The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1847-09-04
Vol. W..

Bro Smith, ! believe"
"No, sir," we replied; son the con
trarys go some distance down town.
The, little man suddenly rccollectel
| that he had ladies in charge, and beggee
we would excuse him. After shaking
hands with some fifty persons whom
we had never seen before, and answer
ing innumerable anxious enquiries rcla
tive to the state of our health, we man
aged TO reach the door, but could gel
no further, as the entire space beneath
the portico was densely crowded; here
umbrellas were not so scarce, but amid
the general confusion, the possessors
experienced some difficulty in finding
the persons they had come for. BY
and by the crowd became soYhewha,
thinned, and we commenced edging
our way out. We had neory reached
the sidewalk, when our eyes rested on
fairy-like form standing resignedly a
gainst one of the pillars that upheld the
porlico. A ray oflight from the church
door fell upon her person, and disclosed
a face Of surprising loveliness. She
appeared quite young, perhaps not more
than seventeen, and seemed entirely
unaccompanied-but by the occasional
glance towards the street, she evident
ly expected some one. Here was a
field for the philan,hropst; beauty un-
accompanied caught in the rain, and
without an umbrella; and being some
what of phianthropist, we at once
resolved to cultivate it. Stepping up
to her, we politely and respectfully en-
quired if she expected company TO call
for herl She answered in the aifirma-
tive, but expressed fears Of disappoini-
ment, as it was now getting late. We
then rendered her our arm and umbrel-,
la; 1--WE never lend umbrellas to strange
ladies unaccompanied by ourselves;(
they were accepted, and our very heart
trembled as we felt the yielding soft
ness of that exquisitely moulded arm
resting upon our own. We left the
church and by turning across the street
soon found ourselves alone. The rain
in the mean time had increased in vic,
lence; our umbrella was none of the
largest, but we contrived, by holding
all of it over our fair charge, to keep
her, at least, perfectly dry. To be
sure, in consequence Of this self-denial,
our fine plush hal was melting down
fast, and our bran new coat was getting
rather more than a necessary sspong-
ing ,"--but what of that. Hats are
cheap, and tailors credulous, besides,
1ivinities are not to be met with at all
lines. We had but one fear and that
was, that our walk would too speedily |
We wanted TO speak, we
wanted to say something SWEET: but
were never so much at a loss in our
lie before for subject. We couldn't
ook up at the heavens, and talk of the /!
stars, for there wasn't any to talk |
.bout--so in the absence of something
better we were obliged to fall back up
IN our favorite theme, and anathema-
Use the city fathers for not giving US
more light and ffag-stone crossings at
he intersection Of the streets; though |
or the first time in our life, we secret
y blessed them for the absence Of both,
or the almost Egyptian darkness, and
he profusion of duck ponds, which |
endered it absolutely necessary that
We should partly hand, and partly car
y our faircharge over the many watery
md muddy obstacles that presented
themselves, AT times when a more
han usually swollen gutter rendered it
Necessary to clasp her hand with a sort |
# non-commital feryency, we fancied
may, we were almost certain we felt
slight tremulous response. Oh! what
Hiss! what ecstacy! j: sent the blood
ingling 10 our very fingers ends, and
We could not help giving squeeze less
'quivocal than its predecessors. We
lad now walked some dozen squares.
nd were completely wrapped in an
lysium Of our own creation, when we
we're startled BY on exclamation from
ur sweet companion.
"Mercy on me! 1 havelost the way.n