Cooper's Clarksburg register. [volume] (Clarksburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1851-1861, 1857-11-27
CRAB FISHING EXTRAORDINARY.
u. A Ludico-Prose Poetic Tale. d, !,

IN THE BEST STYLE Of TRYsrAM, SERIOUS. .--
Once on time, and sucA q time, a Ger
tain lady whose liege lord had "died out"
and who was a most tidy, circumspect
and charming specimen of youthful wild.
owhood, wearing weeds becoming her
lachrymable and husband -bereft condi-
ton, took it into her dear little head to vi
sit certain watering place on the ''east~
ern shore" of one of our southern bays.
Nothing could possibly exceed the au
taI and distingue ait Of the truly captiya,
ting little widow. whose sombre style of
dress lent additional charms to the lavish
ness OF those natural beauties so Justly
her own, and which all lovely women
+ know so sell how to prize, and the men
so we'll how TO admire. -' y
Although not properly speaking in the
market for hymeneal honors, still, many
hitherto reigning belle of the season, no
doubt. wished the dead and gone spouse
''aIive and kicking" for to tell the truth,
which, by the by, is no easy task in these
degenerate days, after the lovely widows
advent 10 the watering place aforesaid,
many blooming maiden fair. who count
ed with her anxious mama on certain
brilliant conquests among the assembled
chiyaIric sons Of the south, saw one after
another of particular admirers casting
sidelong glances or heaving amorous
sighs as the charming widow glided past,
leaning with rayishing languidness upon
the arm Of some one Of her more favored
admirers; for, as to suitors, be it distinctly
understood, she would none such, no, ne.
yer as long as the memory Of the dear de-
parted was deeply buried in her widowed
heart she could never disturb its sacredly
hallowed resting place, but should carry
it down with her to the silent tomb, me-
mento Of her once virgin love, and now
widowed veneration of him whose home
was in eternity.
Although many gay gallants " "sighed
like furnace" looked anguish and desola-
ton OF soul in the bewitching presence of
the grief>stricken widow no true knight
was found so ungallantly forgetful OF her
deep and consuming poignancy OF afflic>
ton as even to whisper to her the hope
that at some future day the luxury of
woe would succumb to the heart yearn.
ings for companionship. and that she
might be persuaded to offer up new vows
ct the heaven blessed altar of loving
hearts and minds Of kindred mould.
Such was the veneration of her devoted
and love-sighing admirers. while those OF
her own sex were fain to doubt the lovely
austerity Of the sable weeded widow, and
some were so inddel in their belief of her
sincerity, that they hesitated not to ex-
press the heresy. that the memory Of her
dear husband was buried in the widows
heart, but at such safe and convenient
distance from the surface. that the poor.
bereaved soul had really no recollection
Of where it was confined.
These spiteful hints and dark inuendos
were nothing more than rank blaspbemy
and open profanity: but then what right
have widows upon the green pastures
of blooming maidenhood? The little gip-
sizes know full well that '-
ga widow Is q dangerous thing, ... .s
With melting eyes and long black cnrls;
And plays the devil with the men, ~ ,aa
More than do.en ronping elrls.'t :
Yes. BY Joye the girls know this. and