Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1863-08-20

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with the very exuberance of his affections.
| watched him pretty closely, and [ can take
him off exactly see--this is the way he
fingers his moustache. Pom my soul Miss
Rolandp"
There was peal of laughter, as Nora put
her head on one side -stroking her coral lips,
and initiating Ninian's favoritef drawl to a
charm. g s 81 50
!" Now, dare say.he thinks we are. all ready
to fall down and worship him. remarked
Fanny Palmer Wouldn't it do him good
for some of us to coax him up to the propos-
ing point, and then let him down again, Come
Nora you're the very one to do it"
No" said Nora, decidedly &" 1t wouldn't
be right Dallas wouldn't approve Of it ~. ~
Nonsense - said Fanny. 9 Are YOU going
to give up all fun just because you are en-
gagged to DallarB Marvyn?" -EJ IL
(Ninian Cores hair stood on end at this rev
elation)
Not that exactly" said Leonora; =
wouldn't mind little filtration with some
smart, wide-av AXE fellow but you see, I be-
lieye in the maxim - Hit one of yourzown'
size ; and it would be very Gngenerous to
practice any arts on that haIfwitted, little
| fool So I'll leave him alone :"
Very true, SAID Nelly Marvin, and the
conversation diverged into another channel.
Fifteen weary minutes longer Ninian Gore
sat metaphorically speaking, on thorns, in
that dark closet, before the bevy Of girls
concluded that it would be a splendid thing
to 90 and take walk, and depa ted to bon
net and shawl themselves accordingly. Mn
ian drew deep sigh Of relief as he heard
the last footsteps pattering on the stairs
How to get ont, is the question now as
much as it ever was! he groaned inwardly
She didn't take the key out Of the lock !;
but what use is it to me, on the other side Of
! the door! Hang keySl hang the hat, hang
woman hang eoe1ythig :" r..
! Hush some one was ascending with a firm,
manly tread there was the carcIessly- hum
med fragment of "Travata 1T was surely
Dallas Marvin
Dallas! Dallas halo" heejacuIated, III
| tones he scarce dared to raise above his
breath. Help, for the love of humanity"
Dallas had evidently paused to listen.
| Who is it? Where are you?" he OK
| claimed.
Hush-sh-sh. here in this closet !-Don't
shoot-it isn't burglar!"
Dallas Marvyn strobe into the room, to the
| closet door, unlocked, and flung it OPEN
| There to his surprise, covered Ninan Gore,
| looking not unlike d frightened rabbit in its
hutch *a 50
" In the name Of confusion, how came YOU
hcrc?" he CALCULATED @
And Ninian, first cXacting u promise that
Marvyn would not tell "the girls, related the
tale of his unsuccessful search after the mis-
sing hat and the awkward coatyetenzos which
led to his temporary incarceration. But he
did not mention a syllable of the converse
ton he had overheard No--he crcpt quietly
up to his room, and in the intervals of trunk
packing reflected upon its home truths.
1t produced two very excellent immediate
results One was, that from that hour Ninian
Gore became humber and meeker man,
not to say aciser. The other was, that the
next morning he took himself back to his
native city much to Dallas Marvyn's relief.
Some people take their bitter medicine in
| jelly, some in a lump of sugar. Ninian Gore
took his in dark boudoir closet