The Jeffersonian. [volume] (Stroudsburg, Pa.) 1853-1911, 1853-11-03
Getting into the Wrong House.
"For me, | adore
Some twenty or more,
And love them most dearly

young man one evening IN the month o
September, between the hours of sever
and eight, as he turned into a court lead
ing out of Washington street, where wa
his boarding house
The character of the air suited wei
with the appearance of the young blade
for as he turned into the court the ligh
of the lamp illuminated him; he was tall
and somewhat slender, but finely formed
his pale and handsome features, large
bright eyes, with dark circles around
them, told of late hours and excitement
His exterior frock-coat, buttoned al
the top by a single button, pants of snuff
colored hue, white vest, and chain fasten
ed at its lower hole, attached to the deuce
knows what in his pocket, boots, hat, and
dickey of the latest fashion, and switch
cane, surmounted by delicately carved
lady's leg in ivory, completed the rakisl
tout ensemble Of our young hero.
As we said before, he was humming a
tune as be went into the court. Passing
up, he ceased; and his thoughts, if they
had been uttered, would have been some
thing like this:
Byron was hard one; one of the b.
hoys, decidedly; hang me, if he wasn't
the very personifcation of his Don Juan
he went on the principle go it while
you're young and he did go it with a
vengeance
During these cogitations, he reached,
(as he Supposed } his boarding house,
Ascending the steps he sent his hand on
an exploring expedition in his pockets,
and extricated an instrument resembling
portable poker with joint handle.--
Inserting this instrument into round
hole in the door he effected an entrance.
On entering, he was surprised at the
disappearance Of the hat tree, and ta-
BILE in its place.
Where the deuce is the hat tree gone
to now, [ should like to know" he men
tally exclaimed, throwing down his hat
How awful quiet it is just now,' he con-
tinued, proceeding towards the sitting
room. Finding it in total darkness, he
was still more surprised,
Juno. is every body dead, I wonder?
I'll have some light on the subject and
with that determination he crossed the
room to mantle piece, to search for a
match. He placed his hand on something
that made him utter an exclamation Of
surprise.
BY everything that's blue, lady's
shoe; extraordinary events must have
transpired during my absence--a sofa
here!' he exclaimed, striking against one
under the mantle piece. They have been
pitching the personal estate around at a
terrible rate. All! babys shoe! Oh,
mein Got, as the Dutchman said
Charles, is that your whispered a soft
voice at the moment, and a warm hand
clasped his own.
'Whew! what the deuce is to pay now?'
he almost calculated in surprise; but re-
covering himself he answered, in a whis.
per, yes, dearest, it is me-over the left,
he said to himself,
| see how it is; I'm in the wrong box,
and this damsel thinks I'm Charles; no
matter, I'm in for it now, and might as
well put 1t through
So thinking, he seated himself by her
side, on the sofa, with one hand clasped
in hers, and an arm arouned her waist.
Charles, she said, what made you
stay so late? l have been waiting for you
this half hour
The deuce you have thought he
Indeed, am very sorry, but positively
| could not come sooner he said.
'The folks have all gone away this eve
ming, and we will make the best of our
time said she, squeezing his hand.
'Yes, by Jove, we will, was the reply,
as he embraced and kissed her several
times.
4 wonder, who I am kissing in the
dark thought he, during the operation.
why, Charles, [ should think you'd
be ashamed of yourself, you never did so
BEFORE
This Charles must be very bashful
youth, thought our hero.
Charles, you mustn't do so!' she ex-
claimed. What do you meant
I'm making the best of my time, was
the innocent reply.
You remember the last time I saw
you, you said you'd tell tonight when
we should be married, said she.
A whistle nearly escaped the lips of
Gus, (such was the abbreviation sponso-
rial of our hero,) Il would say immedi-
ately,' thought he, but she might mis-
trust, and it would be no CO.
'The time, dearest he replied, Shall
be when it will be most convenient for
you
'Oh, how glad I am she exclaimed.
what pickle l would be in, if the
folks should pop in all of a sudden, he
thought at that moment, as he bad a
presentiment. As the thought passed his
mind, latch key was heard fumbling at
the door. At this omnious sound she
sprang to her feet greatly frightened.
ooh, dear!' was the exclamation, what
shall [ do? here come the folks
what shall / do?' was the question Of
Gus, as he sprang to his feet.