The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1870-02-10

black, with O certain precision In tue VI
and down strokes which suggested IN or
DERBY mind. A Valentine, Of course
What else should It be on the Fourteenth
of February? BY no means the first thai
had passed through those dimpled fingers
either. There WIS Il whole stack UP
stairs-pink, blue, and silver, doves
hearts, darts, and Cupils-al the custom
ary ttns6l and beGlizOnmcnt Of the article
Bit this awas quito another thing. SPlair
letter apcr-no seal, no fine border, OF
flummcry; and the contcnts-audaciolB
Was It child trying TO he grown up, or Q
saucy grown-up pretending to he child
Pussy couldn't tell; and her checks famed
affcsh US, for the third time, she pcrllsed
the astounding page:
"DIdn4 hear youryoIcelSst night, Az
Pussy, Pussy, l,uSSyh Fl9 sfs
Didn't zoe In The cold mOonll Ghtsss g
Pussy, Pussy, Pussy?
Surely tho clock had sounded eight
Long before you reached the gate:
Really. you shouldn't sit up no late,
Pussy, Pussy, Pussy
Your eyes arc beautiful grcCnlslI blue.
Pussy, Pussy, Pussy.
| never saw puss so pretty a. you,
Your stockings arc white beyond compare \
AMI the glossy fIr you call your hair
Is the very home for rosebud fair,
Pussy, Pussy, Pussy.
"GIyo me a little CLEAN Of hope, z tf
Pussy, Pussy, Pussy.
Do not leave me TO pine and mOpG,
Pussy, Pussy, Pussy. It1'
Come to my window and whisper New
WhiSnPF Harry will he true =
And IOyEllly will Ope to you,
Pussy, Pussy. Pussy: ,., ,
"Now, mother, isn't that too bad ?
cried she, throwing down tho letter
"Isn't It mean to send me such Valcn
tine rs that? l might rs well 10 rea
cat ut once, mightn't II" MAJ.
Hardly, my dear" answered Mrs
Palmer, with smile.
"My fur, indeed" went OH Pussy, C0tCh
ing the document again from tho carpet
ibid you ever! And mycycs! Mother
are my eyes grccnish 2"
"Well, always thought them gray-isli
myself; but they look very different n
different times. Just now ] should say
they were pinkish."
"Yes, because I've bem crying Ovcl
this hOrril letter. Oh" said Pussy, ClcnCh
ing q small fist vindictivcly, "1f | could
only find out who sent It, wouldn't | shy
something very different from Newt
Harry, indeGlI Mother, who can UaTg
ybc w WI Z u ) ~ Az 3
~ don't think you know my body o.
that name, except your little lover over
the way-NIrs. SCudanlOrGs little boy
His name Is Harry"
ooh mammal he's u bsby. This Is
some grown PERSONS handwriting
YOU m0y be sure. II was somebody
who saw me out Of the window. You
remember it WINS just twenty minutes pasi
eight when got home last night from
Alice Days II l could only find out who
It was. Il do think it's the WHk1ndest thing
u "AIydcar child, twas meant tDrH joke,
no doubt and though it does not seem
to me very good joke, since my Pussy is
SO nearly young lady'-alrs! Palmer.
smiled a bright motherly smile-"still
wouldn't let 1t distress me II were you,
Take It good.naturcdly, and it won't do
you any harm but TO worry over II al
hour-an hour and n quArteF-pOsitivcly
Is more than il Is worth. Now, darling
get your things on-I want you TO do III
GRAND for me in Main street; and N(lcr'
ward, as tllc'dAy is so fine, you might gel
Alice, and 20 10 the greenhouse about
your baskets. That would make nice
long walk"
And while Pussy Is pushing the coQuCt'
fish Int, with It's ,pGaCOCk's breast, upon
her pretty pufs ,Gf bronze hair, and in
vcstinG her trim tlgnrcfn It's warm jacket
Mrs. Palmer, like a nice woman, dropped
the objectionable Valentine int0 lhBglOw'
ing Goals of the pNrlor crate, and fORdly
hoped that SHE had made M end Of that
She waS wrong-eSGn so light d thing as
a shred Of paper has power to set in mo
ton the wheels Of Destiny. HiiN
"Ohw sQuGaked small Harry over thu
way, ''there's Pussy. lMyI Don't SHE
look pretty neither Look, Uncle Henry
"Dont, Hal; you ate jogging The
table. ! can't ETite,""; responded, ht'
tSSButtwahtyCl soloOt at Prsy-she'l
my lady love, you know"
"Oh! the little girl wrote tho ,VAlcn
tine for. Well, Hal, III COME In a min
ute" Z. ,nu-.r
Court, tho Camp. the Grove" in his
nephew's copy-boOk, and given due attGn
ton to the curves Of the capital Cs, UnclL
Henry rose rather lRnguidly, and turned
to the window.
ashes gone back for something o.
other" explained Hal. shell he along
In amipute, There she comes, Amt sht
/ 6tplndf, I6ae1IAlG, There ain't any
IL tlicRG iFlS tliRtlsihalfsO pretty, Ands tn
going to have her for my wife some dry
when I'm big enough ,.l.t
Pussy slowly descended the steps. Slit
was prCtticr than usual, with the deepen
ed bloom lent by her recent dlscomposurc
and tic slight shadow which still rested
upon her sparkling [loc made her look
Older than she was. Her step had not IL
usual bound as Shc passed down tho street
Looks rs IL she'd been N.crying 'bOu
something" said Hal, whowNs close oh
server.
His uncle turned upon him like a tiger
"Harry ScudamOrc! Is that the girl
wFnte your Valmtineto! IA EIf.
'"Why, Uncle Hal, course 4 Is. Shea
my Indy love, you know"
''You told me II was child of YOU
own age"