The aegis & intelligencer. [volume] (Bel Air, Md.) 1864-1923, 1865-10-06
JW1steIIaneous.
LOVE BY MOONLIGHT.

30, girls, girls, do come here into my
room I've something splendid to show
you. Make haste, quick, quick, OF the
bell will ring and we shall not have timep
"What. is it?" chimed chorus of voices,
simultaneously, but Fanny Clayton pushed
them all into the room in a BODY. and
locked the door.
GA 1ove. letter." she exclaimed, drawing
from her apron pocket white envelope,
"a real, live, delicious love-letter p
Goodness goodness you don't say
so! Who in the world is it from ?"
"That's what l don't know; there is
no name. See here the conclusion
From your ardent admrer, W.'-that's
all; he's one of the Club fellows, though,
and-but I'll read it ALL" and Fanny
settled, schoolgirl fashion, right down 10
the middle of the floor, and the girls
grouped themselves around her, some
peerng over her shoulder, some scanning
her face, all eager, breathless, and pant
ing with curiosity, awaiting the revelation
of that wonderful document. And this
is what she read:
"THE HOME CLUB, July 18th.
"S,oeeteSt Lady: Do not become in.
dignant at being thus addressed by one
you may consider an entire stranger, or
deem me presumptuously rude in intrud.
ing myself upon your notice. Let my
tenderness plead my cause-my love be
my apology. CSplendid go on.') And
thong we have never met, you are no
stranger to me; have studied you ever
since you became an inmate of Mrs.
Champions Seminary. CDid you EVERY
L have observed you when you little
thong bit of such thing. There is not q
motion of your body, not play of your
features, that | do not know by heart
not chime of your merry. ringing laugh
that is not as familiar to me as the muir.
muir of mountain stream beloved in
childhood. GO, my! my!) That beau.
teous face of thine, those rosy cheeks, those
starry eyes, those dropping, jetty curls
are visions of my midnight dreams,
('Beautiful beautiful y the burden Of
my waking hours. o, pity me, sweet
angel! Consent to bestow one smile
upon me, ere l am driven to desperation.
('Mercy me y Could you manage to
elude the vigilance of your teachers and
grant me an interview? DO not refuse
me! And l pray thee send me one word
OF hope to the Home Club without de-
lay. When we meet | will then reveal
my name. Heaven grant it may be sooD.
Trustingly 1 wait.
"Your ardent admirer, w."
"There-what do you say to that ?" de.
manded Fanny, as she folded the paper
and replaced it in her pocket. ~ say it
beats everything!" and "Who can he
be 2 and "What are you going to do p
were some Of the sounds distinguishable
amidst the universal ehattenug.
81 never spoke to man in that Club
in my life," said Fanny; 81 have never
seen but two-one handsome fellow with
splendid whiskers, the other foppish.
looking chap, with dandy goatee. !
shouldn't wonder bit if it was him."
(Which, the one with the whiskers ?"
"No, the other"
"But Fanny, say, what are you going
to do p
"Do! why, girls, don't you see there's
oceans and oceans of fun in this letter.
whole mountains of it, and I'm going tc
use it, too. It's getting awfully here
we haven't had bit of sport since tina,
affair with the Professor Can't you see
there's fun in that?"