The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1877-08-21
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n CLAUD CULPEPPER came down
". from Dayton, Wednesday evening
with an intention. During the bright
Lexington OF youth he had met Bay
miller street belle, who smote him heart
and soul. Mr.. Culpepper's intention In
coming to Cincinnati, was TO serenade
his love. So, gathering quartette of
his tuneful friends, he started Wednes-
day evening for the house of his hearts
idol. 1t was twelve o'clock when the
boys anchored under the window Of
what 9. Claude believed was the shelter
ing fold of his dear lamb. He made
mistake of100 in numbering the houses,
and 1t was John Sanscript's humble
abode that was about to be honored
with the serenade. John, however, is
one of those misanthropic men who new
er seem to recognize favor when they
meet one, and when he was awakened
from his slumbers by
"Don't you remember sweet, Alice Ben Bolt Z"
sung in one treble, one tenor, two basses
and four keys, he was, to draw it mild,
ruffied in his temper. Mrs. Sanscript
heard the melody, too, and whispered:
"Them's serenaders."
III serenade them," snarled John,
getting up, opening the blinds slyly and
looking down on the choristers below.
F" What in the name of the Numidian
lion are you going to do, SanscriptY ?"
asked Mrs. S. rather uneasily.
" Just wait and see," gathering up an
armful of boots and leaving them down,
handy near the window
Just then the boys turned upon
Thou art so near and yet so far.
Not so far as you imagine" growled
Sanscript, as he dumped the coal from
the scuttle conveniently near the win
dow. Then he tugged the brimming slop
| bucket across the room and added it to
his armory just as the gay CHANDELIERS
switched off into
What has poor girl
But her name to defend herr
She sometimes finds her father does
that pleasant duty" muttered the des-
perate man. The boys were singing o
medley, and while Sanscript was gather
ing in the tongs and shovels, they began
to warble,
My heart is broke, God knows it!
" And your heads will be in the same
condition when l get through with you, :"
painted the avenger. Then he added the
Bible and Webster's Unabridged Diction-
airy to the pile of missiles by the window
at the very moment there foated up from
below:
shall ne'er forget the days
" Nor will you ever forget the night
when you came to serenade my house."
smiled the old man, reaching the oil can.
oh, my heart is gone
sang the boys under the window.
" Yes, if you saw me piling up these
brick from the fireplace you'd follow
your heart most mighty d.-q.'
Thou art sleeping, my love,
Thou art sleeping.
chimed the quartette.
"I'll be-if L am" declared San
script, as he scooped up the hair brushes
and toilet set from the dressing case.
While he was toting the ottoman across
the room the boys pitched into
Don't forget your little darling.
Oh, I'll never forget you, never fear,
and you won't never forget me either,
after I'm through with you.''
Open the window my sweet one.
"Damme if I DON'T" grinned San
script, as he added painful of ashes to
the pile of destruction by the window.
Come, birdie, come
"I'm coming, you yelping hounds,''
yelled the old man, thrusting his head
out of the window. 1t took him only