Mexico weekly ledger., 1879-03-27
SHE WOULD GO sLEIGHING
A Couple Of Young Lovers
Who Tried Moonlight :
Walk.

Broadway, as is well known, is a
favorite resort for young lovers who
take delight in Sunday evening moon
light promenades.
An affectionate Romeo and Juliet
of this city undertook to indulge in
one of these love luxuries on last
Sunday night. She was q German,
and he was clerk in a down town
store. They met by appointment at
the corner of Main and Clinton
streets. and from thence arm-in-arm,
proceeded in the direction of Broad
way. H 4
a handsome cutter flashed past
them as they were abou3 to cross
Washington street.
"Oh, how nice," said she.
''What?' said he.
sA sleigh-ride on such q night as
this" said she.
ssPShawi'' oaid 1le.-s= - - 2 ~
"Pshawi"
eyes. Sleigh-riding amt worth a
cent now.' ....
"No! Why not?" said she.
''Why not?" (The young man
had seventeen cents in bis pocket,
the remains of his weeks wages, and
no credit at the liveries Because
it's no comfort. The streets are fill
ed with hills and valleys of snow, and
you can't talk love at all. It's moth
ing but bump, thump, jump and
bounce all the way. It's danger
ous."
81 wouldn't go sleigh-riding for
nothing" said she.
"A moonlight walks the thing"
said he. "You can walk right along
and not get jerked to pieces or be
afraid of falling out of sleigh and
break your neck" -...
''Oh, my" said she.
You can walk along and talk and
talk, and at the same time keep look
ing at the twinkling gas-hghts and
the winking, blinking little stars
Beautiful stars in heaven so bright
softly falls-''
"Oh. my! o! o! o! o-o-oI'
said she.
'Thy silvery. Whoopl Sh-slang
dang it all !" said he.
The toes of dainty pair of num-
Der eight shoes pointed to the zenith.
His poetry had overcome her, and
she laid down to look at the besuti-
ful stars. 1t was in the shade of the
old Jail wall, and just at point
where the sidewalk took a drop OF
about two feet.
''Are you hurt?" he whispered.
NO" she murmured. ssH ouldn't
it be awful to go over such a place
in sleigh?"
81 forgot this blamed place." he
said, 'but the rest of the Broadway
sidewalks are all right"
He raised her to her feet, just as
another cutter dashed by. "Oh,
my" she said, "thank heaven we
are not in there; we'd be jumped and
thumped and bumped to pieces,
wouldn't wel''
"Yes, L guess so," said he.
In an hour after this episode; the
time being divided between love talk,
looking at the stars, stumbling over
hillocks of ice, and wading through
heaps of sandy snow, the pair reach
ed the Armory.
''How somber and gloomy the
(another cutter goes by) great build
ings seems" said ;he.
''It's grand, beautiful" said she,
her eyes following the splendid cutter
and its merry occupants.
''Look at the steeple of st. Mary's,
darling" said he becoming eloquent.
''How solemn it looks
''Ain't 1t high 2" said she.
Eyes. Look how its graceful
spires rises toward the sky. 1t
seems to be pointing the way up to
the new-Je-rus-alem! Thundera-
ton! Oh!" said he.
He had disappeared. She looked
over the precipice of snow that the
janitor had made when he had dug a
path, and saw her lover lying at the
bottom, face downward and then
she fed.
When Romeo came back to his
senses, he started up only in time to
see his Juliet seated in a sleigh be-
side rival lover, and Jumping and
humping and humping up Broadway
in the direction of Main street.