Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1877-03-23

tered queen of my affections, behold in
respectful homage thy loyal lover at thy
feet. Nay, do not turn those cerulean
eyes from me. In the liquid depths of
their heavenly blue the beauties of para
disc are opened to my gaze. Nay. do
not tear from my loving clasp this lily
hand, for to my touch il is softer than
royal velvet or the swans down. Part
those ruby lips, which seem to have
been painted with tints stolen from the
crimson streak of the brightest rainbow,
and say with thy silvery voice, sweeter
to my ears than harps of seraphs or
songs of angels, Bill ] love thee Oh,
speak to me--speak !"
How can thy, Susan, speak whilst
falling upon her enraptured ears is the
music of thy tones tuned by the gentle
haBa of love? IT'S sweeter than the
murmuring IF rills, the carols Of birds,
the signing of zephyrs, and the rustling
of leaves. All the music of nature seems
to have Joined in concert to delight my
heart. Speak oE-speak on, dear Bill,
and break not the spell of rapture p
Then tell me that you love me,
Susan, and the voice of thy Bill shall
sing to thee forevor"
81 do do love thee, dearest Bill,
even more than the bee loves the
honied flower"
"Then recline upon this love-tossed
bosom, heaving like a storm-rocked
vessel. and | will sing my love into thy
ears. But first put up those ruby lips
so that this slanting moon-beam stealing
through the stirring foliage may shed
its silvery glory upon them, and then
let me sip their melting honey Oh,
what paradise in a kiss For such
kiss | would face an army of fatal foes.
Bid me breast the billowy waves of ocean
and swim to Europe, bid me sit upon
powder magazine while you touch it
with brand, bid me lie across the
mouth of Vesuvius while it is belchng
forth its lava, bid me cast myself in the
path of the descending lightning-bolt,
and when ! have survived them all re-
ward me with kiss"
''More music, more music, dear Bill p
exclaimed the entranced Susan.
''Oh, Susan-but | will call thee Susan
no longer; It's too unromantic for such
love as mine. Thy name shall hence
forth and forever be Venus"
"Yes, and Bill thy name shall be
Prince. But whats in a name? That
which we call rose by any other name
would smell as sweet"
GLOW beautiful-how beautiful, my
Venus. What rich poetic diamonds fall
from thy wealthy mind"
may, that was not mine, dear Prince
1t was quotation from n poet"
"What poet-what poet, Venus Tel
me and let me rush to his pages and dc.
your them p
81 know not now but think it was JOSH
Billings. found it in one of the pretti.
est stories in the New York Ledger. and
it was so beautifully applied. The hero.
, name was Onion, and when he asked the
heroine if she would marry him, she said
to herself, what, be Mrs Onion but
forgot, what's in name That which VIC
call rose by any other name would
smell as sweet and she married him.
Was it not lovely. Prince 2"
Beautiful, beautiful But that re-
minds me--waen shall we be married
adored 2"
, THAT you must ask papa, Prince"
, ''What art thou not old enough to fix
a day thyself, that should like a suing
serf bend at the knees of thy naughty
father Z"
f my words have not angercd thee,
, Prince, have they 2"
, May, not angered, ] was only fretted
for moment. Such love as mine could
never admit anger as its companion -
Did anger but approach my heart tbc
gentle hand Of love would stroke its ruff
led name to sinoothness until it became
, as quiet and docile as the shepherds lamb.
! will ask thy father, for my Venus"
Slowly the love struck couple wendell
their way home. They fingered upon
the doorstep folded in the arms Of Bill
was the enchanted Susan In sad, pa
thetic, heart-reDding tones she said
And must you leave me now, dear
Prince Z"
: eyes, my darling, but when to-mor-
row have gained thy fathers consent
: will fly back to thee like the dove to its
absent mate and like the Mohammedan to
his Mecca"
CHAPTER II.
The father of Susan was sitting in bis
office, Bill walked in and stepping i'm
mcdiately in front Of him folded his arms
across bis bosom, and said:
GENERATED sir-I approach you on
one of the most momentous matters that
ever occupied your consideration. The
eternal happiness or the eternal misery
of two young, ardent, hopeful beings de-
ponds upon your decision There are
1.-TWO hearts that beat as ono J" leave
them cemented and unutterable Joy will
be their portion, tear them apart and ir-
redeemablc woe will curse them. Your
daughter and | adore each other, and we
ask your consent to our union"
"Oh, that's what you are driving at
is it said the old man, Then those
two hearts that beat as one will have 10
beat as two again, and that cement will
have TO be melted. / am not exactly
prepared to see my daughter starve, and
as the combined store Of your earthly
possessions would be Dime Novels and
New York Ledgers, upon which no one
can live exeonL the nuhlishers I fhink