The Tiffin weekly tribune. (Tiffin, Ohio) 1859-1868, 1864-04-14

bnck hold. or side hold, ruu.h.Snd tom.
blc--my best hold. Yet, had no girl:
| was nothing in the debating society but
a spectator, aud could not show a reward
of merit, IL the penalty for not doing SO
was, "to be hung by the neck until Twas
dead"
Once only did one Of the girls, Mary
Sheets il was, take any notice Of me,
nnd that was at holiday May party.
The boys were preparing to raise a
pole, which had been gOily fcstc.acd
with wrcOths and bedcckcd with flowers
Jack Travis was ut the butt of the pole,
propping il with his broad shot ldcrs, and
tho other boys were tugVing uway nj the
rope, fastened at the middle. Al such
parties was like an IDIOT. Nothing 10
do; nothing that could do, but watch
what th" others did. The boys tuggcd
at the rope aud Jack Travis lifted until
his face was us rcd MS scarlet, bu, the pole
would not go up. rcmcmbcr what u
! savage joy possessed me while watching
Jacks incflt ctual attempt 10 display his
strength before the girls, and especially
his girl, who was watching him intent.
". Mary Sheets saw me sitting on an
ant hill. some yards from the crowd, and
came towards me. Once I had q notion
10 get up and run, but pride held me to
the ant hill She had never spoken TO
me, in her life perhaps ncv-r had an op-
portuniiy to before.
"Jomcs Talbot" said she, "wont you
help the boys raise the pole; come, won't
you!"
With such n smile ms accompanied the
the request, how could dcclincl got
up, conscious Of my great strength, and
seized hold of the rope, thrusling aside
some of the boys who, with red faces,
streaming with sweat from cxcrtion,
threw themselves on the ground, aud
summoning the mirhticst concentration
of strength ] could command, slowly bu,
surely pul led the pole 10 it's pcrp"udicu-
lar, amid the shouts Of surprise from boys
; and girls. That did, was somebody
for while. Mary Sheets asked inc to
play in the games aud paid me consider.
able attention, but | was awkward aud
ignorant Of the rules of the game, and
) made some internal blundcrs that c,n.
vinccd me had better retire upon what
; laurcls had, aud 40 rctrcatcd 10 the
ant hill
Well, to hasten on with the story there
came, one day, 10 our village, a new fam
ily, strangers to all in the village, an,
consequently the members thereof un
dcrwcnt examination and criticism by III,
; curious.
The father was a painter by occupn
ion, and had come to the village to bet
ter his fortune. I'll not take up time il
describing him or his, excepting, howev
CT, his daughter, for she, by no means, Il
an unimportunt character in this sketch
Katie Harrison was beauty, if evel
there was one. She was not tall, jus
medium, but as graceful and 1.-THE rs 4
fairy, in fact ! thought her one. | never
could induce myself to think she wa,
mortal; that she could take the coars,
nourishmcnt Of the rest of humanity
without pining away and dyisg. | con
fess had most ludicrous IDEAS of womcI
then, and what man has not some tim,
in his life. Angels were the nearest
comparisons could emp 10y. Now, al
though mature age has weakened these
boyish fancics,I think them yct,as Gods
beat gilt to man." am ready to knock
; down, with all the vim and strength OF
youth, the man whoslanders or miscalls
n woman. Katics dark eyes were my
constant torment. They made mo thrill
through and through with an undefnablc
and painful pleasure. | used TO wotcl
her over tho top Of my arithmetic, (foi
she went to our school,) for hours, and
when by accident, she would look up and
catch me in the act, the magnetic gazc OF
her splendid black eyes. shot a something
through and through my poor, quivering
heart, very like a steel headed arrow. ]
couldn't say VIII It il was then, but can
tonight. IT is clear to me now.
Dumb and uncouth os I was, wild
idea seized me on the morning she first
came to the school, and saw her heav.
cnly beauty, to have her for my girl; aud
before the week ended, the misty idea
became fixed resolution. Greut heav-
ems! thought I as lay in bed at night.
can such extotic pleasures be In store for
tmcl
How should ] accomplish Il, ahd then
when this conjecture was started, my
spirits would fall like dead weight at
the painful remembrance of my ignorance
and uwkwardness. Well, let me tell the
inidel or unbcliever that providence fu-
vors the brave and true hearted.
One Friday afternoon, in January, n
great snow storm burst upon the village,
and il came in that wintcrish way, that
told of drifts high over fields aud fences.
floundering pedestrians and belated irav.
clers. Steadily it came down and l
watched II with delight that never
again expect to experience. was per-
fec,ly happy, because had formed
plan, and every fake that fell helped me
in it very materially. I formed plan to
bring about the dearest object of my soul
an acquaintance and familiarity with