Cincinnati daily press. [volume] (Cincinnati [Ohio]) 1860-1862, 1860-04-02

During recent pleasant afternoon, or
rather about the time which poets term
''gloaming," when the dusky folds of night
are beginning 10 close, an exquisite fop, "per-
fumed like milliner," might have been seen
strutting along B-ker street, reminding
the observer Of peacock suddenly stricken
with the spring-halt, his head thrown back
with conceited air, and staring at the ladies
as they passed, and some of whom he thought
were "dem foin cwetahs." Ali you should
have seen that irresistible moustache, goatee
and imperial, a Ia Vandyke's Charles the
First and those pretty, luxuriant locks,
(which made such wanton gambols with the
wind" and took captive so many feminine
hearts. Ahl those enchanting ringletsl
Thereby hangs tale"
The above Is faint outline of Horatio
Claudius Fizsle, who, on the eventfnl and
never-to-b be forgotten evening referred to,
had taken more than usual pains to render
himself captivating. He looked, in fact u
perfect Adonis--"a man of wax" looking
with contempt on the "vulgah" people who
''pass'd 'twixt the wind and his nobility"
Mr.. Fizzle's object, on that particular even
ing, was to meet a Charming cweatah" "-as
he styled her TO his boon companion, Tom
Addlehead--and whose heart he imagined he
had taken captive, and whom he intended
making another victim to his perfidy; but as
Burns saws, tthe best laid plans o. mice and
men gang aft aglee." And so it happened
with poor Fizzle, as the sequel will show.
In due time the fair object of his solicitude
appeared; and then, with all the studied air
Of Beau Brummel, assuming his most
bewitching style of blandness, he bowed
gracefully, at the same time gently raising his
chdpeau, displaying his hyperion curls, which
wero irresistible.
In the meantime, while Fizzle and his fair
iHdmordtd were absorbed on Cupid's theme,
wicked-looking urchin might have been
seen lodging in close proximity. His half
suppressed smile, coupled with an anxious
eye toward Mr.. Fizzle, indicated that he was
bent on mischief From his pocket he drew
thin, almost invisible cord, one end OF
which he fastened to a rail- and the other
end Ito which was attached a small fishing
hook) he fixed, with the adrotness of pro-
fessor of sleight-of-hand, into the flowing
ringlets of the blissful dandy, who was con-
graduating himself on the conquest he was
making. The urchin hastily withdrew, as il
he had fred powder magazine, and watched
anxiously for the explosion.
AT length the parting came; sweet, loving
smiles exchanged; the fond adeu "au reuoir, y
Fizzle receding backward with studied grace;
which movement had scarcely commenced
when the passers-by were startled by the
screaming exclamation of "GOod heavenl'
from poor Fizzle, who stood transfxed like q
statue. And OIL horror of horrorsl what O
sight met the gaze of the fair admirer ofthose
glossy curls which were now lying ignomin-
iously on the pavement, while poor FL per-
cranium presented an inviting study to Pro-
fessor Fowler.
There was peculiarly perplexing predic-
ament." For a moment he gazed with a look
of CONSERVATION, mingled with despair; then
seizing his wig and chapeau, he hastily hur-
ried away sans ceremonie, leaving the fair
admirer of luxuriant locks to reflect on the
deception of Appearances.