The Wheeling daily register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1864-1878, 1872-05-10
Hov HEvAs soLp.-There is in this |

BILE parents" as the yaller kivered nov
els used to put it, who eujoyslife liberty
and the pursuit of happiness in a Main
street store. He wears good clothes
and hair lie on his capillary. His weak
ness is an idea that all that portion Of
humanity who are, arrayed in Dolly
vardens and chignons are stricken with
his appearance, and when he sees a
young lady looking at him from under
her eye lashes, his heart palpitates, his
fingers involuntarily commence rubbing
his upper lip, where he is educating a
base ball moustache-nine hairs on a
side-and he prances round as peart as
turkey gobbler in the early spring.
A few days since young lady from
another city, in company with some
friends at whose residence she is stop
ping, visited the store where our young
hero abounds. He was naturally much
pleased with her, for she is very
beautiful girl, full of mischief and
always ready for anything that prom
ises innocent amusement.
George-that isn't his name, but it
will answer-George, as we have said,
was smitten with her appearance. His
susceptible heart beat in his manly
breast like a trip hammer. He was
very attentive, and by his manner at
tracted the young lady's attention.
While he was descanting on the beau
ties of a highly infamed Dolly Warden
dress pattern, she raised her eyes and
smiled at him in such a way that his
blood seemed to be rushing through his
veins like beer down toper's throat.
She looked and smi!el again and he
was gone gosling.
The business that brought them to
the store being ended, the ladies-for
there were two or three Of them-turned
to depart. George followed them to the
door. Our mischiefloving miss, seeing
his condition, again smiled sweetly on
him and gave him her hand. Tha.
fixed it. He was satisfied that she had
fallen victim to his charms, and he
resol, ed to call on her on the slightest
provocation.
He felt so happy he could not keep
the matter to himself He must needs
tell it, iorgetful that there is a party
of young men on Main street who are
fond OF jokes, and make love affairs
lively for any of the boys when they
learn of them. Twill never do ITO
kiss and tell"
The next day George received note
written in delicate female hand and
in most endearing language, telling BIN
that the young lady Of whom he had
spoken so often and who was upper
most in his thoughts would be at
certain place on certain street aud on
a certain evening. He was so elated
that he did not consider the impossi-
biIity Of the young lady having written
the missive, or rather his selflove and
vanity prevented him from thinking
that she could do otherwise.
He went according to appointment,
and the lady, dressed as before, met
him and took his arm for promenade.
He felt the arm that rested on his
tremble, and when they reached Centre
street, he stole his arm around her
waist to sustain and assure her. He
had nearly all the talking to do. His
fair companion answered his questions
or affirmed or dissented from his as
sertions with monosylables. He spoke
of love; told her the impression her
image had made upon his heart, and
swore by all the gods on high Olympus
that he would remain true while life
should last.
He though two or three times he
detected a suspicion or shadow OF a
laugh, but couldn't be sure. 1t might
be- sigh.
Reaching portion Of the city where
it was quite dark, following the course
indicated by his fair companion, he
drew her to his side and throwing
up the veil, pressed on her lips kiss
after kiss of burning love. The strug-
gle was not as severe as he thought it
would be, but who could resist him ?
Again he assayed, and this time the
lady threw her arms about his neck and
returned his caresses with interest. At
the same time from neighboring cor
ner, where a gas light flickered and
flared, he heard shouts Of laughter and
the omiuous words sold again" He
looked, bewildered. He couldn't un
derstand it. Turning to his fair enslave-
he found that she had taken a seat on
the curbstone and was laughing in a
way that promised to be rough on cor
set strings. He looked again. The
crowd of boys in front Of him were the
Main street youths.
who in thunder are you?' he de-
manded Of the laughing female.
why Bob -" was the answer.
Then George knew he was sold. He