Port Tobacco times, and Charles County advertiser., 1868-09-10

''Pity I hadn't three arms for all thes'
girls, thought the poor victim, with ;
suppressed groan. ''I've heard of man.
being placed between two fires but
hang it here are three!'
Not word spake Frederick, as they
wound their slow way up stairs but hi.
thoughts were legion.
eff do get home alive, I'll treat my.
self to dose of prussic acid /! Verdict
Found, the body of a tender youth. q
victim to his own fascinations. Justifa.
BILE suicide. Fickle young men go and
do likewise" ="
"Mr. Pardoe, you are certainly i'll, 81
said his literary lady love, seeing with
the quick eye of affection that something g
was the matter. ''Your face is fright
full pale"
''Is it faintness 2" inquired the other
lady-love on the right, with tender en-
phasis.
My dear May--I mean dear me-no,
girls, no."
"Giddiness 2" pursued the sylph.
"Oh, yes-oh, no. There is some
thing whirling; but I-I-believe it is
not my head"
"He has had a fright" thought the
lady on the left, Jumping at conclusion
1.-The house is on fre-he hopes to get US
out with our things on before the alarm
is given"
Il do trust it is not wine," thought
the lady on the right, "deeply as we are
both attached, I must dismiss him if he
drinks!"
Meanwhile, the moisture on Mr.. Par
does forehead was increasing to such an
extent that he longed for the ability to
get possession of his pocket-handkerchief.
"Three women having hold of one
man! I can't stand this I must put
an end to it; but suicide isis; and
owe duty to my mother; must live for
her sake"
,ous1 Ns RsFd2s & sE!sa Nay in piercing
faint
"Where did the flames originate p
Don't be afraid to tell u.s." exclaimed
Jane, holding fast to her wild fancy of fire.
1.-The flames? More than one fame
Yes! I fear you are right. More than
one fame! And my heart without any
insurance %
What did he mean -? Where were his
wits? His fair companions were strick-
en- with new fear. This was sudden
insanity. They exchanged meaning
glances.
miserable me! I have betrayed my
SELF" thought Mr.. Pardoe. ''Yet why
not? No time like the present" The
color rushed back to his ashen checks
A desperate resolve had seized him.
Ladies, dear ladies, the distress un-
der which you see me laboring, is not
is not
''May Fontleroy," said Jane, with
forced composure, ''let US all three seat
ourselves on this landing-Mr. Pardoe is
seriously ILL.,"
"Not on the landing,'' gasped the un-
happy knight; ''Let us go as far as yon-
der alcove."
Il feel," continued Mr.. Pardoe, after
they had established themselves in the
alcove, Il feel that owe an explanation
both of you-all of you"
"By no means, Mr.. Pardoe; do not
attempt it. Jane, will you wait here
while I 60 for glass of water p
"May-Miss Fontleroy-stay! List
en- to me. When I called you out Of
the parlor it was to get a paper of pins. :"
''Yes, yes, Mr.. Pardoe; do not exert
yourself to speak. you'd better steal
off, Jane. and bring some sal-volatile. y
"a paper of pins
eyes, we know; it was pins" replied
Jane Liscom, who, on attempting to rise.
was held to her seat by the firm grasp of
Mr.. Pardoe's hand.
"Pins,' repeated he, as if determined
to keep his ideas to the point, and afraid
to diverge. "But pins are small part
of it. Girls, did you ever hear of a man
who didn't know his own mind %
"Yes, indeed, often and often," replied
Jane. in an indulgent tone, while May
famed the supposed lunatic with vigor,
having dim idea that air might restore
him to his senses.
Didn't know his own mind" went
on Mr.. Pardoe, with look of anguish,
''nor any one else's mind either, for that
matter; for L certainly don't Girls, may
| speak in q parable p