The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1850-11-16

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iom Triangle was mH shun At college
fif was, for the most part a cl"ver, good
humorcd fellow, though somewhat less
addicted to learning than to gin and 10
king Often do the merry hours that we
spent together come back and look me IN
the taCe-not pale and ghost like, but
fresh and breathing, with pleasant and
familiar sInies-come and dance round
me with their "quips and cranI<s, and
uproarlous daughters, with the odor of fra
81 nj Havanas floating in their yellow
| c%s; and now and then Iur,dly shining
'arpnEh clouds OF smoke, the face OF some
ju'ur or Professor cleaning with immor-
tai Indignation.
But, "e'0o, sine riiiS there was one
exception to Toms good humor. He
would suffer no jokes upon his name
Truly, It was an unfortunate name; and
as VIII Winston was wont to say, 'nei-
ther looked well written, nor sounded
well spoken, besides beng nearly as dam
gerous to alter as those nlne-cornered
Dutch 0aths that came 80 near choking
William rsty Upon all other subjects
even though at his own expense, his hugh
was ree and hearty; but whichever his
name was the text. ioin groWled ard look
ed "oItsh. 1t was evidently a sore sub
jrcl with him, but exactly why, none
knew. He was 50 Well liked, that tins
singular humor wa, generally respected;
nut one day, a classmaIe more waggish
than wise Shaping him on the shoulder,
SAID:
"ion, I've problem for you.
estate it, said Iny cnnm
~ the thrrr ANGLES OF right-angled
triangle are equal to two right angles,
what ore the angles OF a Tom Triangle
equal to"
"SlI," replied my chum, s'ii you must
push your investigations SO far beyond
the books, II demonstrate a Tom TRAN
Gle you at ten PAGES p
He did SO, and the curious student sac
.Ificed a finger to the cause Of science
AT remote and Uncertain periods, also,
varying lron one to two weeks. Tom be-
came gloony and distracted; sighed, NUT
tered lnd.s'lnctiy OF destiny, and read
,trm dc irte Amand,,e i Rcaedio Amoyis.
| suspected him. He said hard things of
women III general My suspicious chan
g"d to conviction. The blind archer had
winged him, giving one of those wounds
that "klll not, but ne'er heal . He shun
ned women now-it must then be an old
matter l determined to probe him.
"lom." SAID, ], one evening, as he lean
ed back i'll MS easy chair, laziiv watching
the smoke from his cigar, which. for
moment, lovingly en2eloped his nose,
and then curled slowly pward in blue
wreaths 10 the cellns; tom have you
ever been IN lnveP'
Rom sald nothing, but ne cad a; his
Oi-ar grew very I'D, and terCr glance
snot Jut IRON uauci his eyebrows.
"My dear Iriow,' SAID ], repeating
the Question, and not seeming 10 notice
these signs OF storm, nave you ever
been III iUye p.
~ IS , tnun0errd he, starting up like
a she'll from mortar, and lpsettlng a
chair upon my tpndelest corn.
"Hravrn, What IN the name OF Eu
cid is the meaning OF all this, my wor,
thy Triangle o. exclaimed l, chucking,
IN spite OF my agony, at the good shot
had made
"Coniound the sex :" said Tom, stri-
king across the floor.
''CaIm yourself, my dear fellow, and
let us know what secret, black and Md
night hag' has orewed this tempest"
1T a vilainous world" said Tom,
land women hath made it such 90
"Heaven help YOU replied l. oyou
are certainly losing your senses, and ut
tering rank treason against beauty and
loneliness.
"Think Of that Tom, and repent.''
"All nonsense, said my still excited
chum; Eve the first woman, put her foot
into the fountain of human happiness, and
stirred up such deuced quantity of mud
that it hasn't run clear to this day; and il
every woman since has not done her
best to perpetuate the mischief, then AIN
| a shotten herring
"t2uoIinS ch "a good sign, by Jove.