The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1869-07-07
A Contretemps at a Ball.

balls a little incident occurred,
which, while it reveals tho treach-
cry of tho sterner sex, suR ,iently
attests the cunning Of those dear
delightful descendants Of Adams
help meet. A gentleman, some
what noted for his partiality to
the sex, had made many excuses
to his lovely young wife for not
bclng able to attend to her festiv-
tiles. He regretted 80 much that
business would dotain him at his
office, and if sho would only fore.
go the pleasure this time, ho would
make ample amends in the future
There was y quiet look Of incrcd-
nilty on tho little matron's face rs
she accepted his protcstalions,
which argued no very implicit
faith in her lords declaration.-
Nevorth clcss he thought it was
all fixed, and ho hurried away
The wifo cdiately donncd her
mask, and, accompanied by u par
ty OF friends, proceeded to the
ball. 1t was not II great lille
before she perceived in the throng
her truant licgc. Securely masked,
she quietly watched his move
mcnts. Very soon, one other rfriends
app oachcd him, and begged the
privilege of introducing him to a
most fascinating lady, and the un-
suspccting lady.lsillcr was duly
presented to his own better half.
Never dreaming that he was prac-
ticing his greatest persuasiveness
upon one whom he had an IN.
doubted right to please, he oxerted
all his destinations.
oh. sir: Won emit: but me ont
with your flattcry! [ 1suspect you
arc a married man. said the lady
mo, indeed but l confess n vii.
lingness to get married since l
had tho pleasure Of seeing you
was the gallant reply.
Indeed but you haven't seen
my face yet!
No, but l know it is beautiful.
The exquisite grace that accom-
panics everything you do and say
tolls me as much
Indeed |!
i think so ; but you will no Ion
ger deny mo that qualification !;
for l assure you, lady, l am decp-
IS in love-
Indeed /
1T is true. Until [ met you
tonight women have looked to IN Z
bomeIy and commonplace
ooh, you arc jcsting!
Indeed, am not
And you never loved any one
before p
Never Your sex to mo ap-
pcarcd always dcccitfuI, and my
heart refused them all sympathy,
but for you l feel n passionate at
traction [ have no power or incli-
nation to resist
Can this be truc?'
1T is, indeed !"
And YOU wish TO SEQ my faco 2
Il am mad with impaticnce,
since it will bo the only Taco my
heart will ever mirror. 1t has
upon it now no rival imprcssion.'
You arc so persuasive | can no
longer deny you the privilege
look ! and the mask was removed.
'The dcvil!' said the discomfit-
cd benedict, indul ging in pro-
lOnrcd whistle,
'Oh, no, my dear, only tho face
that has no rival impression on
your hearth
"say, Mary, let's call it square,
and 20 home
Il think we'd bcttcr, and thoy
went. But it is II noticeable fact
that since then our friend has
talked but littlo Of his triumphs
with tho sex.
LABon.-No great man can DO
an idIcr. The world is tccming
with work for us all, and no ono
can do that which God has given
another TO do. We seek amusc-
mcnts to pass away tho timo, when
evcry hour is crowded with human
dcstinice, and wo have not one
moment to waste. The seconds
Of time are tho woof ctcrnity--a
moment mis-spcnt and there is q
flaw in tho web.
We must work. Not all bc
rcapcrs, not all cleaners; butall may
do something. Day after day
humanity is stretching out her
hands for help, poor orring souls
going down TO ruin, because men
and women love self moro than
God. You who lounge on luxu-
rious couchcs, who boast Of your
Highlands, tell mo what those
hands have ever done for others :?
The poorest day laborer who
walks the strcots is greater than
you. Not all kings wear royal
robes or sit on thrones ; and ho ia
fur moro kingly and noblo, who
earns his bread by tho sweat Of