Gold Hill daily news. [volume] (Gold Hill, N.T. [Nev.]) 1863-1882, 1869-06-01
In n rredieamer,-A Lover Takon for a

In n predicamcnt-A Lover Tnkcn Tor q
Burglar.
1t is not often that one, while in the
pursuit Of pleasure, incurs serious dis
comfort, but it it sometimes happens, as
the experience Of Mr.. Henry Mercer will
fully show. 1t must be understood that
Mr.. Mercer is of "poor but honest
parents" and 10 the haste of preparing
him for tho world, a great many accom-
plishments were neglected. In short,
there are people who do not consider
Mr.. Mercer very smart, although a fair
maiden living on or near the corner Of
st. Andrew and Dryades, has bestowed
on him all the wealth of her young
affections. In him she perceiyes the
manhood and strength destined to pro-
tect her from the rude buffetings Of the
world. In her be recognizes the deli.
cate mimosa, on whom 1.-the winds Of
Heaven should not blow too roughly"
FREQUENT interviews have discovered to
them the fondness of early love, and re-
yealed 1.-TWO souls with but q single
thought, two hearts that beat as one"
No wonder when looking through loves
magic lens, the world is all couleur de
rose, and the very atmosphere itself
is scented with perfume. But there was
never bliss without an element of
regret. With them, as others, the
course of true love wouldn't run
smooth. Other destinies had been
awarded the young lady, and her
ancient p~aternal had sworn by the
beard of his father that she should
never wed Mr.. Mercer. AT this Miss
Josephine (such was her name) wep'
bitterly, but appointed an intervisw with
Mr.. Mercer on the back gallery ut the
suspicious hour Of midnight. Mr.
Mercer was the first at tho trysting'
place, but being somewhat inpatient,
walked up and down the porch. The
noise of his feet alarmed the head o.
the family, who, peeping through the
window blind, saw, rs no supposed, q
burglar. Now, in the sleeping apart,
ment of Miss J%osephine's respected
progenitor was a huge bulldog. The
door was quietly opened and the herc'
animal darted our. The first intimatior
Mr.. Mercer had Of his presence was {
burning sensation below the small o.
his back and an hngry growl. AIR
| Mercer thought to turn, but he couldn'
-he forgot Miss Josephine's injunction
of utter silence, and loudly importance
for help.
"Let go, you beast. Oh, Lord /! oh
Lord help murder ~ screamed TIT
sorely-troubled youth, rs he danced
around the gallery, with the huge dot
fastened on behind like arudder. Mr.
Mercer reached back his hand 4
scratch, but it only came in contact will
the big head Of the dog, and his wall
of entreaty became all the louder.
"What shall I do? what shall do?'
| cried the youth, as he made ineffectua
efforts at release.
"Stick to him, bull - cired the crue
parent from within f.; "kill tho b%urglar!'
"Iain't a burglar p responded Mr.
Mercer.
What did you como here for, then
Stick to him, bull"
&c came to SEQ Joscy-little Josey,
she's my sweetheart. For hearen''
sake, take off your dog ~ the you'll
managed TO say between the stings o
the cruel teeth.
This declaration brought Miss 10
sephinc to the scene Of action, and aftel
many eutreaties the dog was called oil
and Mr.. Mercer stood for n moment rub
bling the afflicted parts. He declined
however, TO take n seat, and withou
waiting to make an explanation hurried
away in search OF II physician.
How the matter will end it is iInpos
,ible to say, but the reporter earnestl!
~inclines to the belief that Mr.. MERGE
has won his sweetheart by the ordeal o
battle.