The Port Gibson reveille. (Port Gibson, Miss.) 185?-1857, 1854-03-15

are appropriating her entirely to yourselfm
Engaged is she! Ia. ha! ha =
Fool who ?"
Yes, sir, she is; and for proof"
llo. no" laughed !. disdainfully.
Very well. my fine fellow; but Let those
laugh who win, said Tom, with sardOnic
smile.
Agreed, Tom, agreed and-look out,
there, or she'll have you" cried /, as Toms
partner came near catching him by the coat
tail. Aud here went Tom, myself, and the
rest Of US. lodging here and there to eyade
her clutches, and thus being compelled to as
sumo her place, according to the rules Of the
game. For FIVE minutes. perhaps, were We
dodging hither aud ihither, behind chairs,
around the stove, over crickets and under the
table, while Aunt Lucena would ever and
anon cry out" BE sure you don't breal,
anything, girls - and again resume her knit
ting and gossip.
Tom, the clumsy fellow! was caught at
last, and joyful shout shook the house at his
capture. lie was blindfolded Immediately.
At this juncture, plan popped into my head,
which was no sooner conceived than carried
into execution. Islipped up to Ida, and re-
quested her 10 walk with me in the front yard,
as the evening was fine, and we much heated
by our exertions. She, nothing loaih, con.
sentcd.
ia. ba Tommy let those laugh WHO
win /" bawled ]. sarcastically, as Ila aud
myself were leaving the room. Toms jaw
fell at these words and he rushed desperately
round the room, in hopes Of catching some
body.
Good Lord Of love" shrieked Aunt
Lucena why Tom, arc you crazy! I'm
not in the game, that you know" Tom had
caught the old lady round tho neck, sure Of
having caught-somebody. Poor fellow he
was in such fuster. that instead Of catching
any Of the girls, he stumbled over chairs and
caught at random, while the girls laughed
heartily at his vain attempts to catch them.
In the meantime l was enjoying myself
amazingly. Ida anl myself promenaded the
yard, gazed at the moon, talked nonsense
sighed. laughed, jokcd, anl sighed again.
was in love, and no mistake
Miss Covinglon :" stammercd I, "shaiI
have the pleasure Of seeing you home, to
night ?"
Thank yOu, sir-I accept your kind Offer
with pie asure," replied she.
Whoop.c-e!" unused L Fortune fayors
/ The bold" Alas! poor Tom -
We re-entered the parlOr and found the
game Of blind.mans buff discontinued. Th'
company we're seated round the table, eating
apples and naming the seeds. Tom looked
at me, as we entercd-that he was i'll at case
could plainly be perceived. I twirled my
fingers at him, triumphantly ezclaiming- :
'''Let tt9se laugh who win !'-eh, Tommy =
Toms jaw fell again, anl he hurled an ap
pie at my head, which, by my dodging' hI
Mrs. Covington plump in the face.
lord save u.s. calculated she VIII
ain't YOU ashamed Of yourselves, boys -.
"Girls. Be sure you don't break any
thing" cried Aunt Luce na, once more an'
turning to Idas mother. she added" Neve
mind, Missis Covington-chilaren 'eiH b
children. that yOu know"
Mrs. COvington sighed, cOnsolei hersel
with pinch of snuff, and her fingers agaiI
few as rapidly as ever. -
Yes, rras in love--and Tom knew it,
His lip curlcd haqghtily as he glanced towar'
me and Ida, the dear thing asked me again
and again what acaS the matter with him :
but I didn't know-of course
"Oh! Charley name my apple" crie'
Toms partner. Ibid so, andnamed it Tom.
The seeds said Both love : at which sh
laughed while Tom looked decidedly foolish
@Name my apple, please, Ida" said Tom
She named it (Tom's partner) 'Cornelia. =
The seeds said again Both love" at WhIeI
Tom looked more foolish than ever.
aHo ho ho ~ chuckled / /; let thos
laugh who win-eh, Tom !"
The hours flew quickly by, and tvely
o'clock was tolled by The Oid-fashioned time
niece which stood in the corner. The boy
al declared twas too fast; but Mrs. CovIne
ION differed with them. and declared " u
,ime to 70 home, my daughter"
The company huddled into the hall to pro
.nro tbeir bounets and hats. while Tom tu"
Iad over the table in endsavOring to 6
ahead Of me.
BE sure you don't break any'aiOs
r;yls - cried the warning voice oi Au.
Lucena once again. as she hurried lamp !
hand. 70 light US out; but the wind oAul
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