Wilmington journal. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1844-1895, 1848-04-28
MIKE CHAMBERS COURTSHIP,


The following letter from Tilted lover to
the editor of the Boston Bee, will repay Pc
rusal =
Mr. Bee Printer-My name is Mike Clan
ders; / liv in Barinton, NJ Hamshur, and
only jest wants to tell yew summit about my
fust and last attempt at cortin. One day felt
sort ov al-overshness-a sort of undiskriba-
BILE centsation-and, fur long time, ! culdn't
tell what allied me; but told ant Jane Jest a.
bout how did feel, and she said
"Why. yew pesky great lummux yew. yew
Ort tn 60 cortin rs
I" How yew tork % ses L "yew don't mean
that, ant Jane"
{" Yes dew, tho, every word ont !" ses ant
Jane " and yew ort to be ashamed ov yerself
for not goin afore this time"
Sich fork kinder skered me for while. env-
most to deth, and felt as foolish as uncle To-
bias did when he swept bosses "unsite and
unseen" and guy his old white switch tale for
single boss. Howsumever, | seemed to
feel as eff did hav a caul to 90 a. cortin, and
after thinkin over all the gals in town and out.
er town, made up my mind rite orr, that Je-
rewshy Edards was ''the gal for nv MUMMY"
So one brite moonlite mite, I Jest put on nv nu
hat and Sunday coat and trouses, and OFF I
started for Crate Fauls facktery, the place
where Jerewshy Edards was workin, and af
ter huffn it summit nj FIVE miles or so, as tite
as ever Good, it orlov SUDDEN cum up cloudy
like, and afore I'd got anuther mile, it raned
like Kane and Abel Oh, Jerewselum how
it did pore down. But | cudn't help il,
and so | put on steem, as the locomoters on
the rale ses, and fetcht rite up in frunt ov
number three factory, all of a SWEET AFTER
stoppin few minnits I'll git little breth,
went up abowt for pare ov stares and huntd
rownd tew see if cud find deer Jerewshy-I
cant help sain deer Jerewshy, for when got
inter Crate Fauls she did seem deerer few me
than aul the rest ov the wurld put tergether in
pile-and in a short time | diskiverd hur.
How the cretur did blush when she seed me
cummin rite up few her; the tarnul thing SEEM
ed tew know what | was arter Just as we'll as
did miself, and she askt the oversear if she
intent go owt. The oversear sed she mite,
and so Jerewshy and left the facktery for
her bordin hows, rite threw the rane and mud
without armberlla or emmy thing else but
them are clowds, over our beds, wetter than
Noers ark. When we got tew the dore, Jerew.
shy she sed tew me-
"Thur is gwine tew be temprans lecter in
our meatin hows tew mite, and | CUES weed
better go up thar
"Annywhere with you. Jerewshy," ses l.
''jest as yew sa, ony Jerewshy, thort shud
like Northumberland up aUith yn little
| a0hile te1U mite 70
Nike" seZ she, ''iest as sure as we an
gwine to the temprans lectur together, | shut
be proper glad to have yew dew it,
And then she opened the dore and axt mt
tew stop thare mint, while she went in tew
git armberiller, and then we wood starte
orfe. So thare waited flu minits, ard il
rained putty hard-I waited a good while Ion
ger, and it raned goodeal harder-I kept
watin and it kept ranin. Bimeby nockt al
the dore, but nobody cum out. ] kept nockr
and nobody kept cummin, till got consumed
mad 1t did seem as eff the blud was fire run
min thru my vanes;-why, there got my tenn
per up so alfred hot that the waiter Kissed as
it cum down on me, and | found it was nc
use to try to git any boldly tew here me, and
started for the meaten hows alone.
And now, would yew believe it when
/ got thare, the most konspikerous indewiduel
in that plaise was Jerewshy Edards-she that
had walked 10 miles in the rane tew sea
the verre saline gal that he'd put my self r
soke for. When she seed me kun inter the
meatin hows, she jest put hur thum on hel
noze and wigwagd hur ingurs at me- | turn
ed round karick, put my phase toward Berrin
ton lite hows, and | haint seen Jerewshy
Edards, nor been cortin sense. This heer is
fakt, Mistar printur, and if yewl print 1t for {
worning tew uthers, yewl ubleej.
Yourn, trewly,
MIKE CHAMBERS.