Juliet signal. [volume] (Juliet [i.e. Joliet], Ill.) 1844-1???, 1862-10-28
A Great Fan.
BY Hal JOHNSON.


Long ago, before the white streaks began
to peep remainder my beaver, thought
myself Immensely good.iooking-in fact
6iauig. Not that the mirror said so. but
because the girls said SO. At husking froi.
les ana apple-bees my quotas of good
times were very large-much larger than
at the present. fancied my good looks
ana wining ways were irresistible. THE
rays still finger. "if know myseif"). that
II met a really nice girl she was in love
with me on the spof. | am quite rid Of
such notions now. and tits years since they
gave me any trouble.
Ho'c became relieved, and how sudden
y, OF such an amount of good opinion of
myself aud my personal attra ctions / will
reia'e' hoping my experience will deter
other young men from being "let down.
from such dizzy height so unceremonious-
ly.
lett Halifax in December by stage for
Boston. The ground was quite barren a.
snow. consequently the journey must be
dome" upon wheels, and over roueh-fro-
zen roads. Alone, in the vast asoIoeies
Tor mail coaches, was to travel some -four
hundred miles-truly most cherries
prospect for handsome and socially inclined
young man. Nevertheless, what must be
must De" and the wagon started, myself
solua.
How tedious was the ride relieved ouly
oy the hope that at the next village, town
or grocery, fellow passenger might take
one of the empty seats in the cart that iol.
ted me so slowly over the road None
came. and still journeyed on-but like all
other things, this too had an end.
arrived at the pretty village Of D in
the Pine Tree State about sunset, aligh.
ted to walk the kinks from my limbs pre,
paratory to the long night ride to Bangor.
while the post master changed the mall
what, thought |, would l not give for
fellow passenger, male or female, white or
Indian, Tor this last and seemingly longest
OF all my rides since the start. Thus cog
itatIng, returned to the stage. Judge Of
! my JOY on finding the Lack seat aporopria.
ted by beautiful girl and elderly gentle
mau-deaf. as afterward learned. But,
too grateful for company, did not MUIR
muir at the thought of riding. backward
so placed myself, my face beaming with
my most attractive smiles, upon the front
seat my Gus G-rtS being the beautiful
young lady aforesaid. A sharp crack of
the whip and we were off for the night,
myself, the lady, and at that time, to me !,
that useless parsonage, the old gentleman
TO start conversation l remarked that
| twas fine evening"" "the roads were
pad, a night ride has its pleasures no
/ less than its palms," End upon other conn
mon-place stage-coach topics, without elici
ting more than monosyllables in reply and
even there we've spoken with modest fall
! ling of the eyelids, very low tone and a
I nfh a
| heart to speak to young man. allowed
the conversation to drop, aud took search
ing look at the object Of my ''love at first
| sight" She had on wretched six cent
calico Dress. miserable shawl, a neat
white something about her neck, and a
shocking bonnet, but her face was angelic
OF the half earth, half heaven kind, that
cannot be described.
Inat she was smisten, felt sure That
she loved me could no longer be doubted
Tor she was drawn (involuntarily, of counsel,
to the seat beside me with the remark,
scarce audible from excessive reserve, that
! 1t made her sick to ride with her face to the
| fr NJ.
Poor thing Could she be suffering? I
| placed her beside me and sought ut allevi-
ate her pain by engaging her in conversa-
.'SHt SNN o.'O Woo NOU lIdRlc UT IOO Q6eOlY
interested in the new born sentiment that
was no doubt connecting her whole exis-
tence with mine, to reply, except in a
tremulOus yes or no, whispered in a half
sigh.
Plainly" thought I, "a case of love at
first sight-unquestionab
| Her head dropped and rested lovingly
upon me. My arm encircled her waist.
Entranced, we took no note of time. 1t
might have been midnigt or morning. ]
knew not, nor cared. a slight nesting in
dictated that the wakeing dreams of the
frail sensitive being at my side were dis
turbed. pressed her still more closely
to ne. I"seemed to walk on thorns," my
pathway amid the clouds, and the fifth
heavens my destination.
| She raised her eyes to mine-such eyes
How implOringly Her lips moved-the
sounds were not audible-when with
sudden, impatient spring. in loud and
broken masculine, Yankee drawl, she ejac-
ulated:
GOOD Lord I'd gice dollar II could
puke !"
Oh, what fall was this have never
imagined any one in lave with me, at first
sight since.