
and gave neither of them a chance
to complain of any lack ot interest
on her pnrt.
‘I never saw any one that I liked
half so well before,’ concluded
Tom, as he paced the soiitued of
his chamber that night. ‘Never T
Tom Gordon, in that diving Miss
Perry, behold your fate I Go in
aud win !’
‘If ever I saw o-cdtuplete case of
•poBBi, it's that old Hawhaw,’ he
hadn't brains enough to take a
hint,’ and Tom responded that
‘he was thankful that he wasn’t
the biggest fool of the season ;’and
from that the quarrel grew worse,
and resulted in a challenge and
an agreement to meet each other
next morning.
The ‘next morning’ came. The
old boy was nervous and figoty,
and the young boy was consider
ably more so. What if the quar
rel should result iu death ? The
thought was awful. It would be
little loss than murder.
It was with such thoughts as
these that the rivals met each oth
er in a secluded spot. The first
discovery on their arrival was,
that both of them had forgutten to
provide themselves with seconds.
‘We can’t fight without them,’
said Harshaw, whose laise teeth
would chatter in spite of himself.
‘We'd better wait till to-morrow.’
‘Look here,’ burst out Tom,
very pale, and his hnnds shaking
like a leaf, ‘I don’t liko that way
of doing business, I—I have too
much respect for your gray hairs,
Harshaw, to shoot, you down in
cold blood.’
‘And I’ve too much regard for
my honor to tight with a boy,’
cried Harshaw, who felt like hug
ging Tom. ‘It would not be fair
play for either, of us. Can’t we set
tle it in some other way ? Ap
point a referee, or something of
that sort.
‘I’ll tell you the best wav,’ said
Tom. ‘Refer the case to Miss
Perry, and let her decide it. Ol
course it will be embarrassing
lor Ler, and you’ll’—Tom was go
ing to say that Harshaw would
probably feel like an old tool when
she gives her decision against him,
but thought better of it, und stop
ped before he had said it,
‘Agretd !'cried Harshaw. ‘Let’s
go and see her now, aud have the
thing done with.’
‘All right,’ declared Tom, and
they set off.
Miss Perry was walking on the
beach when they found her.
‘You tell her,’ suggested Tom,
beginning to feel scared.
‘You tell her,’ pleaded Harshaw,
about as fidgety as ho had been
when death seemed staring him in
the face hall an hour before.
‘Well, here goes, then t’ an
swered Tom, clearing his throut.
‘Good morning, Miss Perry. Mr.
Harshaw and myself have had a
dispute, und, us it was about yon,
ws concluded you were the proper
person to settle it.
‘Well,what is it, Mr, Harshaw?’
asked Miss Perry, smilingly turn
ing to that gentleman, who grew
pale and then red, and finally
burst out—
‘I—I love you I wish you’d
marry me.’
‘And 1 love you. Will yen
marry me ?’ cried Tom, looking
unutterable things at poor Har-
shan, who was wiping his face
vigorously, while the perspiration
ran down it in a little stream.
Miss' Perry laughed till she
cried.
‘Oh, dear! how funny 1’ she
managed to soy, at last ‘How
you do look I' aud began to laugh
again.
•I dont see anything funny about
it,’ and Tom looked serious
enough for a funeral.
Nor I,’ averred Harshaw sol
emnly.
Perhaps you don't, hut I do,’
said she,almost choking with mer-
iment. ‘I don't think that I can
marry either of you, because’—
‘Why?’ cried Tom and Har
shaw both together,
‘Because'I have promised Mr,
Wayne that I would marry him,
and I shouldn't know what to do
with three hnebttnds,' auswered
Miss Terry, sweetly.
Tom looked at Harshaw, Har
shaw looked at Tom. They were
bliud no longer,
‘Allow mo to congratnlate yon
fbrtiinall escape,’ said
iug some simple conveniences long
needed by the good housewife to
lighten her work. Indnetry al
ways finds work to do.
Don't Murry In Haste-
Girls talk all alike about mar
rying, as though it was a jubilee,
a gladsome thing, a rose without
a thorn, and so it is^if all is right,
if they go about it as rational be
ings, instead of merry-making
children. It is a serious thing te
marry. It is life business. There
fore never do if in haste, never run
away to get married; never marry
for wealth, or standing, or fine
person, or manners, but for both
for the qualities of the mind and
heart which makes an honorable
mau. Take time, think long and
well before you accept any pero-
pneal, consult your parents, then
some judicial friend, then ysur
own judgement. Learn all that
is possible for you to lsarn of your
proposed husband. When all
doub's have been lemoved, and
not till then, accept him.—Chica
go Ledger.
A Fact Worth Knowing.
Set a pitcher of ice water in a
room inhabited,and ina few hours
it will have absorbed nearly all
the perspiration gasses of the
room,the air of which will become
purer,but the water utterly filthy.
This depends upon the fact that
the wather has the faculty of con-
den-ing and thereby absorbing
almost all the gasses. At ordirta-
temperature a pint ot water will
contain a pint of oarbouic acid gas
and several pints of ammonia.—
This capncity in iienrly doubled by
reducing to that of ice. Hence water
kept in a room a while is always un
fit for use, and should be often re
moved, whether it has become warm
of not. Aud for the same reason the
wa ev in a pump should be pumped
out lit tho morning before any is u 8 od.
That which lias stood in a pitcher
over night iu not fit for coffee water
iu the morning. Impure water is ss
injurious to health as imptiro air,and
every person should provide (he
means of obtaining fresh pure water
for our domestic usfc.—ISx.