The Ebensburg Alleghanian. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1865-1871, 1869-06-17
An Unpleasant Situation.


John Smith-you've heard of him-is
very bashful; is too bashful in truth. He
was born and raised in the country.
His father gave him good education and
allows htm plenty of money. But John;
with all other attainments, never could ac-
custom himself to the society of females
not because he did not like the girls, but
| because his shy nature would rot permit
him to associate with the fair sex. It
once happened, not very long ago either,
that Johns father had some very impor-
tant business to transact in the city. He
also had some very particular affairs to at
| tend to at home, which demanded his
personal attention, and not possessing the
power of ubiquity, he delegated his son
y ohm to transact that In the city.
John, being thus commissioned, imme-
diatelJ proceeded to the city and to the
residence of fathers old fvjRrds 5BbantIif
found 70 ~ ~~SSOlIuI daughter, and god spec
tacles.
John was ushered into the parlor Ga
new thing for him) and motioned to a seat
no sofa (another new thing)
But we must use his own language:
/ took my seat and made observation
Everything was fine Fine carpets, fine
sofas, fine tables, fine curtains, fine books,
fine piano, fine everything, and especially
fine young lady who was dressed in fine
silk, and who had fine curls, and fine
appearance generally.
After chatting with the old gentleman
a few minutes, he took down his hat, told
me to make myself at home for an hour or
two and left-left me alone with his
daughter and a small mischievous boy, the
young lady's brother. l did not relish
the situation at all The idea of keeping
city belle engaged in conversation for
two hours; perdition Silence reigned
in the parlor for a short time, you may
bet / amused myself as much as posi-
bic with the boy, l loaned him my knife and
my watch key, and watched him cut holes
in the carpet with one, and spoil the other.
l don't know what would have done had
it not been for that boy-he was so good
to attract ones attention, you know.
It's true, he asked some startling quss-
tions, occasionally, such as this, for in
stance Are you going to court sister
Emily 2" but such things must be expect
ed under such circumstances.
Miss Emily, thinking no doubt that to
be good hostess she must keep the guests
engaged In conversation, asked me "how
l liked country Efe," etc. She said it
| would be beautiful sight to see the la
borers, male and female, romping on the
new mown hay on New Years day that
she always did think she would like to
suend a Christmas in the country nut
gathering with the village lads and lasses;
that it always had been a mystery to her
how they got eggs off the trees without
breaking them.
In return, | thought to' keep up my
part of the conversation, it was necessary
| for me to quote poetry and the like, which
| did. Among other quotations, [ un-
fortunately repeated the wellknown lines
of Shakespeare SOS
'There's divinity that shapes our ends,
Rough hew them we will"
At this juncture, the boy, who had
perehed himself upon my knees, looked
very earnestly into my face and said:
divinity shapes the end of your nose
mighty curious.
I'm certain that wished somebody
would spank the young rascal We talked
of hills, mountains, wales, cataracts Il be-
lieve / said waterfalls, when the boy spoke
up and said:
"Why, sisters got trunk full of 'em
up stairs-paE.a said they are made out OF
horse hair"
This revelation struck terror into me
and bushes into the checks of my fair
companion.
It began to be apparent to me that
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