Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1878-06-23
A LOVERS ADVENTURE.

A LOYER,S ADVENTURE.
"A Joking young Lady ana q Shooting
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From the San Antonio Express.
$ Like begets like'' and one story leads
to another. A few weeks ago the Egpress
related an incident that happened to
certaln pairs Of lovers at the San Pedro
Springs, and that recital brought to light
another adventure by young gentleman
we'll known in society, even more comical
ic effects about it to heighten the interest. ],
As the report goes, this young gentle
mans counting arrangements had arrived
at that interesting stage when he lolled
about the parlor Of his souls chamber in
that of-hand, comfortable sort Of
way affected generally by lovers of the
male persuasion when they consider the
question fully determined in their favor,
and on the occasion alluded to he was
paying his usual visit to the young lady,
whose father, for convenience, We will
call Brooks. After the usual prelimi-
narics" Jones for that pasn't his nancy
threw himself at full length on SOTO and
carelessly and with yawn asked his lady
love to s:play something She seated
herself at the piano and played the low,
sweet music delightful to the lovers soul,
the ripping harmonies only being
brought to termination presently by
the sound of a well-defined snore from
the direction of Jones on the sofa.
The fact was Though the young lady
didn't know it,, the night before Jones
had passed almost entirely in tireless
devotion to scientific pursuits as con
templated in the pocketing Of balls on
ffteen-ball pool table, and the soothing
sounds of the music soon put him sound
ly to sleep.
The young lady, on making this dis
covery, quietly arose, turned the light
out, retired to her room, leaving Jones
ito snooze it out"
Adult o'clock in the morning Jones
"gawped," and sneezed, and awoke with
start. Hejumped to his feet, and in
doing SO upset chair, and the noise up
set old Brooks dreams also, and he,
thinking at once of burglars rushed out
of his room to the head of the stairs to
reconnnoiter and listen. AS Brooks had
heard Jones, so Jones heard Brooks, and
cold perspiration started out all over his
body as he realized his situation and
wondered how he could get out of it.
The parlor window was open, and
Jones at last concluding all was quiet
though the cracking of his joints as he
tried to stand perfectly still had sounded
like thunder claps and he thought must
have awakened the whole neighborhood
thought he would slip out of the house
through the window In crossing the
room, however stealthily and carefully he
tip-toed it, he ran against er-table,
which was overturned, and came to the
floor with its contents and crash that to
Jones seemed perfectly awful, and he
crouched low almost paralyzed with fear.
Not long did he remain so, however.
There was shout from the top Of the
stairs, and the sentence it uttered made
Jones' blood run cold 1t was the voice
of old man Brooks, and he fairly yelled:
"Bring me the shotgun, quick, Ma; its
burglars sure enough!"
BY the time Brooks was half way down
the stairs, Jones had reached the window.
By the time Brooks opened the front door,
Jones was just clearing the fence with
bound, but loud report was heard and
Jones heard the rafting of shot in the
shrubbery above him as he tumbled
sprawling to the ground outside Of the
fence, where he crouched in fear and
agony. Now the young lady, who slept
on the first floor, had also heard the noise,
and divining its cause, hurried into the
hall ~ -
man Brooks, who was cooking his gun
for another shot, excitedly cried out, seHa !!
I fetched him'' Hearing this the young
lady, believing her lover was perforated
corpse, gave shrek and tainted dead
away.
Mother B., who candle in hand, had
come to the head of the stars just as the
young lady fell, thought her husband
had shot her by mistake for the burglar,
and Just as the old man in his excitement
had accidently fred the second barrel of,
the charge going into the ceiling, she
swooned away and tumbled half way
dowt the stairs. The old man believing
he had killed his wife, dropped his gun
and went tearing around, grooming and
wringing his hands in agony. About this
time however, pla1ntlve and frightened
voice, proceeding from the very bottom
of the palings of the front yard fence,
TREMENDOUSLY exclaimed:
SITS me, Mr.. Brooks: JONES'
Then everything was explained; the
ladies were revived and everybody
laughed but old Brooks, who swore
around awful and declared he wished ali
of 'em had~been killed, and threatened to
put an end to Jones in the most tragical
manner if ever he put his foot on the
premises again.
And Jones didn't for long time, but
the old man finally was brought around
and everything is lovely again, though
Jones has foresworn fifteen ball pool, and
never bats an eye when his lady love
soothes his cares with music charms.
A Deliberate Man.
Mr.. Watkins, Of Main Street, says the
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