The state rights democrat. [volume] (Albany, Linn County, Oregon) 1865-1900, 1873-01-17
GOING HcsrE WITH SALLY.
The G1oriss OF the spelling schooL

GOING HCME WITH SALLY.
The Glorsss of the spelling school. +.
One bright moonlight winters
night in the days of ..lang syne,"
when school houses, cheap school
masters and Llue beach-rods were
the only instrumentalities used for
teaching the young idea how 70
shoot" we chanced to attend
.spelling-schooi" in certain rural
district, the geographical location of
which it IS not necessary to mention.
Twas there, however, where our
eyes first fell on "fairy form" that
immediately get our susceptible heart
in blaze. She was sixteen crthere-
about, with bright eyes, red checks
and cherry lips, while the auburn
riDglets clustered in a wealth of pro-
fusion around her beautiful head,
and her person, to our ravished i'm
agination was more perfect in form
and outline than the most faultless
statue ever chiselled by the gculptor's
art. AS we gazed, our feelings,
which never before had aspired girl
ward 1--WE were scarcely eighteen)
were fully aroused, and we determin-
ed TO go home with her that night or
perish In the attempt. As soon,
therefore, as school was dismissed
and our lady-love suitably bonnetted
and cloaked we approached to offer
our services as contemplated, and
we then learned an important lesson,
viz: the difference between resolving
and doing. As we neared her to put
our resolution to execution, we SEEM
ed to be stricken With sudden
blindness; then red, green and yell
low light flashed upon our vision,
and appeared and disappeared ike
witches in phantasinagoria. Our
knees srnote together Ike Belshaz-
zer's, and our heart thumped with
apparently as much force as if it
were driving ten-penny nails into our
ribs. We, in the meantime, having
reached Sally's side. managed to-
msmble over something which is per-
haps known to the recording angel,
but surely is not to us, at the same
time poking out our elbow as near at
right angles with our breast as our
/ physical contortions could possibly
permit.
/ The FIRST feeling over, what was
our delight to find the object of our
love clinging to our arm with all the
tenacity that drowning man IS said
TO clutch straw.
Talk Of Elysium, or sliding down
l 4zr
flutes, what are such ''pheelings" in
comparison with those mighty ones
that swelled our bosom nigh unto
bursting Of our waistcoat buttons19
Our happiness was simply ecstatic,
and every young lady or gentleman
: who has ever felt the mighty throb-
, bings of newly pledged love, Will
completely understand that common
word:
Well, we walked on pleasantly
toward Sally's home, conversing very
! costly and sweetly as We passed
4 along, until so courageous did we
become that we actually proposed
a 'tto go in and sit awhile" to which
our Dulcinea very graciously con-
sented. Alas for u.s. how soon were
: we to be reminded that sthe course
t of true love never did run smooth. ''
Sally had a brother OF some ten
: summers, WHO accompanied us along
: the way and who was in wonderful
n high spirits art the idea of his sisters
q having beau, and he would circu-
# late around us every now and then
9 giggling in the height of his glee,
and examining US as closely as If
d Sally and ourselves were the world
r renowned Siamese twins, and he was
e taking his first look. Bill, by the
= way, was a stubbed, chrckle-headed
s boy, whose habfliments would have
i made the fortune of an ordinary deal
d ler in mop rags.
: At length we arrived at the bars,
r and while we were letting them
n down, Bill shot past us and tore fol
:. the honse. as if pursued by a thou.
+ sand bulls of Bashan. He flung
It open the door with a bang, and
= shouted at the top of his voice:
K Mother, motherl Jim Clark j:
!. comm home with Sallr'
}, "Is ke?" screamed the old woman
L in reply. "Wal, I declared / didn'i
n think the saphead knew enough"
If tFrom the New York Times.l