Gallipolis journal. [volume] (Gallipolis, Ohio) 1837-1919, 1868-08-06
Number 3S.
Popping the Question.

oe lhtrouuceu oy any sage remarks.
And yet it is important. Sometimes
many times, mans happiness has
depended on his manner of "popp,no
the question. Many a time the girl
has said "No!' because the question
was so worded that the affirmative
did not come from the mouth natur-
ally; aud two lives that gravitated to
each other with all their inward force.
nave been thrown suddenly apart,
because the electric keys were not
carefully touched.
Another writer corroborates this
statement. "Oftentimes," saws he
ga girl says mo- to an offer, when +
is as plain as the nose on her face sbe
means yes The best way to Judge
whether she is in earnest or not, is to
look straight into her eyes, and never
mind her nose"
There are some people that never
''pop the question" but once. They
are cautious; they love with their
whole hearts before they ask that all
important question, and they never
love again.
Others go through life, popping
to every girl that they are fortunate
enough to be introduced to, and to
be treated civilly by: and are never
answered "Yes." He that SAYS
bluntly, "Will you marry me?" has
no music in his soul, or is widower
counting house or farm.
Popping the question" in Peru is
very romantic. The suitor appears
on the appointed evening, with a
gaily- dressed troubadour, under the
balcony of his beloved. The singer
steps before the flower -decked win
dow, and sings her beauties in the
name of her lover. He compares
her size to that of palm tree, her
lips to two blushing rose buds, and
her womanly form to that of the dove.
With assumed harshness, the lady
asks the lover, "Who are you, and
what do you want2" He answers,
with ardent confidence, "The dove 1
do adore! The stars live in the har-
mony of love, and why should we
not, too, love e9ch other?" Then
the proud beauty gives herself away;
she takes her flower wreath from her
hair, and throws it down to her low
er, promising to be his forever.
Some people consider these mat
ters very philosophically. A love-
smitten professor in one of our col
leges, after conversing awhile with
his Dulcinea on the interesting topic
of matrimony, concluded at last with
declaration, and put the emphatic
question of "Will you have me?" 81
am sorry to disappoint you,'" replied
the lady, "and hope my refusal will
not give pain, but must answer mo-"
'W ell, well, that will do, madam"
said her philosophical lover, "and
now suppose we change the subject"
A gentleman known by the name
Of Dodd, who is matter of fact bu-
siness man, who always gets his
goods at the lowest cash price, began
to get rather advanced in years. He
called on lady friend, and inquired
of her what she thought about the
. advisability of his getting married.
ooh, Mr.. Dodd, that is an affair in
which / am not greatly interested,
and l prefer to leave it to yourself"
"But, says Dodd, "you are interest
ed; and, my dear girl, will you marry
me?' The young lady blushed, hesi-
tated. and finally, as Dodd was very
well to dc in the world, she accepted
him. Whereupon the matter Of fact
Dodd coolly responded, "Well, I'll
look about; and if I don't find any
body that suits me better than you,
will come back"
But often conversations in refer
ence to these matters partake more
of acerbity. A very diminuative
specimen of man lately solicited the
hand of a fine buxem girl. "Oh,
no." said the fair but insulting lady;
81 can't think of it for a moment.
The fact is, John, you are little too
big for cradle, and little too small
to go to church with"
The ladies are sometimes proficient
in urging men to ask the question
which by etiquette they are not al
lowed to ask themselves. A lover,
vainly trying to explain some scien-
tific theory to his fair inamorata,
said, "The question is difficult, and
don't see what 1 can do to make 1t
clear" "Suppose you pop II"
whispered the blushing damsel.
"Miss Brown" said young fel-
low to a brisk brunette, 81 have been
to learn to tell fortunes. Just let me
have your hand, if you please.
'.La! Mr.. White, how sudden you are!
Well, go and ask papa"
That reminds us of story of Pro-
fessor Wilson. A young man who
had gained the affections of his
daughter, waited upon "papa" and
stated his case, of which the Profes-
sor had a previous inkling. The
young gentleman was directed to
desire the lady to come to her father,
and, doubtless, her obedience was
prompt. Professor Wilson had be-
fore him, in review, some work, on
the iy leaf of which was duly in
scrlbed, "with the authors compH-
ments." He tore this out, pinned IL
to his daughters dress, solemnly leu
her to her young lover, and went
back to his work.
E Seymour's friends, IN i1os' soc,
murdered draft officers, sacke9 10y
al offices, burned orphan asyiSms'
cheeerd for JEFF Davis, Horatlo oeyc
mour. the rebels and the 6slsnce 1Hsn OF
the Democratic party. in 1000 Ins
same @ friends met in that city and
sno smnnorted by Hampton, Forrest, Of
s%p Enrt Pillow memory, and the friends
80 left Davis, nominated the said
uoratio for the Presidency.
~ The Albany Journal says:
.The mode of Gov. Seymour's NOM
nation for the Presidency, after
rIadood himaelf not to be 8