The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1877-08-16
Love ahd Revenge in Danbury.

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Love aAd Revenge in Danbury.
X [Danbury Ne%s.l
I'm spite of all that has been done
in the last fifty years to improving
the channel; the course of true love
is stilluncertam in places. An in
cident Indicative of this, although
somewhat out Of tho usual line, oc-
Cured in Danbury recently, There
we're two suitors for a young-iady
affections. Number one was FIST ac.
.quainted with her, and hsI kept
spretty steady company with her
through the past month, when num-
her two appeared. The latter very
soon gothic best hold, and this be-
enme.appatentto the former. The
young lady gave herself up to num-
Der graVntil, the day after the
sdlaet tlSafa sty
acciddlly veered abouttot othc stfangct
who was new in town, learning the
iewelry business. Number one was
forgotten as easily, apparently, as il
he had been an old debt, 1t was the
night of the fifth that this change of
feeling dawned upon him. He had
purchased a quart ofnew apples, and
taken them to her house. There was
company present on his arrival, and
he requested to see her privately in
the hall. She complied with re-
luctance that struck him as being
singular.
"Here is something oryou, julia"
he whispered, extending the pack
age.
She colorcd slightly as she said:
81 cannot take it, thank YOU"
"But you don't know what it is,'
he urged. at is Il quart Of new ap'
pies, just come in market.
She made no move,
"Why, Julia, take them. They
won't hurt you. They are ripe"
"No, Imusn't," she persisted, keep
ing her eyes cast down.
"Why not?" he pleaded. "Yor
don't think I'd bring 'em up here i
l thought they would hurt you, d'
your
She moved uncasily, but said moth
ing.
"Julia," he began in broker
voice, don't you believe me when
tell you they are ripe?"
She did not answer.
"Can it be possible" he continued
\ in voice of pain, "that you believ'
that would try to make you sick
that I'd bring anything up here thai
would upset your
"The company are waiting, and
must go back to them" she said
speaking in a constrained tone, anC
reaching. out to the handle of the
parlor door.
"You won't take thom?" He was
very white, and his voice trembled
with suppressed passion.
"No."
"Then I'll go home and eat every
goldarnod one of them before toucl
my bed if it kills me deader than Go
liar" and with this forocious threat
he bounced out of the house.
Whether he did as he promised OIL
not is not known, but as he was
around on the street the next day, it
is more likely that wiser thought:
prevailed.
That afternoon he started for her
house, to see if that dreadful thing
was true that that jcwclcr, whom he
designated by the prefix of"pole legs
had really supplantcd him. As he
ncarcd the house be saw, with anger
that the jcwelor was there, playing
croQuot with Julia. The sight mad
pened him. For moment he look
cd at them, with clonchcd hands
then hurried away, with a gleam il
his eye that denoted a storm, In
quarter of an hour he was again ap'
preaching the place. He had botl
hands in the pocket of his sack, as il
he was holding on to something val
uablc. The dapper young jcwelcl
was still engaged in the game with
the fair Julia, and their laughing re
marks grated distastcfully upon his
ear. He marched straight into the
yard, Julia looked up and saw him