The Tiffin tribune. [volume] (Tiffin, Ohio) 1848-1859, 1858-01-22

L swear | mean no harm: if | had
would not have stopped you. Don't you
She was all Of tromblo, poor little
thingi but she saw the force Of my argu
ment.
oh. sir she said. 4 see you arc a
man; but what does this mean? Why
did you dreas so?'
told her the story rs b,iof as possible.
eX'ot"d from her a promise Of the most
sacro secresy
then went outside Of the door. and
waited till sho arranged her dress. when
she called me in again. She had heard
OF me from Maggie and others aud wanted
10 hear all th PARTICULARS; so | sat dowu
by her aud We had long talk. which
ended in mutual friendHness. and old 40
quaiuhnceship quite wonder ul for people
meeting Tor Che FIRST time Just as we
started TO 90 back to the pavilion. said
thnt l must relieve my mind Of one more
burden
And what is that2' sho asked.
Those kisses, You thought | was
Maggie Lee, or you would not have given
Them They were very sweet butI sup.
pose | must give them back
Aud | did.
She blushed q good deal, but she didn't
resist, only Wen l got through, she
glanced up timidly aud said
4 think you real naughty anyhow
When we returned. | found lawyer
Bimby quite recovered from his dizziness
and all hands for supper which was served
in the ballroom. | sat between imby
and Jennie, aud made love to both in
turn; to one as Maggie Lee, and to the
other ms myself. After supper at which
| astonished several by eating rather moro
heartily than young ladies generally do
we had more dancing, and hinted pretty
strongly to Mr.. Bimby that | should like
to try another waltz.
lie didn't take the hint.
Finding II rather dull amusement to
dance with my own kind, | soon aban.
ioned that pleasure and persuaded Jennie
tn stroll OF into the moonlight With me
We found the grove charming place.
full Of picturesque little corners and rus.
tic seats--on ono side Of these latter,
little bench was placed, in nook sheltered
from the wind and sight.
Here we sat down, in the full food Of
the moonlight, and having jusl had sup
per, l felt lonesome, and wonderfully IN
want Of a cigar Accordingly went to
q stand tesr the ballroom and purchased
several Of the wondering woman who
sold refreshments, Then returning to
out eeat By tho rocks, gave up an cages
and fear for my incognilo, revelled in the
pleasure Of solitude--Lhe fragrance of
my cigar--tho moonlight--and little Jen-
nio's presence. How long we sat there,
heaven only knows. We talked, laughed,
sang, looked into each others eyes, told
fortunes, and performed all the nonseusi-
cal operations common among young
people just falling in love with each other.
and might have remained so until this
month Of August. in this year Of our
Lord, Eighteen Hundred and Fifty.S
en, for aught k ow, had not the car
rage been sent to convey us home, and
che rest Of the company bega to wonder
where we were.
This wonder begot questions. the ques
ions fears, and tho fears search headed
by the valiant Bimby They oalled,
looked, and listened, but our posi- ION
down in the sheltered nook among the
rocks prevented them from hearing us or
we them.
Al length they hit upon our path, and
came along, single 6le until they got to
the open space above.
Then they saw sight.
| was spread out in a free and easy
position, my bonnet taken off, aud nv
hair somewhat towzed up. One foot
rested on the ground and the other on a
rock about level with my head and there
| sat, putting away in very uuladylike
style. at highly favored CoQcha.
Jennie was sitting close beside me, with
her head almost upon my shoulder, and
her waist almost eneircled by my arm
just as the party came along above US,
laughed out in loud masculine vo oe,
Just think Of poor Bimby. Suppose
he knew he had been making love to a
manP
Hush, cried Jennie, look, there he
is--aud oh, my gracious, there is the
whole company
Yes, We were caught. II was Of no
use for me 10 clap on my bonnet and as.
sumo the falsetto-they had seen too
much for that. Besides. by this time,
Bob and Maggie were one hash. and my
disguise was Of no farther use. so owned
up and told the whole story.
Bimhy was ia race. Ha vowed TO
Kill me and even squared of. but the party
laughed at him so numerically that he
finally cooled down and left, taking a
private conveyane back to p.
Bob Styles and | are living in large
house together. He oltou says he owes
his wife 10 my masq Ierading bu doesn't
feel under any obi cations, for owe my
Wife TO tho same thing.
N B-My wife's name is Jennie.
Passing Il 81.
The State Journal of FRIDAY saws.