The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1875-05-29

there myself to get one Of the girls 10
help me quilt some. Just wait second
while ! get my bonnet and shawl and
I'll ride with you" And away she skip.
ped.
Thunder and lightning said Bill,
what scrapep
And he hastily Clutched his pants from
between his feet, and preparing to wiggle
into them when light wagon driven by
a boy, came along and stopped beside
him. The boy held a pair Of boots in
one hand and pair OF socks in the other
and just az the widow reached the gate
again he said:
Here's your boots and your socks, Mr..
Smiley, that you left on the bridge when
you was in swimming"
"You're mistaken" said Bill, "they arc
not mine"
"Why," said the boy, faint you the
man that had the race after the horse
Just now%
"No, sir, | am not You had better 20
on about your business"
Bill sighed at the loss of his good Sun
day boots, and turning to the widow he
said:
"Just pick upthe lines, will you, please;
this brute Of horse is forever switching
them out Of my hands"
The widow complied, and he pulled one
corner Of the robe cautiously down, and
she got in.
"What a lovely evening" said she, land
so warm; don't think We need the robe
over us, do weY'
You see, she had on nice dress and
pair Of new CATERS, and she wanted to
show them.
ooh, myP said Bill, earnestly, "you'll
find it chilly riding, and J wouldn't have
you catch cold for the world"
She seemed pleased ut the tender care
for her health, and contented herself with
sticking one OF her feet out, with long
silk necktie over the end oft.
"What is that, Mr., Smiley, necktie%
"Yes," said he," bought II the other
day, and Unjust have left 1t in the buggy.
Never mind it"
"But," she said, at was 80 careless" and
STOPPING over she picked it up and made
motion to stuff II in between them.
- Bill felt her hand going down, and
making drive after it, clutched 1t in his
and held it hard and fast.
They went on quite a distance, he still
holding her soft little hand in his and
wondering what he should do, when they
got to Green's and she wondering why he
did not say something nice to her as well
rs squeeze her hand and why his coat was
buttOned ups tightly on such warm
evening and what made his hands so
dirty, until they were going down little
hill one Of the traces came unhitched and
they had to stop.
ooh murder said Bill, what next|
"Whats the matter, Mr.. SmilCyY said |
The widow, with start that came near
Jerking the robe of his knees,
"Onc Of the traces Is off," said he.
"Well why don't you get out and put
II onP
n can't said Bill, I've got-that Is /
haven't gOt-oh dear, | am 80 sick ! what
shall dor
"Why, Willie" said she tendcrly, what
Is the mAtter2 Do tell ME, and she gave
his hand little squeeze and looking into |
his pale and troubled face she thought he
was going to faint, so she got out her
smelling bottle with her left hand, and
pulling the stopper out with hea teeth, she
stuck II to his nose.
Bill was Just taking In breath for a
mighty sigh, and the pnngent odor made
him throw his head so far back that he
lost his balance and went over the low
backed buggy. The little woman screamed
as his big bare feet flew past her head,
and covering her face with her hands
gave way TO her tears or smiles, II is
hard to say which. Bill was fright up"
In n moment, and was leaning over the
back Of the seat humbly apOlogizing and
when Ed. Wilbur, with his
wife and baby, drove up behind aud
Poor Bill felt that he would
rather have been shot than have Ed.
Wilbur catch him in such n scrape, but
there was no help for II now; so he called
Ed. to him and whispered In his ear. Ed
was about to burst with suppressed
laughter, but he beckoned to his wife to
drive up, and after saying something TO
her helped the widow out Of Bills buggy
into his, and the two women went on,
leaving the men behind, Bill lost no
time in arranging his toilet rs well as he
could, and then with great persuasion
Ed. got him to go home with him, and
hunting up slippers and socks, and get
ting him washed and COmbed, had him
1uite presentablc when the ladies arrived.
/ need not tell how the story was all
wormed out of bashful bill, and how
they all laughed "a they sat around the
tca.tablc that night, but will conclude by
saying that they went to the show to-
gether, and Bill has no fear Of Gus Sacri.
der now.