The Tiffin weekly tribune. (Tiffin, Ohio) 1859-1868, 1865-09-21

" SlNpJHVV' bUV thIfc was no liClp
Tor it, 50 had to own tho trick
and wenthomo wishing had broke
my arm or neck | didn't caro- much
which. After that for while, |
was rather shy Off love subject
for | did not fancy hearing OF my
last attempt; but 'out oftho abund.
lancc of tho heart the mouth speak
9th, and my heart was 80 iull OF
love for Jessie Hale, that | could
not force my tongue TO keep silence
very long. So one morning after
lounslng in my study until | was
tired OF cyerythinS--myselfin par.
lticular--l went over tho way, re.
lsolycd that the matter should be
decided before | returned. Jessie
was sitting by the parlor window,
busily sewing, and humming some
merry tune TO herself, when | en-
tered. She was looking prettier
than ever, | thought, and found it
terrible hard work to talk on com.
mon. place subjects when my life
was so full of the one so important
to mo. 100.
AT last | broke in upon some of
her nonsense with
p" Why in tho world. Jessie,
don't you say whether you lovo me
on not! What is the use of keep
IA fellow in suspense forever! !
believe you do-in fact know you
do.n su
Here | was again making a sim.
lploton of myself. | might have
known she never would have told
me after that, but | did not under
stand womankind as well then us
have since
ooh, you do know then, dc
YOU +" she said coolly, with mer-
nv twinkle in her eye. Then OF
course there is no neod of mo tel
ling you. .., LOO .-.
"No, | did not mean it, Jessie,
| said penitently. but do you
love mo9 Will you answer me,
yes or no 2"
Yes or no." she answered de-
murely. M ." hm
Oh, Jessie Hale" exclaimed
impatiently. Z" You will drive mC
crazy" ....a.. ..t......
"A terrible misfortune surely,
she said with n laugh. throwing
down her work and stepping thro
the low window upon the lawn
I"Now, Will, will tell you what
| will do il you will promise never
to plague me again about THE"
:" 1 will promise anything if you
will only give me an honest an
swer," | said eagerly.
"Well then, if you can catch me
before | reach tho elm tree, | will
give you n candid answer upon my
honor" H
lthumped my head against the
window sash, and away | went
over the green sward with ten
times more cagerness than | ever
displayed in playing catch in my
boyhood days. A very digniiied
proceeding, truly, for n staid sur.
geon. All the gossips in that
place would have held up their
hands in pious horror had they
seen mo then but did not care
il tho whole world saw me, so in
tent was on catching that flying
Gypsy, and catch her | did, before
she was half way to the old elm
tree,
snow for the answer" l said
eagerly.
/" oh. but can't you wait till
get my breath, drawing it in quick
spasmodic jerks like some dilapi
dated old steam engine. Let mc
see, what was it promised to toll
you."
Whether you love mo or not,
you provoking littlo wretch /" /
said fairly out Of patience.
"Now look here, Mr.. VIII, if
.yoa don't stop calling me names,
j wel't tell you at all, though per
haps that is love talk, is it! Win,
| promised you, say!"
"Of course you did, so don't be
all day about it." t#
" Ii You hurry me ] can't speak
at all for it will take me some time
to think over the objects Of my love
tosee whether you are among them.
Let mo sec-beginning to count
her fingers-there's Chloe, and
Prince-though he hurt your arm,
you KNOWS two and old brin,
die is three and Watch is four, and
let me see-there is-Mr VIM.
Tremaine is five."
! don't think stopped to thank
her for that answer, and if my re.
turn to the parlor was not as rapid
as my exit, it was certainly more
lhad taken my hat and
was out Of the gate before Jessie
reached the house.
j went home in no very enviable
state of mind, resolving that /
never would go near her again.
But by the time | had reached my |
study, my anger cooled considera-
bly,, and | sat down in my arm
,hair and began to think of my
plan Just as | had done a hundred
lines before, how ] could out wit
his provoking little eli. Have her
would, but howl that was the
question. ia'i 't'39 F'H
GA letter for you, sir, /" cried ont
/ boy at tho door. .+.isC 81. sss p /