Southport telegraph. [volume] (Southport, W.T. [i.e. Kenosha, Wis.]) 1840-1850, 1850-01-25
"A formal traverse p stammered Edgar. at

1t is--a trayerse--Why, con-
found 1t, Lint. where's my brain reeling to p
A traverse is-is meetng--from the
French, trIrerS, across. Yes, a coming u
cross form as lovely as that met just now
Blast the law Lint, amt it st. Valentines
day 2
fla, ha, ha, he, he, ha ? roared the lawyer
well, what was the rule in Shelley's case p
How will you rave that out ?
oh! that's perfectly plain replied Edgar,
promptly 1t was that--what word was it,
now Il have it---Why Shelley was drown
ed in the Mediterranean, wasn't he? He died a
little cracked, didn't he Well, it wis that the
word L0ue should not be construed to be a word
of purchase, but of affection
Linton could endureit no longer. S-pigs -
cried he, do you expect to do any thing so =
You arc rejected as sure as thunder! And all
my care is lost upon you. Why, they will pro-
nounce you mad, and commend you to the hos
pital.'
Edgar again soothingly asked, Isn't St. VAL
entine's day, Lint ? and walked heavily to the
window and gazed vacantly out into the street
The Lawyer murmured something about the
wreck of promising ambition, by silly, sim
pering, boarding-school Miss, and again fell into
his legal labarynth OF thought
Munger VS.. Stone, muttered he. There
must be a summons issued in this case. The
form--We command you in the name Of
the people of-This can't be it-Where's
Yates p The yonng Lawyer absenttly fumbled
over a worm-eaten volume of the law.
Here! here!' shouted Edgar, clappng his
hands with rapture; here she is Lint BY
Heavens III meet her again and in mo-
ment was again out in the street, strolhng along
as if his only object was to read the German
cards hung up over the walk.
'Hbrrlble!' exclaimed Linton, gazing down
the street after him. This fellow is absolutely
bewitched. shall not dare to let him 90 to the
court in this situation. --and look !! D-n
me; if it isn't Miss Richardson! There will be
the old boy to paw here lie must not become
acquainted with her-Tm bound it shall not
be. She is not of a crust with him. I'm resolv-
ed to put all end to this conception in some way.
She's too pretty for him. I'll fix him. Strata
gem is pardonable in these matters. | have it.
lie shall write her valentine. How capitally
thought Of
Edgar was again in the office, with an unnat-
ural fire in his eye. Some new scheme had ev-
identity Gained his frenzy, and lent the light Of
hope to many melancholy thought.
Did you see her q inquired he, with anX-
iety. what is her name, my good Linton 2
Viola Richardson replied the other with
the promptness of secret triumph.
Edgar proceeded, We'll, she shall have a val
entine never write one for nothing. Sym
pathy in this case, Lint, will 90 great way
VIII you write one if will {?
YES replied his friend, and they were both
soon engaged in strnging pretty thoughts to-
gether for the amusement of the innocent and
uufeigning Viola. The Lawyer inwardly eX-
ulIed that his plan was maturing itself so adj
~ effort biS
Edgar was no common composer, and soon
produced his little tribute to the fair. Linton
more designing, was not soon prepared for
the recital which was TO follow. But he at
length raised up with an air Of complaisance, and
called upon his student to read. The latter,
who had at once assigned the proper motive to
the anxiety Of his patron, that he should betray
the actual degree Of his entrGineal nj, resolved
not to commit himself ca parte.
After some parlcy Linton perceiving he could
not induce him to lead out, opened his Portfolio
and read his privileged billet, as follows;
"You are lovely-you are fair,
Yet can cheat like all the fair;
You are sweet in form and feature,
Yet waverng, tickle creature.
Our young boauX arc hoping, signing,
Whilst you're smiling, wheeding, lying;
You would ruin-they would WOO,
Who are slicst, they or you
VALENTINE.
Now for yours, Ed cried Linton, little
proud of his own begotten. 4 tell you, amt 1t
a sneezer for her vanity Yes, and lated it
250 Vignette Street, too. If 250 doesn't get an
independent slice from her talent, I'm the son Of
mink. You young Pole, let's hear your cpl
sode. The oysters. my sprg, that yours repre-
sents all the agoncs OF incpient love. A0Dtln
shorter. Come, out with it.
Tortured by this tanfaron, Edgar proceeded
with embarrassment:
How many joys hath life--how many ills,
That wreck and aliture in their turn the soul!
The moments pain or pleasure, sleeps or Kills
The minds feet lancics with dark uncontrul.
Those joys, fair girl, are centercd now in one!
To thy seraph form trip lightly by
To hone and dream when each day IS task is done,
\ smile from thee might this deep sigh.
And urging now lis ills-how fcartuly!
am stranger-tEy voices angel tone
Hath never startled and cnrapturcd me!
And Vet, know, know lis music's own.
oh: lis no silly sckenng frst-sight dream,
That bids my heart confess the charm it feels,
But wrought of Heaven, It's the homagt-gleam
yield to Beauty as the captive yields
Thou didst not know the hour gazcd on thee,
Fair charmer But twas sweecr thus-I live
In hope that hour may OFT return and see
What light to the gloomy heart that hope shall! give.
May not know thee yet ?-too soon-too soon
The sacred gift would smooth care-won brow!
And sill presumptiorls, hear me crave the boon
I'd know and love thee, fair one-teach me how!
Good said Linton, with a smack of his lips.
Il told you the truth, but let it go. Yours will
flatter, mine will confound Take them to the
office, Ed, and then copy and file this bill. 1t
should have been done yesterday.
While his worthy patron was propounding
these instructions, Edgar slyly wrote the follow
ing under his note
This might be answered by DIRECTING through
the post to Robbcspierre.'
To satisfy Linton, who needs must know this
appendage, he read it, substituting for the naIn9
Robbespierre, The Student. $50 Vignette ST.
and immedintely sailed forth to the Post Of
fee.
TO BE CoSTISUEp)
ATTEMPT To DEMoLIsH PRINTING OFFICE.
The Louisville Courier, of the 18th ult., says -
We learn by an extra from the Knoxville Wing,
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