Pomeroy weekly telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy, Meigs County, Ohio) 1860-1866, 1860-05-08

"What lovely eyes!" quoth he, men,
tally, as he bestowed single acknow-
Lodging smile.
"Real violet blue! the very color I ad-
mire most. Bless me! what business
has an old married man like me think
| ing about eyes? What would Maria
say, the jealous little mink! There
she's drawn confounded veil over her
face, and the light is as dim as tallow
dip! But those were pretty eyes!'
The fair possessor of the blue eyes
shivered slightly and drew her mantilla
closer round her shoulders.
care you cold, Miss? Pray, honor
me by wearing my shawl. 1 don't need
it at all myself
"she did not refuse-she murmured
some faint apology for troubling him,
but it was not refusal
"No trouble-not bit!'' saidhe, with
alacrity arranging it on the taper shoul-
ders: and then, as the young lady handed
her fare to the conductor, he said to him
self, 'what a slender, lovely little hand!
If there S anything admire in woman
it's pretty hand! Wonder what kind
of mouth she's got? 1t must be de-
lightful if it corresponds with the hair
and eyes. Plague take that veil!'
"But plague whoever that mystical
power may be, did not take possession
of the provoking veil, so Mr.. Edges
curiosity about the mouth of the blue
eyed damsel remained ungratifed.
IGHovn o.1,.l Md r
fear you are crowded. Pray, sit little
closer to me.
'Thank you sir" was the soft reply,
coming from behind the veil, as Mr..
Edge rapturously refected-'Like an
angel from the gloom of dark cloud" :"
And his heart gave loud thump as the
pretty shoulder touched his own shaggy
overcoat in nesting sort of way
DECIDEDLY this is getting rather roman
tic, thought he; and then, with an
audible whisper, "What would Maria
say?'
The rest of that long, dark, rainy ride
was delicious with that shoulder against
his own. How gallantly he jumped up
to pull the strap for her-by some favor
ing freak of fortune it happened to be at
the very street where he intended to
stop. And under all the circumstances
we can hardly blame him, when the car
stopped so suddenly that she caught in
stinctlvely at his hand for support, for
the squeeze he gave the plump snowy
palm! Any mau in his senses would
have done the same-it was such an in
viting little lily!
Out into the rain and darkness our
two pilgrims sailed, scarcely more than
able to steer their course by the glim-
mering reflection of the street lamps on
the streaming pavements.
me- ia carry ya.,r-haskat ALiss-
as long as our paths lie in the same di-
rection," said Mr. Edge, courteousIy re-
lieving her Of the burden as he spoke.
"And-and-maybe you'd find less diff
fculty in walking if you'd just takesmy
arm!'
Well, wasn't it delightful. Mr. Edge
forgot the wet streets and the pitchy
darkness-he thought he was walking on
roses! Only, as he approached his own
door, he began to feel little nervous,
and wish that the lovely incognito
wouldn't hold On quite so tight. Sup
pose Maria should be at the window on
the lookout for him, as she often was,
how would she interpret matters! He
couldn' make her believe that he only
wanted to be polite to fair traveler!-
Besides his sweeping declarations of the
mOrning-she would be sure to recall
them.
As he stopped at the right number and
turned round to bid the blue-eyed "a re-
gretful adieu, he was astounded to see
her bound lightly up the steps to enter
likewise! Gracious Appollo! he burst
into chilly perspiration at the idea of
Maria horror!
II think you've made a mistake Miss
stammered he, ''this can't be your
house?"
But it was to late-she was already
in the brilliantly light hall, and turning
round threw Of her dripping habiliments
and made him a low courtesy.
Every much obliged to you for your
politeness, sir!'
"Why, it's my vye" gasped Edge.
"And happy to see that you haven't
forgotten all your gallantry toward the
ladies" pursued the merciless little puss,
her blue eyes (they aoere prettyD all in
a dance with suppressed roguery.
Edge looked from ceiling to floor, in
vain search for loop-hole Of retreat;
but the search was unavailing.
of all tones, ''it's the first time ever
aoas polite to a woman in the cars, and
hang me if it shan't be last
"You see, DEAR said. the ecstatic lit
tie lady, Il was somewhat belated-
didn't expect to be delayed SO long, and
hadn any idea l should meet with SO
much attention in the cars, and from my
own husband, tool Goodness gracious,
how aunt Priscilla will enjoy the joke!'
.'If you tell that old harpy," said