The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1873-12-25
Sitting Up With Her.

She was expecting him Sunday night;
tho parlor curtains were down, the old
folks notified that it was healthy to go
to bed at eight o'clock, and Johnny
bribed with a cent to permit himself to
be tucked away at shutdown. He sneaked
up the path, n eye on the dog and the
other Watching for the cold man." who
didn't like him any too well, gave a faint
knock at the door, and it was opened
and he was escorted into the parlor.
He said he couldn't stay but a minute,
though he didn't mean to go home for
hours. She wanted to know how his
mother was if his father had returned
from York state if his brother Bills
rheumatism was any better; and he
went over and sat on the sofa so as not
to strain his voice. Then conversation
tagged, and he played with his hat, and
she nibbled at the sofa.tidy. lie finally
said it was a beautiful evening, and she
replied that her grand father predicted
a snow-storm. He said he guessed it
wouldn't snow, as the moon wasn't
crooked enough to hang a powder,horn
on the end she said she didn't believe
it would, either. This mutual u der
standing seemed to give each-other
courage, and he wanted to know if she
had seen Bill Jones lately. She hadn't,
she said, and she didn't want to. Then
she went to talking about the donation
visit which was to be given Elder Be- ny,
and he carelessly dropped his hand on
hers-his right hand-while his left
sneakcd along the sofu to get behind
her shoulders. She pretended not to
notice it, and he looked down at his
boots and wanted to know if she
thought mutton tallow rotted out boots
faster than lard or lampblack. She
couldn't say, but she had an idea that
it did. He had just commenced to lock
fingers with her, when she discovered
something allied the lamp, She rose up
and turned the light down a half, MAX
ing the Don look dim. It took him
five minutes to get hold of her fingers
again she pretended to want to draw
her hand away all the time. After a
long pause he lowered his voice to a
whisper, and he said he didn't see what
made folks love each other. She bit
her handkerchief and admitted her 10
norance. He said that he could name
n dozen young men who were going to
get married right away, and his left arm
fell down and gave her a hug. Then
he went over and looked out of the win
dow TO mako sure that it was or was not
going to snow, and, coming back, he
turned the light down a little more, and
then sat down and wanted to know if she
didn't want to rest herself by leaning
her head on his shoulder.
All, me we have all been there, and
who OF us cared n cent when the old
clock struck twelve, and we five miles
from home? The old man was fast
asleep, the Watchdog gone a visiting.
and the handsomest girl in the country
didn't see why we need be in a hurry.
Perhaps | shouldn't have written of
Tho, but as L won going by Saunders
the other day, thinking of the night /
heard him whispering in her ear at
spcllinS'school, that he'd love her shad-
ow as long as he lived, he raised the win
dow and called to her, as she was pick
ing up chips in tho road
"Sue Saunders, como in here and fix
the bars grease for my sore heel, or I'll
break every bone in your bodyw