St. Charles City Republican intelligencer. [volume] (St. Charles City [Charles City], Iowa) 1857-1861, 1858-01-21
Tbe 9ntelligenter.
A Counting Scene.

A certain young man being out on court
ing expedition in Cedar county, Iowa, came
late on Sunday evening, and in order to keer
his secret from his young acquaintance, de-
termined to be at home bright and early on
Monday morning. Mounted on his horse,
dressed in his fine white summer pants, and
other fixins in proportion, he arrives at the
residence of his inamorata, where he was
kindly received and his horse properly taken
care of, being turned into the pasture for the
night. The night passed away, and three
o'clock in the morning arrived Three o'clock
was the time for him to depart, so that he
might arrive at home before his comrades were
stirring. He sailed forth to the pasture to
catch his horse but here was difficulty
the grass high and loaded with dew. To
venture in with white pantaloons on would
rather take the starch out of them and lead to
his detection. 1t would not do to go in with
his white unmentionables, so he quickly made
his resolve He carefully disrobed himself of
his valuable :" whites and placed them in
safety on the fence while he gave chase with
"nscreened pedals through the wet grass after
the horse
Returning to the fence where he had safely
suspended his lilly white unmcntionablcs
what sight met his eyes The field into |
which his horse had been turned was not only |
a horse pasture, but calf pasture" too,
and the naughty calves attracted by the white |
flag on the fence, had betaken themselves to |
1t, and calf like, had eaten them up! only
few well chewed fragments Of this once valu-
able article of the wardrobe now remained
only n few shreds Just sufficient to indicate
what they once had been! What pickle
this for a nice young man to be in
1t was now near daylight and the farmers
were up and about, and our hero far from
home, with no covering for his travelling
apparatus" 1t would not do to go back to
his lady-love neither could he go to town in
that plight. There was only one recourse left
him, and that was to secrete himself in the
bushes until the next night and then go home
under cover of the darkness
Safely hid, he remained under cover of the
bushes for some time and it may be imagined
that his feelings towards the calf kind were
long his seclusions were destined to be intru-
,led upon. BY and by, the boys, who had
been out to feed the calves, returned with the
remnants OF the identical white garment which
adorned the lower limbs Of their late visitor
They were mangled and torn to shreds! An
inquest was Immediately held over them
Some awful fate had befallen the unfortunate
young man. The neighbors were summoned
to search for the mangled corpse, and the
posse with all speed set out with dogs ard
arms. The pasture was thoroughly secured,
and then the adjacent thickets, when 10 ! our
hero was driven out from his lair by the keen
scent of the dogs, all safe, alive and well, minus
the linen.
An explanation then ensued at the expense
Of our hero, but he was successful in the end,
and married the lady, and is now living com.
fsrtably in one Of the nourishing little towns
of Iowa.