The star of the north. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1849-1866, 1865-04-05
DAY In PETTICOATs.
couIdn't i think OF such a lhipg.n
BY A MODEST YOUNG MAN.

/ Il cOuldn I mink OF Sucn q lniHS.I
"But you must My happiness depends
on it, Here, put on the thingumbobs, and
the what's his name"
Aud my friend Bob Styles held up before
my hesiiant gaze whole suit of feminine
/ apparel. et
His idea was that | should persoUae his
lady-love for one day, to prevent anybody
from suspecting the iruth-namely, that
she had joined him in runaway marriage
party-untl il should be too late for inter-
ference that is until the minister should
| have tied knot between Ihem that nothing
but a special grant of the Legislature could
I unite,
/ The scheme was not actually so absurd
as it appeared at first sight. Maggie Lee
was tall, queenly woman, with an almost
masculine air, and, al that time had
very slight form-aImost efsminate, so
that, in fact, there was really but li;tIe diff
erence on that point. Then | had light
hair parted in the middle, and put bonnet
! on my head and lew persons will suspect
that was not of the softer sex These
accessories also gave me quite a decided
resemblance to Maggie Lee, especially
when as this case the disguise was her
own.
Then The day chose for the runaway
match was an auspicious one. Magge's
pa was TO drive her 10 D, small viii
lage near where she lived, and there she
/ was 10 join sailing party down D. riv-
er, TO the grove three miles below from
which the party was TO return in the eve-
ming in carriages
Our plan was, that should be- waiting in
the village, and should go on the beat with
the sailing party, while Maggie, after leav-
ing her father should slip of with Bob
Styles across the country.
AT last got dressed, and presented my
self before Maggie blushng great deal,
believe, feeling very muce piuched about
| the waist, and with an uncomfortable con-
seriousness that my-shir sleeves were too
short or wanting altogether.
Everything finished, in the way of toilet,
Bob Styles took me into his light wagon
ard drove me over TO D, by secluded
route, aud left me al the hotel, where the
sailing party was TO assemble. Several of
the pic-nicers were already there, and they
greeted my cavalier With cordially (every-
body knew Bob Styles, asking il he was
going with lhem. He told them he was not.
Pressing business engagements you
know, and all that sort of thing Deuced
sorry | CART 60, though. ] just had time
to bring Miss Lee over, and now I'm of.
Mr.. Bimby, this is Miss Lee. Miss
WhhergaIl, Miss Lee,' and he ratified off
long string of brief introduclions. which
convinced me that but few of the company
was thus personating-a very fortunate
thing for the preservation of my Disguise
Mr. Bimby, tall, egal-looking man,
with hook nose, and eye glass and puffy
hair, seemed 10 be pleased with my per
soneIle, and overheard him whisper 20
Bot Styles, as be went out:
"Nice looking girl that Miss Lee"
"Yes," answered Bob, with a mis- hiev-
Gus glance al me, "she is a nice girl, though
a luIe go ahead sometimes. Keep little
look out on her, will you ?''-lhen lower
ing his voice said-"not bad match for
you, old fellow, she is rich"
"Is she ?" said Bmby, His interest deep
ening.
son my honor" replied Bob 'Fony
thousand dollars IN her own right"
'Day, day ~ and he was gone.
Maggie Lee arlful creature as she was,
had told her father that the sailing party
was 10 assemble al another hotel and ihiIher
he had taken her. Having business 10
D, he left her, there, merely saying he
would send the carriage for her at eleven
O'Clock. She like dutiful daughter kiss
ed bin and bid him good bye, and before
he had sol a hundred rods, got into Bob
Styles light wagon. which had driven up
10 the back door as MIR. Lee drove from the
front, and the old story of headstrong love
and prejudiced age, was enacted over
again.
As for US oil the picnic excursion, we
had delightful sail down to the Grove, but
somehow, could Lot enjoy it as ought to
have done When walked on board the
boat, felt awkward, as il everybody was
looking al me. | found Mr. Bimby, as
had suspected, young and rising lawyer,
mighty in Blackstone and his own opinion.
He insisted en- paying my fare (the DO al
was regular excursion packeD and pur-
chasing enough oranges, pears, and can
dies, to set up street stand. Four or FIVE
times was on the point of swearing at his
imPrudent oficiousness, but bit my tongue
just in time TO prevent my exposure. But
it was not with him that ] found my role
hardest TO play.
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