Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1857-06-11
Gbaite Misteualp,
Woman's Tears.

"Tears, tears, woman's tears! Pshaw!
they'd never move me to pity! Why, Bob,
woman can weep tears enough lowell,
to blot out some of your numerous trans
gressons, and never feel a heart-psng-
Woman's tears, why, they're mere croco-
die drops!'
"Hush, Tom, what scandal! Pm per-
fectly shocked at such daring skepticism.-
Why, didn't see you nearly fainting a:
the opera scarce a week ago because pretty
Lille Dewdrop's blue eyes glistened a mo-
ment with briny pearlsl"
"Briny pearls! Yes did whiten little,
I'll acknowledge, and my heart beat a pretty
quick tune for a minute or two, for fear she
would go off into Mysteries, and then what
should | have done. Imagine it, when SO
hate scene! But as for plying her, little
firt-" Words failed, ard he placed his
cigar again between his lips, which would
have curled had it not been there, and lean
ed back in his chair with an expression OF
intense disdain.
"Well, Tom, to silence you and convince
you of the power of the crocodile drops as
you term them, I'll make confession; now
don't fall asleep till I've finished and I'll
tell it you." and tossing the haIf-consumed
cigar into the FIRE he began:
"When | was in B studying law,
some four years ago, had a friend, Frank
c., you've heard me speak of him, a
right good fellow, but little too suscepti-
Bile. Why, I've known him break his heart
for-let me see-one, two-yes, five ladies',
and attempt suicide for two. Yes, he was
altogether too susceptible, inconveniently
so. Well. one day was in my room wri-
ting busily-l worked mighty hard that
winter, brought on disease of the brain, and
have never been able to Look at a law paper
since-what in thunder are you laughing
at, Tom! As sat there on a cold winter 8
day, the door burst open and in rushed
Frank G.. knew in moment that
he was in love again; saw it in his eye
and the peculiar way in which he uttered
his well, Bob;' and heaving sigh pre-.
pared TO listen to his rawlings about some
new goddess that had enraptured him.
was not wrong; he launched forth into q
rapturous speech expressive of the beauty
and worth of certain Eleanor Gray, who
had just arrived in town and had already
smitten his too-impressible heart. %, Bob!
he cried, she is beautiful! so queeDly ant
majestic, with such dark, rich waves of hair
such noble brow and scornful mouth, witt
its curling upper lip; but her eyes, o, Bob! /!
He sank into chair, utterly unable to say
more. could not refrain from reminding
him, laughingly, of certain damsels, botl
dark and fair, azure-eyed and with orbs lik,
night, sunny, raven, and chestnut-haired
whose praises she had spoken in by-gon,
days. He sprang to his feet, exclaiming
Bob, Bob, why will you remind fellow o
heart-sorrows he is trying to forget!' an,
he paced the room impatiently, then sud
denly cried, But, Bob, you must see Eleano
Gray! She's staying at the F. Hotel
and I'm going to see her this evening. II
drop in and tell you about it in the morning
and he left me.
al resumed my writing, and thought n
more of Eleanor Gray. In fact, | did no
place much faith in Franks descriptions G
his lady loves. Not many weeks before
after listening for an hour to his impassion
ed dissertation upon the loveliness of fal
mer's daughter, a perfect Hebe as he sait
hidden gem which he had discovered,
promised to ride with him to see her. s
we went off in a snow-storm, rode som
miles, and reached an old red farmhouse
within which dwelt the Hebe. Hebe! VIII,
she certainly weighed two hundred! Yo
know how detest stout woman. Faugf
her face looked like full moon,
"But Frank was right for once. That ev,
ming, when ent to my clearinghouse,
found all the gentlemen talking of the bel
and heiress, Eleanor Gray, and all agree
that she was very beautiful, very proud, ar
very cold-hearted.
"'Why,' said Harry Marks, a dashir
young fellow, and somewhat of an orac
among US, I've known of scores whom 81
has jilted. She thinks nothing of breakir
heart Why, there was Charlie Lee, Il
best-heartec boy you ever saw--only min
teen. She led him on by smiles and fatte
till he was ready to die for her; and SO
did. for she rejected him coldiy and cruel
when he offered her his hand, and it kill
him, She has no heart herself; if she h
I'D try to break itn and he turned on
heel and left Us.