The Rock Island daily Argus. [volume] (Rock Island, Ill.) 1872-1873, 1873-11-15
Ths 9ailg Arsns.
Saturday. November -, 1879.
Follies Of the Wise.

Over the geographically technical sig
nature of M Quad in Western htera-
nv paper called the Fireside Friend, up
pears the following pleasantly humorous
little genre sketch, which is quite perfect In
its naive, homely way, and answers at least
one condition Of wit by an epigrammatic
turn in the end: 81
STYLING UP WITH HER.
She was expecting him Sunday night
the parlor curtains were down, the old folks
notified that it was healthy TO 90 to bed at
eight o'clock, and Johnny bribed with a
cent 10 permit himself 10 be tucked away
at shutdown. He sueaked up the path, one
eye on the dog and the other Watching for
the "old man, who didn't like him any
too well, gave n faint knock at the door,
and it was opened. and he was escorted
into the parlor. He said he couldn't stay
but u minute, though he didn't mean to go
home for hours. She wanted toknow how
his mother was; ii his father had returned
from York Snte il his brother Bills
rheumatism was Bny better and he went
over and sat on the sofa so as not 10 strain
his voice The conversation tagged, and
he played with his hat and she nibbled at
the sofa tidy. He finally said il was a
beautiful evening, and she replied that her
grandfather predicted a snow-storm. He
said he guessed it wouldn't snow as the
moon wasn't crooked enough to hang pow
der horn on the end, and she said she
didn't believe Il would, either. This mu
tual understanding seemed to give eacf
other courage, and he wanted TO know. !
she had seen Bill Jones lately. She hadn'
she said, and she didn't want to. TheI
they went TO talking about the donation
visit which was TO be given Eldey Barry
and he carelessly dropped his hand on her
his right hand, while his left arm sneak
ed around the sofa, to get behind he
shoulders. She pretended not to notice il
and he looked down at his boots an
wanted TO know il she thought mutton Ia
low rotteued out boots faster than lard an
lampblack. She couldn't say, but she ha
an idea that il did. He had just con
menced 10 lock fingers with her, when sh
discovered something allied the lamp. Sh
rose up, and turned the light down hal
making the room look dim. IL took hi
FIVE minutes 10 get hold OF her finger
again, and she pretended TO want TO dra
her hand away all the time. Al ter Ion
pause he lowered his voice TO a whispe
and said he didn't see what made fol-
love each other She bit her handkerchi
and admitted her ignorance. He said
could name dozen young men who We
going 10 get married right away, and h
left arm fell down and gave her hu
Then he went over and looked out of Il
window 20 make sure thatit was or vi
not going TO snow, and coming back,
turned the light down little more. al
then sat down and wanted 30 know if 81
didn't want tn rest herself by leaning IA
head on his shoulder.
All, me we have all been there aud VI
Of us cared cent when the old clo
struck twelve, and we five miles fro
home2 The old man was fast asleep, {
watchdog gone visiting, and the han
soonest girl In the country didn't see W
we need be in hurry.
Perhaps | shouldn't have written Of q
but a. was going by Saunders the 9th
day, thinking OF the night when | hea
him whisper In her ear at spelling scho
that he'd love her very shadow as long
he lived, he raised the window and call
10 her as she was picking up chips in t
road
Sue Saunders, come in here and find t
bars grease for my sore heel, OF III bre
every bone In your body y