West Virginia argus. [volume] (Kingwood, W. Va.) 1877-1946, 1878-07-13
A Thrilling Story.
CHArrER l.

1t was beautiful evening in the dawn
of summer. Two forms were sitting i'm
close proximity To one another hv the
window of twelve thousand dollar
heavily mortgaged- in the upper
part of the city. The hand of one
rested lovingly ON that of the other. and
the arm of enc described scmi-Circle
around the others waist. IL is hardly
necessary 10 say that they were lovers.
ana tins was as far rs the young man
could 60 i'm geometry. There was no
light IN the room, but there WAS no oc-
cas,on for any, with her taper waist and
sparkling eyes and flaming words. This
iS sample of their small talk:
Dearest Flora, tell, oh tell me what
can do 10 make myself more worthy
ef your love. Bid me undertake any
Ay, even though il bc-to cut my hair
Sshort-sacrhce my mustache wear
large boots, or work for my living
speak, any thing you may command me.
oh, Charles calm Yourself DO not
speak in this terrible strain. You make
me shudder No, Charles, | love Won
for yourself alone" Then, placing her
hand gently upon his brow, she muir
wv III lNNNt NIitNh Ntlll, INV
own, and tell me do YOU love me ms much
as ever, and will ever bc the Same to
you as | am now2
Hear me swcnrw cried the ardent
youth, dropping upon his knees for the
first time in his life but suddenly aris.
ing with a troubled expression of the
countcnance, as something put him i'm
mind of the tighlness of his neither ap-
parel.
"Oh, Flora, there is not II coat that
adorn's Wilson's establishment that has
80 high Il place in my affections IA your
self You are To me what slander and
gossip are to young church members or
funerals To married women--my life.
my ambition, my hope, my all A few
days more and we shall bc united FOR
ever. can scarcely realize my happ-
ness"
The fair one bushed and nestled closer
to the vest-pattern of the happy youth.
- we leave tn m.
CHAPTER II.
II was dark, gloomy night, two davs
before the time appointed for tho nuptlal
ce' emonieS of the young pair. Charles
bent s way-full of Joy, hope and sup
per-to the mansion of his beloved. He
rang the b and was ushcrcd into the
parlor. Flora was not there, and, after
waiting few moments, he resolved to
descend the stairs to the dining room
ostensibly to seek for her, but most
probably with visions of spoons dancing
through his ever-teeming brain. With |
stealthy steps he approached the door
and suddenly opened il, when there
burst upon his astonished gaze "A sight
which frOze the blood within his veins
Upon the dining room table lay many
dishes and other articles of crockery.
Before it, with disheve'ed hair and
tucked-up gown, stood Flora, huge
carving-kniie in hand, which she was i'm
the act of plunging-into pan of hot
water,
She had been caught IN the act Of doing
hoUSew0rkI With one loud shrek she
fell to the floor, while her distracted and
bcwildered lover rushed from the house
1t is needless to add that the engage
ment, along with several brittle cups,
was broken on the spot. Thus were two
fond and doting hearts irrevocably sep
arated.
If my story, dear reader, will be the
means of persuading one young woman
never, under any circum stances, 10 do
any work about the house, but always
to let her mother and the other servants
do it, my object is more than accom-
plished. Farewell.