The Mississippi Creole. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 1841-1851, 1848-02-26
A story Of a Leap year.
Sam. Smith sat a home, On New Years

Sam. Smith sat At home, on New YEARS. day
in disbabille. His beard was unahaved, his
hair was u~ncombed, his boots were unblacken-
and he las leaning back in a picturesque
attitude, with hisheelsa guinsgt the mantlePieee,
smoking a cigar. Sam. thought to himself
that it was leap year, and how glorious it would
be if the ladies could be induced to pop the
question, in accordance with their ancient pri-
vileges. As he sat watching the smoke which
so gracefully curled, his fancy glowed with
theidea. How delightful it would be to have
the dear creatures f%ondling on him, and with
tender glances endeavoringto do the agreeable!
AS he meditated bis heart s%oftened, and he be-
gan to feel a squeamish, womanish sensibility
diffuso itself over his feelings, and thought he
would faint with Propriety the first time a
young lady should squeeze his hand.
crap, rap, raP,' sounded at the door. Sam.
peeped through the Venetian blinds. "Mer-
Cyl" exclaimed he, elf here isn't Miss Jones,
and | all in dishabille, and looking like a fright
goodness gracious! must go, right away,
and fix myself"
AS he left the room Miss Jones entered, and
with composed air intimated that she would
wait. Miss Susan Jones was a firm believer in
woman's rights, and now that the season was
propitious, she determinee to take advantage
thereof, and do a little counting on her own
hook. 1t was one of woman's privileges,
which had been usurped BY the tyrant, man,
and she was determined to assert her rights, in
spite of the hollow formalities of a false sys-
TEN of society.
Meanwhile, with a FACILITATING heart, Sam
Smith went through a series Of personal adorn.
ments. The last twist was given to his collar
the last curl to his whiskers, and, with white
cambria in hand, he descended to the parlor
Miss Jones rushed to receive him, and g%raspins
his hand with fervor, said dearest, how
beautiful you look,'' accompanying her words
with a glance of u~ndisguised admiration.
"Spare the bushes of a modest young man,
said Sam, applying his cambria to his face tc
hide his confusion.
"Nay, my love, why 50 coy?" said Susan
{" turn not away those lovely eyes, dark as tn,
jet, but sparkling as the diamond. Listen II
the vows of fond affection. Here let us rest,'
said she, drawing him to a sofa; " here, witt
my arm round thee will l protest my true al
foction.''
"Leaye me, oh, leave me-" murmured Sam
stink of my youth, my inexperiencO-sPare
oh spare, my PaIpitating heart"
"Leave thee" said Susan, pressing hin
closer to her; =" never, until the story of rest
less nights, Of %unquiet days, of aspiration
fond emotions, and undying love, is laid before
thee. Know that for years | have nursed 70
thee a secret pas sion, Need | tell how eaci
manly beauty moved me; how | worshippet
like a sun-hower in the lurid light of thos,
scarlet %tresses; how my fond heart was entrap
ped in the meshes Of those magnificent wits
kers; how | was willing to yield up TO the gov
eminent of that imperial; : tn, manners, s.
modest, so delicate, enchanted me-joy to m
for thy joy was nv joy. Ny heart IS thine
take take it-but first let me snatch on
Kiss from those ruby lips"
The over-wrought feelings of the delicat
youth were too strong, and he tainted from ex
cess Of joy. Meanwhile the enamored Made.
hung fondly over him, and
Slowly the eyes of Samuel Smith opened
he gazed wildly round him--then meeting til
ardent gaze of his " %lover,'' he blushed deeply
and behind his handkerchief family %faltere
but" Ask my pa."--ReueiNe.