Raftsman's journal. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, 1857-08-19
GUS MISTAKE.
"For me, I adore,


Some twenty more,
And love them all most dearly.
Such was the light air hummed by young
man one evening in the month of September,
between the hour of seven and eight, as he
turned into court leading out of Washington
street, in the City of New York, in which his
boarding house was located.
The character of the air suited well the ap
pearance of tie aforesaid young blade, for,
we saw him as he turned into the court, the
light of the lamp Illuminating him, he was tall
and slender, but finely formed, and his pale,
handsome features, and large bright eyes, with
large circles around them, told of late hours
aud excitement.
His frock coat buttoned to the top by sim
gle button, pants of . snuff colored hue, with
vest, with chain attached to its lowermost
button, fastened to the duce knows what in his
vest pocket boots, hat and dickey of the Ia
test fashion, and switch cane, completed the
tout ensemble of our hero.
As we said before, he was humming tune
as he went into the court. Passing up, he
ceased, and his thoughts, if they had been
uttered, would have run something like this !:
'.Some forty or fifty more, should have
said. Byron was a hard case; ; one of the
b'hoys decidedly; hanged if he was not the
personifcation of his Don Juan. He went on
the principle of ego i. while you're young"
and he did 60 it with a vengeance.
During these cogitations, he reached, as he
supposed, his boarding house. Ascending the
steps, he sent his hands on an exploring expe-
dition in his pocket and extricated an instru-
mcnt resembling portable poker with join
ted handle. Inserting this instrument into
a round hslc in the door, he affected an
trance to the house.
On entering he was somewhat surprised at
the disappearance of the hat tree and table
in Its place.
"Where the deuce has that hat tree gone to
now, 1 should like to know he mentally ex-
claimed, throwing off his hat, SHOW awful qui-
ct it is just now,'' he continued proceeding to
the parIor.
Finding it in total darkness, ,he was still more
surprised.
"Junol is everybody dead. / wonder I'll
have light on the subject, anyhow" and with
that determination, he crossed the room in
search of match. He placed his hand on
something that made him utter an exclama-
tion Of surprise.
eBy every thing that's blue it's lady's shoe.
Extraordinary events have been transpiring
in my absence, a sofa here, striking against
one placed near the mantlepiece. They have
been scattering the personal property about at
terrible rate. All baby's shoe. o mein
Got as the Dutchman would say"
ssCharles, IS that you 7'' whispered soft
voice at that moment.
"Wbew what the duce is to pay now ~ he
almost calculated in surprise, but recovering
himself, he answered in whisper, eyes, dear
est, it is me-over the left,' he said to him
self.
81 see now how it is. I'm in the wrong
house, and this damsel thinks I'm her Charles;
no matter, I'm in for it now, and might as wei
see this queer affair through"
So thinking he seated himself on the sofa,
BY her side, with one hand clasped in hers.
aCharles,. said she, sswhat made you stay
30 late have been waiting for you this halt
hours,
sThe deuce you have, y thoughthe. "Indeed
Pm very sorry, but positively could not get
here any sooner"
ssThe folks have all gone away this evening,
and wen pake the most of our time,' she
said.
AYes, by jove we will, - was the reply, as he
embraced her and imprinted several kisses on
her lips.
esI wonder who Pm kissing in the dark,
thought he, during the operation.
'sWhy Charles think you ought to be
ashamed of yourself; You never did SO before.
Z "Charles must be a modest youth, thought
our hero.
"Charles," you must not do SO; what do you
mean 7''
"I'm making the best Of my time," was
the reply.
stYou remember the last time saw you, you
said you would tell me tonight when we should
be married" ," the damsel said.
A whistle nearly escaped the lips Of Gus,