The Wheeling daily register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1864-1878, 1868-12-15
Correspondence Louisville Democrat J
"YUBA DAM"
CHICAGO.


there, only to fish, and was under the
impression that could catch them in a
bucket at the hydrants, utterly forget
ting all about the great lake tunnel.
lie GOES To A FAIR
know all about various confidence
games, but consider myself Just as like
~ to be taken in by the simplest of
them as the verest greenhorn of Posey
county. How oft these sharpers must
have bewailed their bad luck at my not
having plenty Of money!
With all my experience | dropped in
to a fair held for the benefit of some
confounded society or other. | thought
/ would expend dollar or two, and see
what was going on. So bought myself
ticket and slid in. | went to a table
where refreshments were sold, and called
for some oysters, chicken salad and
coffee. A beautiful siren with big black
eyes, little white hands and most be-
witching mouth, spread the edibles be-
fore me. | don't know how it was, but
felt strong affinity for that minister
ing angel at once. While eating and
drinking, and devouring her with mine
scattering conversation. At last | arose
ard handed her five dollar bill. She
put it in little box, and forgot to give
me any change, but instead thereof a
sweet smile, unto me saying:
"Are you stranger TO Chicago 7"
eyes, madam, am from Kentucky"
as it possible! am a Kentuckian
also"
"Ah | knew it,"
GLOW did you know it, may ask 7"
The reply was whispered, but it pro-
duced faint blush, dropping of the
beautiful eyelashes, and gratifed
smile.
"Would you like to walk around the
room and look over our fancy articles 7"
quoth the siren.
"If you will show me-" quoth the
spooney.
She took my arm, and raising herself
by it to her toes, she murmured, "wc are
not strangers, you know"
Go away, Grant, with your Presiden-
cy, / would not change places With you
this minute. Nor with Colfax, who was
married this morning. Go away, jack
screws, you can't raise me any higher.
We wandered through that room, talk
ing-sweetly talking, of things that had
been, of things that were, and of things
that might be. Pretty soon we came to
a silver tea set that was to be raffled off.
Would | take a chance' Of course l
would. Then wonderful cake, with a
valuable ring concealed in it, appealed
to the cupidity of the chance-takers. l
was persuaded ts take chance III the
cake. And so things glided on until L
concluded that if | took many more,
chances for getting home would be
rather slim. SO refused to tempt for
tune any farther.
Anon a costly work box met our eyes,
but bravely resisted all appeals, until
the little black-eyed scoundrel took me
on a new tack. Leaning heavily on my
arm, and absolutely resting her cheek
on my shoulder, with those wicked eyes
and silvery tongue she said:
won't you take chance for mel"
Oh. well, Hutcher, folks preach abeut
the fall of Adam, but l never blamed
him, though don't think the old fellow
had half the excuse l had. l needn't
tell vOu that took that chance, and kept
on taking chances for the unprincipled
and beautiful wretch that had me in tow
until had not dollar left. Yes, was
penniless, and then it began to dawn on
me that the young lady was working for
the success of the Fair, and that ! had
made a frst-class feol of myself, as
usual.
MORAL REFLECTIONS.
There was l, bankrupt in money, in
reputation, in self-respect. l had been
robbed-yes, robbed, for where is the
difference between a pair of Derringers
and a pair of black eyes in a robbery
You part with your money because you
can't help it. know that society locks
with lenient eyes upon these female
guerrillas who haunt these charitable
fairs, but it is my opinion that when all
robbers come to take their final trial
and receive their final sentence, that
little Chicago robber will take her place
by the side of Jack Sheppard.