The emigrant aid journal of Minnesota. [volume] (Nininger City, Minn. Terr. [i.e. Minn.]) 1856-1858, 1858-01-02
THE EMIGRANT AID JOURNAL

She blushed a good deal, but she did not resist, only
when | got through, she glanced up timidly, and said
think you are real naughty, anyhow
M1sn we returned, | found lawyer Binby aaiss re.
covered from his dizziness, and all ready for supper,
which was served in the ballroom. sat between
b'mby and Jennie, and made love to both Of them 10
turn to one as Maggie Lee, and the other - myself.
After supper at which l astouished several BY eating
rather more heartily than young ladies generally do, W
had more dancing, and l limited pretty strongly to Mr..
He didn take the hint. w.
Finding it rather dry amusement 70 dance with one
Of my own kind, l soon abandoned that pleasure, and
persuaded Jennie to stroll of into the moonlight With
me. We found the grove u charming place. full Of pio-
turesque little corners and rustic seats, and great grey
rocks leaning out over the river. On one Of these lat
ter, a little bench was placed, in . nook sheltered from
the wind, and from sight.
Here we sat down IN the full food Of the moonlight,
and having just had supper, l felt wonderfully in need
of a cigar. Accordingly, I went back TO . little stand
near the ballroom. and purchased several Of the won
to the seats by the rocks, l gave up all cares or fears
for my ~incognito, and revelled in the pleasure Of soil
tude-the fragrance of my cigsr-the mooulight-and
little Jennie's presence.
How long we sat there heaven alone knows. We
talked, and laughed, and sang, and looked in each Others
eyes, and told fortunes and performed all the nonsenical
operations common amongst young people, just falling
in love with each other, and might have remained there
until the month of August in the year Of our Lord
Eighteen Hundred and Ffty-seven, for aught I know,
had not the carriages been sent to convey Us home, and
the rest of the company began to wonder where We were.
This wonder begot questions, the questions fears, and
the fears a search, headed by the valiant Bimby. They
called and looked and listened, but our position down in
the sheltered nook among the rocks prevented them
from hearing us or We them.
AT length they hit upon our path, and al came along,
single, until they got to the open space above. Then
they saw a sight.
was spread out in q free and easy position, ny bon.
net taken off and my hair somewhat touzled mp. One
foot rested on the ground, and the other on . roek, about
level With my head, (regardless Of ANGLES this time, } and
there sat putting away in an unlady like style At . high
favored Concha.
Jennie was sitting close beside me with her head al.
most on my shoulder, and her small waist almost encir-
cled by my arm. Just as the party came along above
US, I laughed out in a loud masculine voice
Just think of poor what -his-name there-Bimby F!
Suppose he knew that he had been making love to q
man 2
Hush cried Jennie. Look, here he is-and, oh !;
my gracious there is the whole company!'
Yes we were fairly caught. It was Of no use for me
had all seen too much for that Besides, BY this time,
Bob Styles aud Maggie Lee were doubtless 'one Aesh,'
and my disguise was of no further importance - I own
ed up and told the story.
Lawyer Bimby was in q rage. He vowed to kill me,
and even squared off, but the rest Of the party laugh.
ed at him SO numerically, and suggested that We should
waltz it OUT together, that he finally cooled down, and
skunk away, to take some private conveyance back to
D.
Bob Styles and I are living in a large double house
together. He often says that he owes bis wife to mas.
q~uerading, but be does mt feel under any obligation to
me, for | owe my wife to the same thing.
N. B. My wife's name is Jennie.