The weekly Ottumwa courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1857-1872, 1859-03-24

Pom the Cincinnati Gazette.
How Little PjccOlOlniai WA.
Kissed and what she thought

s....... Pom the Cincinnati Gasette.
How Little PjccOlOlnini WA.
Kissed and what she thought
oft.
Dnrins Piccolomini's late sojourn at the
Spencer House, in this city. the following in.
cident occurred through mistake, as natural
as it must have been agreeable. " ..r
Little Pics peculiarities are well KNOWN
She is naice, ingenious, vivacious, and joy
Gus as child with a new plaything, and
while at the Spencer went through the Cor.
ridors smiling on every one she met, and
embracing the little children, attracted by
her beauty, in her most charming manner,
A young gentleman, res ding in the north
ern paIt of this State handsome, elegant,
and peaceful fellow-received letter, last
week, from his siste', who had been attend
ing school in Kentucky, stating that she
would be ona cert lin day at the Spencer
House, where two friends of hers were going
and that she would look for him to arrive in
goo 4 season and accompany her home.
The brother, Alfred, came at once, for he
had not seen his sister for nearly two years.
having passed much of that time in New
York, and on arriving at the hotel, asked for
Miss--,and the number of her room
Hoping to surprise her agreeably, he thought
he would go up uuanounced, having learn
ed the floor and the position of the apart
ment. Just before he reached the room he
saw his sister, as he supposed, coming out.
She was small and plump, as when he saw
her last, and he thought he would conceal
himself behind the wall of the hall until she
came opposite. He did so, and in smother
moment pair oflittle feet were falling in
pedal music upon the:.fioor. She was wit hin
reach Of him. 1t was she, of course, he
thought, although the gathering shadows Of
the evening rendered objects somewhat in.
distinct. That little head with dark tresses.
and humming Of an air always his sister, s
habit-inade him confidcnt.-He would hesi.
tate no longer so he extended his arms. and
clasping the diminutive figure befre him.
and bending down and imprintlng three OF
TOUR cordial kisses On one of tho most delicious
of mouths, he asked. "Don't you know your
brother, you little rogue?''
The little rogue looked blank with
amazcment, and then muttcring something
very sweet, but not ineligible, slipped out
of his encla>pins arms, and retreated in the
direction ,ho had come ...
Alfred now saw he must have made a
mi take; AMI, as no one appeared, he went
to Col. Pratt, tine senior proprietor, to ex-
plan the awkward position in which he had
be m placed, having no desire tn be oompell-
cd to be shotat, or to be shot by, some gsnu-
inc brother.
The Colonel. who was we'll acquainted
with Alfred, informed him that he had mis-
taken Piccoomini for his sister.
For the first time the brother learned that
the drn'nutlvc divinity was in tn, city, and
Immediately wrote her an apology, saying he
could not regret what had occurred on hi,
own account, but would, if .,h. desired it ON
hers. liz had no idea b. is;,s pressing the
Psyc'ican lips ofthe loy1ie,t and most fasci-
mating songstrcss in the world, and that the
mistake had only taken p'lc. b cause she
was As beautiful as his s;st.r. She had his
most humble apoi4gy for what had occurred,
and if she would not be satisfied, he wsuld
return what he had taken.
When this note was translated to the be-
witching Marie, and she was assured of its
sincerity, she laughed immoderately, and
SAID she had supposed perhaps kissing a
pretty girl (here she looked very archly,) on
meeting her, was an American custom. 1t
had frightened her at first, but now she did
not care, for, said she, in her attractive
English Tuscan: "Ze KEGS deed me no arm
indeed it vas not so dees-vat YOU saw Get
is!-dees-a-gra-ble."
So this osculatory adventure terminated,
but Alfred says he has dreamed of Hybia
and honey-suckles ever since, and that the
kisses ne SO fortunately obtained will fill his
future hours with fragrance. We should
think they would, for Piccolomini has an
angelic mouth, where the honey of senti-
ment and posey isever hivcd. No wonder,
indeed.
'The hagrs7t infancy Of opening flowers,
"Plower to his senses In that melting kiss"