Los Angeles daily herald., 1875-08-10
Going Home with Sally.

One bright moonlight winters
night in the days of ''lang syne,"
when school-houses, cheap school mas
ters and blue beech-rods were the on
~ instrumentalities used for teaching
the "young idea how to shootn we
Glanced TO attend a "spelllng-school
in certain rural district, the geo.
graphical relation of which is not now
necessary to mention. Twas there,
however, where our eyes first fell on
u s'fairy form" that Immediately set
our susceptible heart in a blaze. She
was sixteen or thereabout, with bright
eyes, red cheeks and cherry lips, while
the auburn ringlets clustered in =
wealth Of profusion around her beau
tiful head, and her person, to our raw
ished imagination, was more perfect
in form and outline than the most
faultless statue ever chiseled by the
sculptors art. AS we gazed, our feel
ings, which never before had aspired
gir. ward 1--WE were scarcely eighteen),
were fully aroused, and we determined
to go home with her that night or per-
ish in the attempt. AS soon, there
ore, as school was dismissed and our
'lady-lovep suitably bonneted and
cloak ed, we approached to offer our
services as contemplated, and we then
learned an important lesson, viz: the
difference between resolving and do
ing. AS we neared her to put our res
olution into execution, we seemed to
be stricken with a sudden blindness;
then red, green and yellow lights flash
ed upon our vision, and appeared and
disappeared like witches In phantas-
magoria. Our knees sm0te together
like Belshazzer's and our heart thump-
ed with apparently as much force as
if it were driving tenpenny nails into
ourribs! we, in the meantime, having
reached Sally's side, managed to num-
BILE over something which is perhaps
known to the recording angel, but GER
;tainly is not to us, at the same time
poking out our elbow as nearly at
right angles with our breast as our
physical contortion could possibly per-
NIT.
The first feeling over, what was our
delight to find the object Of our love
clinging to our arm with all the tenac-
ity OF a DROWNING man is said to
clutch straw. Talk OF Elysium, or
sliding down creased rainbows, or
feeding OH flutes, what are such feel
ings compared with those mighty
ones that swelled our bosom high un-
to bursting off our waistcoat buttons?
Our happiness was simply ecstatic,
and every young lady or gentleman
who has ever felt the mighty throb.
bings of pledged love, will
understand the common word.
Well, we walked on pleasantly tow
ard Sally's home, conversing very CO.
silly and sweetly as We passed along,
until SO courageous did we become
that we actually proposed to "go and
sit awhile" to which our dulcinea
very graciously assented. Alas for
us! how soon were we to be reminded
that "the course of love never did run
smooth"
Sally had brother of some ten sum-
mers, who accompanied US along the
way, and who was in wonderful high
spirits at the idea of his sisters hav-
ing beau, and he would circulate
around us, every now and then gig
CLING in the height of bis glee, and
examining us as closely as If Sally and
ourself were the world-renowped Sia-
mese twins, and he was taking his
fist look. Bill, by the way, was
stnbbed, chuckle-headed boy, whose
habiliments would have made the
fortune of an ordinary dealer in mop
rags. ias
Atlength We arrived at the bars,
and while we were letting them down
Bill shot past US and tore for the
house, as if pursued by thousand
bulls of Bashan. He fluug open the
door with bang, and shouted at the
top of his voice:
"Mother, mother! Jim Clark is COM
in home with Sallv' la#
"Is he?" screamed the old woman
in reply. oval, declare! l didn't
think the saphead kuew enough"
Reader, We didn't go in.
A fiend in human shape was engag.
ed in planking a sidewalk in a certain
western city, when woman in gor-
geous apparel stopped near the scene
of his labors to chat with friend.
Her train hung over the edge of the
last plank he had put in position, and
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