Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1857-11-16
BOB GRANTS COURTSHrP.

BOB GRANTS COURTSHIP.
Hazel Green, ESQ. furnishes Porter's Spirit
Of the Times with the following description Of
Bob Grants courtship. r .a
Bob was a queer fellow, and rather green
withal, and what was still worse, very bashful
when among the ladies. One day, gave him
n lscturing about his stupidity-told him Ii
would never do-that he was rapidly approach
ing that period when be would be looked upon
as An old bachelor, and be despised by all the
gentlsr sex. 1 saw 1t made deep impression
on him, So went on: IN .....
"YOu had better drop those old bachelor no.
tons Bob, and get you q wife, before it ID 'eter-
nelly and eyerlastingly too late ~
Bob biushed deeply-lOoked iniall directions,
to see that no third person was in hearing, and
then said : .. - ,
ITO tell you the truth, Arch, I have been
thinking something about the matter; but who
Ia there that could get to have me?''
'Pshaw you are talking nonsense now
said |. "There are plenty Of them, if you
would only scrape up courage enough to ask
them. For instance, there Nell Stinson-how
would she suit -
& She'd suit to 7, Arch. But you don't
pretend % say could get Nell do YOU"
Get Nell Why, yes; certainly do and
would not be afraid to bet hundred dollars OH
it, if you'd only try" said l. . ....
This was new idea to Bob, and he was
tickled almost to death with it. After thinking
moment, during which time his face was IL
Eliminated with one Of his broadest grins he
ventured to ask me how would proceed, if I
Wsre in his place and wanted to get Nell. L
gave him full directions, after which he started
home as happy as a jaybird promising to 90
and see>Nell the very next Saturday night.
Bob was as good as his word. Saturday
night came, and he went over to old man Stin-
sons. Nell was at home, and, guessing bis
business, made herself very agreeable. Bob s
iza1 f.vr Il
as the folks had retired he commenced his first
courtship. To begin, he found disasreeabe
task but when once the ice was broken he felt
like a new creature. Nell smiled sO beWitch-
ingly upon him, and said so many charming
things Never before had he known hours to
fy so rapidly, or moments to be spent so pleas
antly. Who could wonder at it? for Nell
would lean her pretty head down on his shoul-
der when he joked her about her beaux, or
about getting married. Oh, what dear crea-
ture he soon began to think she was. How he
almost cursed himself for having passed so
much of his life in Ignorance of such bliss.
Before Bob had scarcely time to think, and
long before he had come TO the point, the old
clock struck twelve, and Nell reminded him
that it was time to retire.
But have not told you all l wish,' said
he
You can come again next Saturday night, "
she replied, with a most fascinating smile.
1uls CAPITAL. Permission 10 come AGAIN
He agreed to retire. Nell told him where he
could sleep; and then, as is the custom in some
Of the Western States, brought pot of warm
water that be might wash lis feet. The pot
was an Old-fashioned one-big at the bottom
and little at the top-so very little at the top
that Bob viewed it with some misgivings lest
IL should refuse to admit his feet Not feeling
willing to call Mell's attention to the enormous
size of these named articles, he hauled of his
shoes, and with one desperate thrust, lodged
both feet on the bottom Of the vessel. Capital
luck, thought he as he sat bathing them. Nell
sat near by. waiting for him to get through,
that she might remove the pot. At length, the
clock struck one. Bob did not seem to notice
ii, but sat with both feet in the pot, apparently
in a brown study
at il ons O'Clock, . said Nell, by way of
hint
Yes, man, said Bob, but still kept on
with his bathing.
Two. and then three were sounded from the
old bell; still SIR. Grant paid no attention to il,
bat maintained his position in silence, appa-
rentiy resolved TO battle his feet all night
Mell's patience finally wore out, and she said,
arising from her chair:
Mr.. Grant, you can retire when you choose
am going to bed"
!" Hold on ~ said Bob, g hold on minute.
WHAT'S the price of this here pot2''
tonished.
- mean, by thunder, I'm goin' to break
this pot; and I'd like TO know the price of it,
Father. father. - screamed Nell, "come
here, quick. Mr.. Grants gone mad, Quick,
quick -
In an instant, the old man was with them,
nsrved and prepared for desperate struggle
How sadly disappointed, Instead of finding
Mr. Grant raying maniac, rs he had expect
ed, he found him sitting very quietly, with
both feet fast in the pot. The warm water had
saused them to swell, 50 as To become immova-
bic. By the united efforts of the three, he was
at length extricated; but no words could in
duce him to remain till morning. lie started
for home forthwith.
Bob Grant is now an old man. as well as my
SELF, and not more than three weeks ago he
told me that this was his first and last court
ship He never could scrape up courage
enough 10 90 back.