The Findlay Jeffersonian. [volume] (Findlay, Hancock County, Ohio) 1870-1881, 1877-04-27
BUGET OF FTN.-WILLIAM AND SU
SAN.

Susan Brown and William Brady,
lovers in the Lone Star State, one
calm night, all snug and shady, side by
by side in converse safe.
Twas on old man Browns piazza;
stars were Frightening all the skies and
the moon above the piazza was just upon
the rise. Twas the hour for love or
fquor-calm, sweet hour in early June;
love nor wine will ever flicker on such a
night with such moon.
Susan was as fair as Hebe, dressed in
all her Sunday clothes-fairer than your
cousin Phoebe, who is fairer than the rose
As for William-never wildwood shell
tered youth more stout and hale; he was
from his childhood what the Texans call
whale. There they sat for long hours
talking of their joys and hopes and fears;
talking of their loves, and chalking out
their plans for coming years. Talked
they also oftheir marriage, limiting of
distant day when a little crib and car
riage might perchance come into play.
Thus they sat, her hand in PRISON
not a prison harsh or stern-for twas
merely locked in his'n and his lips were
pressed to her'n.
But, alas, the course of true love
smoothly runs, on, never, never, Hearts
linked in old or new love soon or late
must sigh and sever Oh. that in a sea
of rapture. where the hearts most sweet
ly floats, fate PIRATES sure 10 capture
half our joys and cut their throats.
Hark, the smell of shot and powder
rises like funeral knell. Louder, lou
der, and still louder rumbles the heart
rendering. smell Susan's sybil soul pro
phetic knew that rumble meant but i'll
knew that old man Brown erratic was
uponthe hunt of Bill Bill, the lone star
whom she follows, withdrawing, car
ing not; now she feels that fifty dollars
were poor pay to see him shot.
Oh. the earnest love of woman Little
for itself it seeks: it is not thing un
common for its flame to last six weeks.
All at once a door is busted close 10
where the lovers sit-William had got
up and busted, but it was too late for
him TO git Ere he dreamed of flight or
fear once, or had time to cut and run
old man Brown made his appearance
with his double barreled gun. Susan's
knees shook fast and faster, Williams s
also shook, It's said, till they tumbled
down ihe plaster from the ceiling over
head
Susan screamed. her dark hair flying
like a meteor streaming far, springing TO
her feet and crying. Please don't shoot,
oh, cruel pa But that pa, SO cruel and
cold, swore he'd send Bill to that cline,
where there's too much fire and fuel TO
have pleasant time. Then he raised
his shooting iron, raving much and
swearing more, ill the air was blue
but why run on thus telling how he
swore? What, oh, what was William
doing? While thus raved, the old ga
loot. seeing plainly what was brewing he
was likewise ON the shoot.
Hold, rash papa. cried the daughter;
and unheeded were her cries, as also the
sweet salt water streaming from her
ewes.
Standing there in all her rigor, old
man Brown now aimed his gun, paus
ing ere he pulled the trigger, thinking
maybe Bill would run. Bill, though
was not for the cattle which will neither
dare nor do; but once showed into Il bat
lie, he was sure to see it through. Never
since the siege of llium was suspense
felt more profound; for a moment more
and William had been made to bite the
ground.
Quickly drawing his repeater, o
which he carried two or three, cooking
il at shorter meter, drew bead on o n
B. Few things swift as lightning are
there, swift thus came the pistols roar
and poor Susan's hapless father lay there
weltering in his gore. Williams sure
unerring bullet-and internal slug, nc
doubt-took O VI B in the gullett, and
he waltzed right up the spout.
And the coroner, living nigh him
came, but William didn't run, feeling
sure they'd justify him in the deed he
had done. Which they did, for papa.
fury, Susan, weeping told it DER, and tc
William said the jury; Go, my son and
shoot no more.
Here my music must stop and tarry
all she has is in this lay; whether Bill
and Sue will marry, she is not prepared
to say. But as Bill-whois no joker viii
stocked cards, you understaAd-in tina
game of leadcn poker played square
and honest hand.
Should he, when there are no trace
left ofhis unerring shot, meet Sues hanC
with but four aces, he will doubtless tax,
the pot, for Sue knows her pa was able
and had done it with a rush, with hi
full TO sweep the table had not William
held a fiush.-LOuisUlle COurier-JOurnG