The Somerset press. [volume] (Somerset, Ohio) 1873-1977, 1876-02-04
A Local Romance.

They sat alone in the gloaming-of a
kerosene lamp turned down to the low
est ntoch. They were as economical of
those parler chairs as they were of the
oil, and their two hearts beat as one.
Nobody knows how long they sat TINS,
enthralled in loves Young dream. AT
last her sweet lips murmured, I'VE will
live solely for each other, will we not ?"
We won't live for nothin' else, my APP
Dillon" said Spiker. Doxy blushed and
said: 1--WE will try 10 assist eachother
in every attempt at Improvement and
culture" Spiker planted kiss on good
ground and remarked enthusiastically,
I'm in for it | never had no schOolin
much, but I'll help yon all | can, Doxy
darling" She bit her lips, and counted
10 TO herself, then said: But wonld you
takes? Wouldn't it annoy you?" You
bet I'd like to have you. Didn't Andy
John-On's wife help him 10 be a great
man, and didn't many a man do the
same for his wife? I'm a self-made man.
and I'm willing to do all / can for you."
Then ! wnuld suggest to you, my es-
teemed Spiker," and Doxy quickly
through her teeth, "that vour grammar
is far from being immaculate, and that"
-"And that | would suggest to lou"
broke in Spiker (who~e mother had red
hair 'that no one feiler can learn ev-
erything at once and earn a livin' at the
same time; now you hear me-" VERY
true. Spiker." said Daxy, "but you want
me to help Won in some way, to acquire
the knowledge, without which yon can
not appear well in society, and the first
thing you ought to understand is the
proper use of the English language.
Ynn Use singular Eouns with plnIsl
verbs, and vice versa, most recklesslv ,"
SpiSer had the sense to see that he did
need a little more lingnal facility TO get
medItated. :" "You are right. Doxy. /
didn't ought to get so mad. Now as to
them singular nouns and plural verbs" "
(and he gave her Judas-like kiss,) AZ
want to ask you ifi is proper to say
eleven and five is seventeen or eleven and
five are seventeen" "'Taint neither"
cried Spiker. "Whv. you brutel Am I
not teacher in the Elm street school?
Didn't graduate at the Normal SCHOOL,"
And she slid out of his lap and stood mp
like a statue Of Minerva in a pin back.
"You haint 40 smart "a you think yon
he" sneered Spiker, rising to the full
dignity of his FIVE Ieet four inches of
manhood "Bnt my hair is not red nor
is nv face freckledI" "Your nose is
mighty peaked. though your off eye
sqnints!" shouted Spiker you are
miserable, ignorant grocer clerkr'
screamed she. 81 know better'n to saw
eleven and FIVE are seventeen, If hain't
school ma a'am." 81 say that's rightY
"And / say it 'taintr" "Now Mr.. Spi-
ker, | say to you once for all that il isl"
81 say faint but sixteen. You help me
about my grammar, and I'll help you a
bout your arithmetic" Doxy's ewes
opened frightfnlly wide, and then she
tainted dead a~av. When ahe rallied
she was lying on the sofa, and Spiker
was raining kisses upon her and cures
upon himself. He protested his sorrow.
his love, his dispair, incoherently. but
so fervently withal, that reconciliation
full and gushing soon followed. We
judge that everything ia going on
smoothly now, for Spiker has just as
snred our reporter that Gus two is the
happiest compile in the hull world -
Union.