The Idaho world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1864-1918, 1871-08-17

first time" .
every well; I've seen her every one
Of those days. Isn't that day after
day, BY Jovew
Exactly" replied Dick; "now make
clean breast Of it."
Witherough sent out dozen heavy
pufs of smoke in quick succession, and
then said:
Langston
"Tm here"
"Are you paying strict attention"
Yes, every hair on end"
"Well, we are going to elope to-
night"
Dick gave a long whistle, and let
his chair suddenly fall upon it's four
legs.
"Not a word. Now listen" And
Witherough proceeded eagerly, GIVE
seen her day after day"
so you remarked some time ago."
"Now stop your laughter, Langston;
this is a serious affair. I've tracked
that girl about town day and night
since we met, although she was guarded
by an old dragon aunt or grandmother,
with a nose like parrot, who prevent
ed any further acquaintance. At first
it disheartened me; then | grew bold
as a lion, and determined to go openly
and call on the young lady. So, in my
most elegant attire, | started, reached
her fathers mansion, told my gondolier
to hang round the corner, mounted the
steps, and met the OLD governor plump
in the doorway. Suddenly, | turned
cold-think it was one of my chills
coming on. This Internally wet place
will be sure to bring them back. How
ever, l thought tit best not to make
the call that day, so | simply inquired
if Mr.. Roderigo Barbarossa resided
there, and then stepped into my craft,
took short turn, down toward the
Rialto, warded off the chill with a CT
gar, returned, and saw the young lady
at an upper window. This
me thoroughly. | could have
,hewed up my necktie-that exquisite
oarticolored one, you know. | tried to
convey my sympathy to her, and find
,ut what was the matter. She made
ne understand that she was shut up
n her room. This was abusive. | de-
ermined to rescue her at all hazards.
autographed back that | would write
! note to her, and leave it in one of the
'ases at the foot of the steps. She
nodded assent, and dried her eyes.
lust then, | caught sight Of her hide
'us old aunt in another window. She
vas smiling and reckoning to me like
heather. I'm sure | don't know what
he wanted, and | didn't care. Proba-
'ly she mistook me for an acquaintance;
o turned on my heel, when, 10 my
title girls dad came heaving up to the
cot of the steps again. He appeared
little excited, and fancied he looked
S though he wanted to speak to me,
ut | thought might as well go. 1t
Tas getting late, and | hadn't had my
inner, nor had | time to fritter away on
i'm or any other Italian fool. | would
list as soon as not have talked with
i'm if | hadn't been in a hurry. I'm
5 good as he any day. Am | not de-
cended from a great family"
Eyes, and great is the descent" re-
lied Langston, mentally. 5
"But, to make matters short" con-
inued Witherough, Il wrote a note
an elopement, left it in the
larble vase, returned late in the even |
lg, found reply, and wrote and re-
eived another in which all arrange S
tents were made" '
"By Jove! you've driven matters" a
reclaimed Langston, Shaping the arm c
his chair. q
"And we leave tonight for Pairree," g
'plied Witherough, twisting his mus d
che complacently with his head on a
le side. I
1t was midnight in Venice. The h
eacherous light of day no longer dis v
osed her decayed grandeur. v
From her waters edge rose long h
TVS of marble palaces, bathed in the e
ellowest light that ever streamed a
ON the moon, while over all brooded t
at dreamy stiffness so suggestive of
vers and bravoes.
Within the shadow of those grim Il