The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1873-08-29
acknowledgement
,l. AT HOME.


Come away from the window, quick, Flo, do;
Those Smiths will surely SEQ you pecploi
Twas only yesterday, thepryiug thiDgs,
They questioned Bridget all about our. springs.
They think we're out at Berkeley. Well, thsy
No souls been here since mamma went away,
And not caller asked within the door.
And all the blinds and bells are covered DER
With dust aud rust oh, dear, I'm tired TO death,
And wish OF heavens air had breath
10 DO cOOped up In back rooms for th6season
Isqulte enough to take away ones reason.
HeIgh no what chances have lost this year,
won't be settled this Wlnter-thAts clear
That hoETid speculation Of poor pas,
And then this dying aister Of dear mas,
such IdnH pdG ruin the prospects OF q Ritt.
i wonder II Sue Jones has captured Charlie
lie s wore he loved me, but there's moonlight
walks,
And drives, and long fami lar talks,
And little odds and ends Of cunning ways
That somehow asem the men ct Springs 70 dAZe.
Why, PlO. all winter you may smile and smile:
Aud they will dance and cAfeleSs lllrt the Whllei
but let them spend month beneath the trees,
You twist them round your finger there with
And once they've offered then they can't retraet,
It's we'll they can't, and that's piteOuS TACT
The bell, Ploi Where 10 Bddyt VIII you 60 7!
Now, that's dear. The pOstmAn, It's, ! know.
You're but q schoolgirl, no one cares Tor you
Till You come out, 30 do, dear Flo, oh do!
Mrs. sharp the horrld, spileful creature,
I dAresAy curious In her every feature.
Sho AIkGd for mo She known I'm out OF town,
She told you how much prettier you had grown,
And said Il was too bad I'd lost the season,
Ny days were short? I've every reason,
To choke that woman; but her RiElB=theEeA
four
Are old and ugly. sur6ly Hhe deserves NO more.
The bell again 10 course, I'm not At home.
Bridget says It iBHF. RlchGrd Comb,
With carriage, and his lovely pair Ofblys;
Hes sorry, but will take Miss Rlo Always.
Bee thGLi thought Dick Comb was In his yacht,
might have captured him % well q not 2 ~
A ring again. I've half mind TO dress
To 90 into the pArlor, and confess
How long I've suffered for silly pride,
and lost all sorts OF jolly times beside.
feel am poor, deccluul gel.
Bridget GayD, :slElss May, Us Nj. Barle;
told him, miss, you were o. Berkeley spring
lie said he knew haiti was no such thing,
And in he walked, and says he must see you, -,
oh. miss You look 90 pnEty In that dnee9 Of blueI
We'll. BRIDGET, such u Liza. Tell NE. Earle I'm In:
To tell another lie would boa mortal dn.
Why, ChArliei please aon't-there " s9 RAu'
Dear May, TO leave you here was quite too DAD.
Where's SuIie JonesH ] let her at the Springs,
Epjoyng ali Dame FaShion'e gu6erings-,
Drsss forty timea day, and dance all night.
WHY. NAY, / never saw you look so bright
Yes, Will stay awhile In town my own;
And now tho fashionable folk aIc gone,
We'll have the city TO ourselves, you know;
And when your papa comes home-Why, there .
And pick Is spoons, that's plain as light.
Good by, my sweet. Ill come again tonight
now, do not worry. Promise m0yon won't.
Who cares for peoplc' Don't-Oh, Charlie, don't!
hARIE LIZ BARON