Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1860-03-01
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"RUBY' ON GLOVES.
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Yes, cut off the g, from glove, and you
have love. But when you cut the fingers
from a glove-beware, Oh. young man,
how you attempt it-you make mitten
and, however, pleasant it may be to receive
the whole glove, and however much you
may regard it as the evidence of the lady's
favor, it is different thing when you arc
the unhappy recipient of the dismcmbercd
trunk. The phrase giving the mtten,
took its rise after this wise. Clotilda,
thirteenth daughter Of Sigismund Bospha-
gus, was importuned by Dontuwish Una
getit, Russian, who had by chance found
his way to her fathers kingdom, and on
account of some valorous deeds had been
knightcd, that he mi ght claim her as his
lady-love, and wear her colors, and gain
her hand. Now ID. was hard favored,
having had the lower part of his ears bitten
off by the frost, which had also conferred
upon him most curious expression of
his nose His eyes were crossed in differ
ent directions, while sabrc-scar had made
hole in his cheek through which his teeth
we're very visible and in those days, tooth.
brushes were not in common Use. These
various disfguremebts, of course, were not
very valuable adjuncts to his suit, and his
manners were rough and coarse, having
been more accustomed to the society of
rude men at arms in drinking booths, than
to the more refined manners suitable to a
lady's bower. But worse than this, than
these, than all, she loved the gentle min.
strcl Guillaume de Gantblanc. Now, ClO-
tlda feared to give him an abrupt refusal ,
lest she might enragc her father and pro
woke him to send her to nunncry to pine
away and die, and commit Guillaume to a
monkery or worse; so she coutrivcd an OK.
pedcnt, Gas any other woman could and
would have done in like circumstances
whereby she might free herself from her
odious lover, and yet not incur her fathers
displcasure. She gave the knight a go-
den utf-box, telling him that it contained
her riding glove, and when he brought her
that glove filled with sand from the shores
of the Jordan, she would marry him. The
knight started off overioyed, thinking that
in few months he might be the proud
lord of the lovcliest lady in the land. He
passed through many tolls, dangers, and
wanderiugs, until he reached the shores Of
the sacred stream. Not waiting moment
for reposc, he rushed to the shore, scrapcd
up the sand, drew the box from his bosom
where it had been carefully kept, opened
the clasp, drew forth the glove, anG-found
it mittcn. Overcome with chagrm and
rage, he plunged into the waves, and his
corpse was carried to its proper place, the
Dead Sea. Women have not changed much
since that day, and their articles are as
many and as ingenious as then, as many Il
man has found to his cost. There, Oh
purr yracir myen"cq"", be warned in time
and let the warning. make you cautious,
lest sometime after long and anxious loving,
after sunset rides and moonlight walks, af-
ter serenadcs and presented bouquets of
rarcst flowers; after DRESSINGS and
hcart-throbbings, and after sweetest smiles
and softest whispcrings, when you proudly
and gladly felicitate yourself upon having
gained the priceless boon of your lady's
love, and rejoice in the possession of the
great treasure of your lady's heart, Oh, be-
ware, lest when you 90 to kiss the glove,
you find it the mittcn.
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