The Nevada journal., 1855-03-23

cit was here that Mr.. John William
son met with his fate, in the, to him, be-
witching shape of Miss Margaret Rush
Miss Margaret Commonly called Maggie
was tall, dashing- looking girl, with a
pair of roguish eyes nose with an incli-
nation to look about it, and hair which
Mr.. Williamson lovingly, and her friends
politely, termed auburn However, it
was a very handsome head of hair, and
kept in as good order as comb and brush,
and an excellent coquettish taste could
keep head of hair.
| During the deliverance Of the last
paragraph, Mrs Tompkinson cast re-
markably dubious glance upon her help
mate, but he was looking at Tom very at
tentively, and didn't notice it.
"Mr. Williamson's case was not per-
haps strictly case Of love at first sight,
but on the third day of his acquaintance,
he began to experience a curious sensa-
tive in his left side, accompanied by a
loss of appetite, and which continued un-
til the next Sunday morning, when he
was observed to eat most unhealthy
breakfast, enough to give an elephant a
fit of indigestion.
Immediately afterwards he proceeded
up stairs, and after having selected his
whitest shirt and stifest collar, quarreled
with his neck tie for quarter of an hour
and polished his shoes twice over, he pro-
ceeded with a sparkling eye down stairs,
whistling Meet me by moonlight alone,
as he went.
1t is to be strongly suspected that this
turn had been arranged by more people
than the composer thereof, for by the
timo he got on the next landing, a know
ing little straw bonnet peeped suddenly
out of rather dark looking bed room,
bringing with it black mantilla, maza-
rine blue dress, buff parasol, pair of
yellow kids and Miss Margaret Rush.
About o'clock tbat evening, that lady
and Mr.. John Williamson, looking re-
markably tired and exceedingly dusty
returned, and while the straw bonnet, buff
parasol, and yellow kids were being put
by an impertinent but merry hearted
fellow lodger, ventured the joke that Mr..
Williamson had been going it with a
Rush. to which that gentleman, holding
his back as stiff as an excited terrier dog
calmly replied-'W sir, what of it,
and stalked away and sat himself down in
retired corner, where he was soon joined
by the young lady who had heroically
sh22gFff 2gfftf that very dusty days dust with him
IL was Ple''y civ"t 'l-7t. M ] ehn
Williamson was 'in for it, and Mrs.
Screw, the landlady, judging from the,
to her, favorable symptoms, of a diminu-
ton of appetite in the fair Margaret dur
ing the temporary absence in the country
the following week, of her admirer, saga
ciously shook her head, and expressed a
decided conviction that she was in much
the same predicament.
"Alas If the course of true love ever
did run smooth, it was not, unhappily, in
the experience of Mr.. John Williamson.
On the wings Of love and an express train
he returned one evening just in time to
enjoy the rapture of beholding the fair
object of his enamored dreams before she
went to bed, sitting, as he Indignantly
considered most inconveniently close to
the proprietor of a remarkably handsome
pair Of great shining black whiskers.
"Ah good evening, Mr.. Williamson,
said Margaret, when she observed him 4;
and she put out her hand, but didn't
evinee the slightest inclination to get up.
Pm glad to see you back again: are you
quite well:'
90, quite we'll, Miss Rush" he replied,
in very stiff tone but while he said it
he glared at the black whiskers, and look
ed as though he was undergoing sudden
attack of cholic.
"He sat in nis 'old corner for about
half an hour, where he received the visit
ola kind friend, who informed him that
the proprietor of the black whiskers was
an old beau This information, joined
to tho fact that Maggie didn't even con-
descend to 'look his way determined
Mr.. W. to immediate action-he went to
bed"
"Why. what jilt," interrupted Pat
tie.
90! a most awful jilt," conceded her
father.
Mrs. Tompkinson pouted her kindly
up, dHu 1oohCu i'tu hlHSlJ dt ucI uuSDdHt,
as much as to say-"I'll be even with
you yet"
"Well," he continued, "next morning
instead of walking with Maggie part of
the way to where she worked, he went
straight to the store He returned at
night in very sour hunor, for his en-
ployer had been blowing him up all day,
and wondering what had come over him,
he did nothing but make mistake. and
look savagely unhappy"
"What foolish fellow quietly re-
marked Mrs. Tomkinson, 'to put himself
out of the way for such an awful jilt."
"Ridiculous ~ chimed in Pattie.
"Booby !" spluttered Tom; go on.
Mr.. L. scratched his head, snif1led bit
with his nose, and proceeded:
"Well, things went on this way for
nearly fortnight, at the expiration of
which time the whiskered individual went
off. Maggie told her chum that he had
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