Evansville weekly journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ind.) 184?-18??, 1848-03-16

STORY OF a LEAP YEAR.-The ST. Louis RsUeiHe
is responsible for the following. 1t is narrative of
what actually occurred, and for the entire truth of
which Solitaire pledges his word and honor:''
Sam Smith sat at home, on New Years day, in dis
habille. His beard was unshaved, his hair was un-
combed, his boots was unblacked, and he was lean
ing back in a picturesque attitude, with his heels
against the mantlepiece, smoking cigar Sam thought
to himself that leap year, and how glorious it
would be if the ladies could be induced to pop the
question: in accordance with their ancient privileges
He he sat watching the smoke which so gracefully
curled, his fancy gowed with the idea. How delight
full it would be to have the dear creatures fondlng
him, and with tender glances endeayorng to do the
agreeable! AS he meditated his heart soitened, and
he began to feel squemish womansh sensibility diff
fused itself his feelings and thought he would
faint with propriety the first time young lady should
squeeze his hand.
Rap, rap, rap sounded at the door, Sam peeped
through the Venetian blinds. Mercy" exclaimed
he, fhere isn't Miss Jones' and all in dishabille
and looking like fright-goodness gracious! Unjust
go, right away, and fix myselfn
As he left the room Miss Jones entered, and with
a composed air intinated that she would wait. Miss
Susan Jones was firm believer in woman's rights
and row that the season was propitious she determine
ed to take advantage thereof and do little counting
on her own hook 1t was one ofwomans privileges
which had been usurped by the tvrant, man. and she
was determined to assert her rights in spite of the
hollow formalities of false system of society.
| MEANWHILE, with palpatng heart, Sam Smith
went through series of personal adornments. The
last twist was given to his collar the last curl to his
whiskers, aud, with white cambria in hand, he de
seconded to the parlor Miss Jones rushed to receive
him, and graspng his hand with fervor said: 'Dear
est, how beautiful you hook, accompanying her words
with glance of undisguised admiration.
''Spare the bushes of modest young man." sait
Sam, applying his cambria his face to hide his con
fusion.
''Nay, my love, why so coy!" said Susan; turn
not away those lovely eyes, dark the jet, but spark
ling the diamond. Listen to the vows of fond af
fiction. Here let us rest,' said she drawing him tc
q sofa; ''here with my arm around thee will pro
test my true Affection
Leave me, oh, leave me-" murmured Sam; '.thinh
of my YOUTH my inexperence-spare oh spare, my
palpitating heart.''
Leave thee" said Susan, pressing him closer II
her; never, until the story of restles; nights of I'M
quiet days. of aspiration fond emotions and undyine
love- is laid before thee Know that for years have
nursed for thee a secret passion. Need tell how
each manly beauty moved me- how worshipped Ike
sun flower in the lurid light of those scarlet esses
| how my fond heart entrapped in the meshes 0
those magnificent whiskers; how l was willing I,
yield up to the government of that imperal thy man
ners, 50 modest, so delicate, enchanted me-oy to m
! for thy joy was my joy. My heart is thine-tak
ibut first let me snatch one kiss from thos
: ruby eyes"
The over-wrought feelings of the delicate you'll
were 100 strong, and he tainted from excess ofioy
Meanwhile the enamored maiden hung fondly owe
him, and
Slowly the eyes ofSanuel Smith opened-he gazet
| wildly round him-tten meeting the ardent gaze o
f his lover" he blushed deeply and behind his hand
kerchiet family faltered out-t4sk my pa