Plymouth advertiser. [volume] (Plymouth, Ohio) 1853-1988, 1854-01-14
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my head back against the chaise, aud in
silence INDUCED in nv misery. The lady
uttered few words about careless driving
broken bones and ruined dresses, but spoke
not word Of consolation.
drove rapidly home, scarcely knowing
whore wac going to, until I was arous
ed by the renewed screames Of Miss Shiv.
ers and had Just time to see that had run
over child. who was playing in the road.
My companion became alarmed, and or
dered me TO give up the reins. in vain
expostulaied-in vain stated the ridiculous
figure we should make driving into lbe
village, l was obliged to yield my righl
as daiyer, and the lady took the reigns.
Imagine me, my dear reader, riding
through the village, driven by lady!
returned home with mind bordering
on insanity. | thought of the scandal
the affair would create, the jokes ,ha,
would DO made Il my expense, and the
annihilation of all my dreams of bliss.
rushed from my room, and finding no per
son on whom to wreak my vengeance,
ran TO the stable and lashed the poor
horse until was exhausted in the exer-
else.
A week pas, and I scarce ventured
from the house, but remained "a weary,
worn and wretched lhngp "a gloomy
wilderness of dying thought acting to
perfection the despairng lover. At last
ventured to open my heart to friend,
who informed me that Miss S. had quite
forgotten the affair, and considered it a
capital joke. My friend also stated. that
| should meet her at her house that eve
ming. when all would be explained and
settled.
My heart beat warm again, and smile
was once more seen upon my face but
with a faint heart | attended the party,
and after various attempts succeeded in
making an humble apology for my mis-
conduct. l could have cried for joy
when | found that all was forgiven, and
that l was reinstated in Miss Sh:vers'
good graces. Oh, shall | ever forget the
thousand attentions I pnid that evening,
the conundrums | told, the sugar horns l
ate, merely TO present her with 'sen,i-
'ne"t0,' Tho s;shs I uttered, tho decide j
hints | offered; no, no. 'while memory
holds seat in this distracted globe
The evening passed rapidly away, and
when the hour arrived for the company 10
depart, it was discovered that cloud had
arisen, which threatened q tremendous
shower.
Miss Shivers was determined 10 walk
home, though I hinted that | would order
my chaise, forgetting the character had
established as driver. My arm was Of
fered. however, and under one umbrella
we departed. We hadtwo miles TO walk,
but we had not proceeded many rods be-
fore the rain began 10 fall in torrents. ac-
companed by strong symptoms Of thun.
der. l drew the shawl closer around the
lady, and enquired if she was alarmed.
She replied that she did not mind thun-
der SO much, but she was rather shy of
lightning.
| had determined during the evening,
to renew my proposal, and thought the
present good opportunity, though we
had walked nearly mile, ere could
screw my courage to the sticking point.
At last broke the painful silence.
Miss Shivers, cur unfortunate upset
prevented me from expressing my feel
inIgs as fully as t could wish, but hope
that--'
'Oh, Mr.. Simpson, how it lightens.
hope that you have no steel on your um-
brella"
No! nor is my hears of steel, re-.
piled to her. Il have 1onged for an op-
portunity to express to you N.Y.
How careless you are, Mr.. Simpson
you have led me into puddle of water.
| should think the lightning would direct
you
'Oh but the lightning of your eyes
alone directs me- l exclaimed trembling
with emotion.
But he'd committed myself, and my
tongue would not be silent.
i love you! ! exclaimed, 'and must
tell you so.'
'Mr. Simpson, if you don't mind your
business, won. walk with you.'
grasped her hand, and fell on my
knees in puddle Of water. and while
the rains from heaven and the burning
tears trickled down my cheeks, l gave
utterance to my feelings in no studied
language. spoke Of the ardor, the sin
cerity Of my attachment, and depicted my
future misery in case of refusal. Elo-
quence was Of no avail; Ichanged my
language upbraided her, called her a
coquette, a hard hearted woman, a ,rifier
with my affections, and talked of pistols
and suicide but all in vain. The lady
tore the umbrella from my hand, and al.
ter few peculiar epithets left me in my
misery.
The rain was falling in torrents--the
lightning flashed. the thunder roared, but
needed them not. butremained fixed, i'm
moveable,senseless. How long remained
upon that spot know moi, but whenI came
10 my senses I was drenched To- the skin,
and cold as an icicIe. Mortal man could
not resist the elements any longer. Il
gave one more look, one more ejacula-