The miners' express. (Dubuque, Iowa) 1849-1854, 1850-02-27

sYet think you will be recognized by every
body in the village. Do you not know young
lady in Pomperaug of the name of Mary Fuller
ed to call her? Why, Lord love You, do you
know her? Bless her heart! My trunk is filled
with knick-knacks for her especial use. Do
kno,o her? Why, | have thought of her ever
since went away. Young lady?-why, she is
little bit of girl; she is only ten years old
No; she must be older than that no,o. suppose
shall find her grown considerably: BY the
way, are you not cold? 1t is getting chilly
The delighted young lady was trying to con-
ceal her face, which had called forth Walter S
exclamation. |
Eyes, it is getting colder-it is nearly dark.
| And so it was Walter had beat cloak, and
after a very little trouble, he was permitted to
wrap it around her lovely form; and somehow or
other his arm went with it, and in the confusion
he was very close to her; and his arm was around
her waist, outside the cloak though. then he had
to put his face down to hear what she said, and
somehow those long ringlets of soft silken hair
were playing across his cheek. Human nature
could not and would not stand it any longer; and
I Walter, the modest Walter, drew his arm closer
than ever, and pressed upon the warm, rosy lips
of his beautiful fellow traveller glowing, burn
ing, regular East India, Bombay kiss, and then
blushed himself at the mischief he had done, and
waited for the stage to upset, or something else
to happen; but no, she had not made any resist
ance; the contrary, he felt distinctly that she
had returned the kiss; the very first kiss, too,
: he had ever pressed upon woman's lips since
a he gave parting kiss to little Mary Full
Y Ter; and he would have sworn lie heard her say
1 something (about the very moment he had Civ
a en- that first long kiss of youth and loseD that
T. sounded like Dear, dear Walter He tried the
y experiment again, and before the stage had fair
It ly reached the village, he had kissed and re-
/, kissed her, and she had paid him back kiss for
+ kiss at least hundred times.
i The stage was now entering the village. In
e few minutes he would be at Mary Fuller
r house. He thought of her, and he felt ashamed
# and downright guilty. What acou1d Mary, his
little wife, that to be, say if she knew nc
h had been acting go? AS these things passed "a
IS pidly through his mind, he began to study how
s to get out Of the affair quietly and decently.
l. you go on in the next stage, | suppose, tc
If the next town, or perhaps still furthcr?'
:, ooh no, not me.
!. What could she mean; But he had no time
IS to indulge in conecture the stage drove up slal
e in front of Parson Fuller's door, and there wa
!! tie venerable parson and h::s gvou lady In Tho
t, doorway; he with a lamp in his hand, all read.
st to receive-W alter, as he supposed.
" where will you stop in the village: l VII
m come and see YOU
a. Il shall stop where you stop. | wont leav
o, you. Here you have been kissing ME this las
lis half hour, and now you want to run away an
r, leave me- | am determined to expose you t
ne that old clergyman and his wife in the doorwa
.rt yonder More than that, your 'dsrllng ttl
wife that is to be, as you called her in the stage
ut shall know all about it.
k What situation for modest, moral man.
he was awful To be laughed -at-exposed, an
nd who was she? Could it be possible: He ma
on heard of such characters. 1t must be; but sh
he was very pretty and he to be the means OF BRING
~ inf he house
YER good and pious clergyman and his sweet ola p.
lad and playmate-hs Mary Fuller. He saw it al
md It was a Judgment upon him. What busine
we had he to be kissing strange girl, II she 'rI
lad pretty? His uncle and aunt had come down II
M stone walk to the door yard gate, almost to tt
al stage door, which the driver had opened: wa
for ter felt that he was doomed, but he had to g
,r's out.
for Don't, for Gods sake, expose me, young '"
mani
yes Il will-get out
Tal- sOh,' thought Walter, Cts all over with me
GUS and now he shakes hands with the clergyms
ltes and filings his arms around the aunt
avs sMary!' exclaimed the mother; 'our Mary
Just the stage, as l live! 80, you "oulo coh1e
les with your cousin, eh?'
in Eyes, mother; and what do you think the i'll
?. :. pudent East Indian has been dong: lie III
nas kissed me at least hundred times, and that ism
BUS all; he tried to persuade me to keep on in tn
for stage, and not get out at all
re, .Ah no wonder he kissed you; he hash see
ten you for some years. How glad you must hav
ow been when you met But what is the matter wit
mt, you, Walter? Let the driver stop and leaN
18th your trunk at your fathers, as he goes by, ar
the do you come into the house. Why, what's Il
ex- matter? Are you dumb
rs Aren't you ashamed ofyourself, Walter, n
pri- to speak to my mother when she is talking
ears vou?' chmcd in Miss Molly
before
am got fairly inside, Miss Mary was his debtor fol
and round dozen Of kisses, which she took very kin
God w. But as for Walter, his mind was made
lths He had turned over the subject during the la
three minutes He would marry that stran!
him girl He was grateful; she had saved him fro
,wn degradation, loss of character, and evcryth'l
1t else. But would she forgive him for being
boat free with strange girl in stage coach-Dout
ps' full but she should have the chance, at any RAJ
ken The wanderer received glad welcome trc
late his family and friends in his native village
lone Mary Fuller was his travelling companion abe
nd the place; and together they crossed the do
The sill of every old farmhouse within a circle
10 a. five miles around. Walter had seen enough
gers the outside of the great world. He had ma
e, as some money, too--enough for his modest wan
ty of he was old enough to maryland so was M;
ge- Fuller; and before three months more had rol
of over their heads, the venerable old father mi
ssen- them in the front parlor of the old glebe
erea- When the VOWS had been spoken ana the Die
alter ing pronounced Walter clasped Mary to
oo- breast and imprinted on her sweet lips anot
ision first kiss; but it the first thrilling
hing of married love; and as ne held her Tor nom
par in his ardent embrace, she whispered in his
half walter, dear, it's understood in the vow,
,ly- more kissing strange girls in the stage Goa
shut Years have flown by since then, and now
to be ter Marshall and his gentle wife, and the i
people they call their ''stock in trade are Ii,
Cos pleasantly and happily somewhere on the o.
side Of the Alleghanes, near asplace called
back burgh, where he owns large tracts OF mine
said not humbug, wishy- washy, shining gold, bu
stem al hard substantial coal mines, productive to
self and the country he lives in.
1bay- -- c,---,----, ruoo,,
of , stopped lad in the street to make some inqu
yalter of his whereabouts.
n no. Mon fren, what is re name of zs street:
Il an well, who SAID 'twant'"
!: Int What you call him, zis street,
ro1I 90 course we do
f6ne 'Pardonnez! l have not re name vot you
I hve him