The Richmond palladium. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1855-1875, 1869-02-16
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A Milkman's Love-scrape.
BY. 3. I

CnimneyS anu the gnOSIS roam Tue mousse
over. You hear Of painter falling
from the roof of nine story house. suf-
fering no other damage than slightly
mussing his nicely combed hair, and of
absent minded undertakers making cof.
fms and unconsciously closing the lid
over themselves, and they are rescued
from a living tomb by, if not Venus her,
self, why, Miss Venus's fourth cousin or
grandmother neice. @Haj
Miners and weli-diggers go through
thrilling adventures but they're never
hurt, because heroes are charmed, it's
impossible to kill them. Even your
dry goods clerk has q touch of romance
now and then, and don't Mr.. Shoemaker
experience something in that line p
You've often heard of a banker shutting
a young lady, of remarkable loveliness.
in an air. tight vault, have mt you? Well,
my hero is not banker. What then
A poor undertrodden milkman, of
course, who led q romantic life; some
thing uncommon for that trade.
d Nathaniel Aberdeen Chalkandwater
was the milkman Of a certain village,
and. as every one knows, he had good
time. From early morning till late at
night his jingling bell was heard. A
good old horse was Nathaniers compan-
ion through the route Of distributing
milk. A fine old charger did the milk
man drive; q horse Of uncommonly long
legs, no tail, neck half as long as his
body, blind in one eye and couldn't see
out of the other; there, now you have
Nathaniel's steed. When he trotted he
was stasding still; his gallop was trot,
and when maidened by the whip he flew
through the air at snaips pace; ropes
for lines and a long hickory stick for q
whip. He carried his milk in cans, just
like any other milkman. His wagon
was large rickety concern, with white
canvass cover. on which was painted in
glowing colors, a large COW with enor-
mour horns, and underneath, in black
letters, .4Allk for sail, from the eountery.'
a. Let me give little description of our
hero, Nathaniel. Tall was his form; yell
low was his hair hanging down his back
in strings; eyes, small and twinkling,
Of grayish blue; long-legged and bow
legged. His head was covered with a
tall, white beaver hat; he wore blue
swallow tailed coat, which was orna-
mcnted with large brass buttons; his
pants were checkered in blue and black,
large cowhide boots; and there is our
milkman.E Oh the whole he was regu-
lar Yankee. = ~ g bsssoi (.
= OF the many milk customers there was
one. DR. Curall, who was the father of
most charming little girl. She always
received the milk, bought the tickets,
and, inshort, done all Of the milk bus.
iress.
Many were the shy glances that Ma
thaniel gave Betty Curall; and Betty al
ways .blushed redder'n beet Many
times did the milkmans tell the girl to
keep her money, thinking thus to win
Things went on in this manner, un-
known to the worthy doctor. for a few
weeks, the girl grew more familiar, and
Nathaniel grew in love.
T 1t was q warm evening in the month
of July and DR.. Curall sat in his Office.
thinking Of his youthful days and other
grievances, when timid knock came
upon the door. e. q t-5@
~ /. walk i'm he squeaked; he was a
small man. The door opened, and in
came Nathaniel, blushing aud grinning
like school boy. ~.
what will you have, sir?' said Doc.
'Hem!'
Il say what is your business?' in
sharp tone. FXFIEE E
Nathaniel stood looking at the door
Look here now, man, what the thun-
der do you mean. Tell me, or I'll kick
you out of the housev rising and look
ing fierce.
sPshaw now Doc!'
s7H what do you want?'
:, why; hem! hem!' turning very red.
sao.Is any one sick?' esAH
Not as I know on
You are my mikman, eh7'
3 Il be, sir!'
DO 1 owe you anythingT Y0E 800
> Not as know on, sir" said he grim
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:, Then what do you wantf'
Give me time, Doc.'
'If you don't tell me in five minutes
III kick you out said he, furiously. :,
.Pshaw now Doc turning his hat.
Two more minutes; going to tell me7'
Yes, swow will; Doc kin I have
Bet. fur my wlfea' hundred Nathaniel.
DR.. Curall turned red and white by
turns. xzsss Pc azaaa e q i's2
What he screamed, do you dare