The democrat. [volume] (Weston, W. Va.) 1868-1874, 1869-08-02

she was little. When you see a little
short, fat girl, is sign she has not
been properly hugged- If she had it
would have squeezed her up tallcrl Bat
then we saw the Peace Janlborce, aud we
heard the music, and such music! 1t
seemed as if all the fddlers, and feline
intestine scrapers, and Washers of base
drums, and blowers through brass ius,ru-
mcnts and all the blacksmith shops, tin
horrs, dogs with kettles tied to theil tails,
children who had p1rtakea Of 90 much
small beer, men with the teotlache, cats
TN wcodshcds, screnndcrs OH bender,
fre-crackers, pistols, muskets, ra.-traps
on drunk. music run mad and harmony
badly hurst, had contrived on this occasion
to ill Glerinda's ear with the most un-
mitigatcd doings! And lad succeeded.
Cloriada had so much in hey ear that |
could not whisper love in q fortnight. |
broug hit tin horn and whispered through
that. But it was no use.
The only way could bring her to her
senses, or tone her auricular appurlenalccs
down to their original condition was 10 sit
her straddle Of railroad engine and let
her viii tic j, six hours day until | re-
c,v'r d her. But she'ha not been good
natured a day since That bran-new
frock with s'rcaks up and down it, is all
skurypt till the continuation Of her trail
resembles a garbage cart struck by
lightning while blessed with full load.
Trails are good things; so is Clorindas.
Ahd that little bonnet she had; hun
drcd and sixteen dollars worth of style
and ten cents worth of fabric! Oh, l
guess not! -Four frkins of butter to buy
u oonne besides the other frkins dis
posed Of to purchase other wardrobe for
! Csor:nla. You see she was dairyman's
daughter! Linked sweetness long drawn
out, or butter long a-coming. And that
little ridiculc size had to carry powder,
white chalk, and red doin's. and those
little scrambled hair things what they
wear, aid some other devices. continue
tons, and inventions not enumerated.
Somebody sat down on it, and when they
arose it rescmbled a sum in multiplica-
zion attempted by boy who did not know
how
Clorinda says Peace Jamborces are
humbug. She has not been good.
naturcd since the last end of it. We
rc-chcd her home the Lord only knows
how, The banjorec busted my cash, cx-
hausted my patience destroyed my raj
mcnt, upset my health, deprived nc Of
rest. During all the time it continued.
Clorinda aud got no sleep, except when
| took her down on the Common, where
we reposed like two doves with but
single samp, two swecthcarts piled as one
under the shadow Of rec which doomed
up against the State House. l wanted
them TO let INC rock Clorinda to sleep in.
the cradle Of liberty but they raid the
cradle was full.
don't want her photograph taken
how. 1t amt purity. She don't look
good-naturcd. ldon't believe her picture
woul, call sweetness lack 10 sour milk.
| felt very sad about it. The juice Of
gladness doth not abound in my heart.
The pcrmcating sap Of contentment
rangcth not around my gizzard as was its
wont. | left Clorinda at the house Of
her paternal dcrivativo, and returned, put
on my good clothes, and went to see her.
She was getting fixed. So l sat myself
down under her window, and plaintiyely
l sighed OUT:
ooh, Clorinda, Kinda, Kinda, Rinda;
Kinda. do Kinda inc onc-do!"
Blu, she wouldn't. And then the pale
moon scooted along, and | said:
ooh, moon, moonic, moonie, moonic,
moouie, moonic me onc-dow
But he wouldn't. And little star fol.
lowed the moon like as little poodle dog
follows little girl, and said:
ooh, little star, staric, starie, twinkle
me onc-do"
But nary n twinkle. And a cloud
hegiraed overhead seeming not to care
dytn for my trouble, and IN the agony Of
my bitterness l sank back upon the grass
aud said:
ooh, cloud, cloudy, cloudy, flying
cloudy, cloudy inc one more, for my heart
can't stand itm
And | called again 10 Clorinda and she
wouldn't come. And it is ali on account
of the Peace Jamborcc. She was the best
natured girl on the creek till this trans
pred She was swecter than n new
waterfall, Grecian bend, or free ride to
n picnic. But, alas, her sweetness is de-
parted. What with the jamning and the
examining, the eating Of old baked beans,
secoud handed peanuts and gingerbread,
wherein many an army Of flies had canned,
she wasn't well !
She says no more excursion for her!
She did not like the Hub. She preteis to
remain in the dignity of her own domicile
to take care Of the little doings thereof !;
so she goeth not to Boston for another
spree, not even to see the Coliseum, nor
the big organ. nor the crooked streets, nor
. Gilmore, nor any Of them things, but she
!, goeth to- bed in madness and in sadness,
but not any in gldness.
Such is Clorinda, while I ain disconso-