Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, Va. [W. Va.]) 1852-1859, 1856-02-09

A ROMANTIC ADVENTURES
alye have just heard of an incidentof rather
an amusing character, which occurred last3even-
ilgi one of the wards zap among the TWEEN
ties, which we are charitable enough to desire
to amuse our readers with, although the affair
did not come within our cognizancein the strict
line ofour duty.
ltappears thatin a lecture room of certain
rural Gothic church, a singingclass had taken a
lesson, and at the close of the exercises one of
the young ladies' present said to frind, wait
"a few minutes for me, AZ, want to get my.
hymn book from orr pey"-said pew being in
the body of the church, aboSethe lecture room.
said Miss A., having curiosity to go into
the church, unlighteti savesby the dim rays ola
few stars, glancing through the @Stained-glaSs
windows. So the two adventurous young ladies'
passed up tho stairs, cropped their way TO the
pew, and found the book thcy-were in search Of.
But, not satisfied with this achievement, they
were seized with q romantic desire to wander
aboutthe sacred ctlifice, and accordingly, half
In fear and half in glee, they felt their way into
the pulpit, sat down and sstalkedn in asuppress-
cd tone upon the minister sofa. b.a,
They next mounted the stairs to the gallery
and looked out at starlight, andat the city be-
meath their feet We can imagine their fair ia
ees pressed against the stained glass of the win
dows as they stood Economically star-gazing.A
iOur heroines would next have climed the .airy
steeptes height shal not their progress been stop
ped by4a locked door, undetermined them that
they had been wasting time and that they had
better make their way back to the lecture room
Meanwhile, Mr.. Brown, the sexton, had seen, as
he supposed the last ofthe class out ofthe room,
had liked the fires, put out the gas, and gone
home
As our adventurous ladies fair began to des.
n
OF them suggested the awful idea that they might
be locked in! and the bare possibility of such
catastrophe filed them with thoughts of horror
as dreadful as the ialmaginings of Juliet as she
pictured the terrors of the vault of the Capit-
lets
They then lost their way, was nearly half an
hour before they grouped their way into the lee
ture-room, now pitch dark, .sMr. Brown! Mr..
Brown" they called in a panic; but hearing no
response, they made up their minds they that
would have to stay where they were all night But
the Thought OF the anxiety of their parents and
relatives, male them cast about some means of
escape. They tried the doors in vain; thcy en-
deayored to hoist sash lnsuccesSfully;; they
thought of smashing window with bench,
but the benches We're too heavy; but finally, Just
as they were about giving up in despair, they
discovered easement which they could open,
and they lost no time in doing it, as may readily
be imagined.
The yard fence had next to be surmounted,
but they were not to be daunted by six fcet''7
obstacle after their late heroic deeds, and they
nowctimhed it, after throwing over the unfortu-
nate hymn book, which sunk into a snow bank,
and had to be rakctl out under the surveillance
ONO less than three police officers, who were
standing half square off watching their opera
tons, uncertain whether they were ghosts
trooping from church yard" or feminine Jack
Shepherds Our .heroines thenmade the best of
their way home, which they reached as the
clock was striking eleven, and their anxious
friends We're about starting out in search of
them.
and only think, said one of them in telling
the story ''we did not call for the sexton very
loudly. and ace nesef screamed oncs.-PdiFa.
-BMLlstin as.