Plymouth banner. (Plymouth, Marshall County, Ind.) 1852-1855, 1854-06-29

crowning glory. 1t was between yei-
low and brown, stiff Us d hair brush and
grew beneath his nose like a forest oi
rushes under the side of hill Charlie
was evidently proud of his mousiache -
he often s.roked it complacently while
talking with the ladies. He trimmed il
with great care every morning; and he
was never in 4 room for five minutes
where there was mirror without locking
nj The charming excrescence.
Charles Weaver-or as The girls famil
iarly called him, Charlie Weaver--had
been sensible young man until he went
to London 10 study medicine. He there
caught the moustaChe rabids, q madness
verify leIievo as infectious among young
men as hydrophobia is among dogs. Ma
ture was little obstinate mt first. fof only
down grew where Charlie wished for
bristles; but. by dint OF frequent oiling and
shaving and much time and money spent
on various preparations, he sCccee3ei az
last in Obtaining his hearts desire. That
day was the proudest ol his life. In his
secret heart he believed all the girls OF the
place would be III love with him before a
week.
And now he was at The pic mic, shining
resplenGeul in that mouStacte. He ilrs
addressed himself TO Fa;.nv; she had al
ways been his favori,e; but she was now
full of mischief, and soon detecting the
conceit Of Charlie. resolved that he should
suffer for IT, So Fanny without actually
driving him of altogether, kept him a, n
respectable distance, taking care TO give
him but few smiles, and then only when
she saw him beginning 10 move away
in this there is something of coque,rv. we
must admit; but vanity in the mile can
only be matched by coqnetry in wo-
man.
Oh. come let us have a game at Copcn-
hagen. said Fanny. at last, giving wick
ed glance at Charlie. We have danced
ana sung md promenaded. and eaten and
drank; we have done every thing that sem
Slblo people can expect us to do. Now
let us for once be children again. What
say you glt!s?
Miss Rogers was the firs, to speak
Pursing up her acid-looking mouth, and
drawing her thin figure to its full heigh,
said
Copenhagen? am astonished at you.
Msss Ailcyne. Ccrenhngen for young
ladies' like ourselves! Why i! is not play
ed now by young ladies'.
Our grandmo;hers used to play i; and
thought it not vulgar, said Funny.
ilowever want a good romp, and l
vote for Copenhagen.
Fanny had purpose Of her own to
serve; besides she enjoved tie reputation
of doing rs she pleased and truth to tell
when she now proposed Copenhagen.
many approved who wolld not have dar-
sd 10 suggest. As for The gentlemen, they
all with one voice cried out for il excep,
Charlie
AND wha. do you say Mr.. Weaver. de-
murely asked Fanny. You are silent
see. Have you forgo, how 10 hold but
tercups under the girls chins, twirl the
platter at pawns, or catch partner at Co
penhagen
Copenhagen, snii ho Us il trying 10
reccollect. believe that's the game
where the gentlemen kiss the girls is il
not?
Exactly SO. replied Fanny; that is islhey
can
And if play ct Copenhagen, and catch
you. you will play fair and lie: me kiss you
inquired Charlie.
The question was rather pointed, and
Fanny blushed lille. hut she answered
resoutely:
AS | said before-if yoH can.
Pom honor. ehen. said Charlie. III play
and take care 10 get the kiss. | never
object TO kissing pretty girls.
The party soon entered in:o tho spirit
of the game.
There was good deal of dodging, shuf
fling, and pretty screaming, mingled now
and then with some loud kissing. One
large, ia, young man especially. always
kissed with noise like the report of n
pistol He rarely succeeded in touching
a ladys cheek, being rather awkward;
while the girls one and all lodged like
wild pigeons. and Fanny said she took i,
flying. As for Fanny the mink, no one
as vet mad kissed her. Being the prelii
est girl on the ground and nil odds the mer
ries,, q dozen at least had tried 10 touch
her hands, in order to enti;le them to
struggle at least for the kiss.
Now that's bot exactly fair Miss Alleync
drawled ou, Charlie. Mind if succeed
in touching your right hand when am in
the ring you must play fair. Any lady
can get off if Trey lili up The rope in that
manner.
| promised you Id play fair--to you at
least, said Fanny, wilhou; even blush,
and | mean to keep my word.-There,
catch me if you can.
She slightly touched his hand while he
was still pluming himself on her fat,er-
ing speech, and whiz! like on express To-
como.ivc she was at the other side of the
ring. and fairly out of it. Oh. I'll have
revenge, said Charlie Weaver shaking his
head a, her; l did no, see what you was
at. Charlie instantly sprnng forward, and
would have placed nn arm around her pe:.
son.
Blu. Fanny drew herself up with a