The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1879-06-05

VIENNA y o. aTHUE
a.liqr:ssa 81 ssallld.Hs. ~
skirss % she went, and displayed en-
EpassdAt IN ankle sniRciently bewitch.
ing t6 cause Hiram powers In despair
Ito smash to infiuitesimal atoms All the
craven images be had ever attempted
to make. Mr.. Simpkins stopped short
and gazed after her. He was no long
or = young man, but tho fires of youth
still smouldered within his breast,
and seemed now to burn with an ar
dor ~, fierce as that of twenty years
ago. ,sosf; q .. t,..sa s.aissasqt,s ~
I By Jupiterl' he exclaimed, 'c0uld
anything be moro lovely 2 so
- Without q moment's hesitation he
crossed the street aud entered Stew.
arts in pursuit. AT that moment he
would have given the price OF fifty
bonnets for another single glimpse of
that one with cherry ribbons. But bis
search was in vain. The lady had dis.
appeared. Up stairs and down, in
the elevator, around the rotunda,
through every department, Of the i'm
mapss establishment, went Mr.. Simp
kins, so many times that the clerks
began to eye him with curiosity not
unmixed with suspicion, At last in
despair, Mr.. Simpkins gave up the
search and sadly wended his way
homeward. gnsssa .sssJ sssp ssssss !
lit was . dream he said to him
self, softly. .An infatuating, beanti-
ful dream. ] might have known It
could not last. lfia ". .sv;a e.isT sslril- +
~ AT the supper table that night Mr..
simpkins was unusuaIiy grave and re-
served. Bewiiderfpg kid buttoned
boots stared at him from the sugar
bowl, cherry colored bonnet ribboss
ffoated in his tea, the very napkins res
solved Themselves into white petit
costa with the snowiest frills.
: my, dear. said, Mrs. S., what
mAkes you so melancholy.2 s4ois8
iisEh r said Mr.. Simpkins, starting
from his reysry. %, nothing. Doocid
tired, Hard day at the Office. see
- Poor old hubby T. said Mrs. Simp-
kins. soothingly, 1-L--got that bon
net to-day DEAR s4if a7s e.isi9 - +
Mr. s. gr1nted. rianal.e9 i.3 9-aasi
asWould lyouilike to see it p 'queried
his wife doubtfully. aaa tf
80 Az any othrr time Mr.. Simpkins
might hsve said " e. 'bnt now, with
the. reccollection Of those cherry rib
bons uppermost in t's mind the i'm
spection OF any other bonnet would
have been torture. .ya,.a.s. .,..s -,
No. he replied, shortly. 4 don't
know anything about such gewgaws.
II Il suits yon il will emit me. a.i3 J.
i, Mrs. Simpkins Was silent. as,7.is,s
-: IllI 60 to- Grace Church next Sum
days 9cshe thought,a and, have my 70.
venge. jUs.ua-lo psivAs sa sTag' saj /
,isM Mr. s6impkins that night dreamed
that hss&Asia haayen, snd was being
driven about the streets Of New Je-
rusalem Ia I twenty third street stage
BY . swift winged angel, robed in
cherry .colored siik. AHD's
He went to his place of business
next day, still 10 i thoughtful and re-
Elective mood. Why the recollection
Of that vision should remain with him
40 persistently he did not know. 1t
gazed mp at him from the pages of his
ledger, and floated before him in the
smoke Of his cigar. When at last he
left the Office and started home again,
it accompanied him up Broadway. He
turned into Union Square and nearly
reached University place whom he
came suddenly toIa halt. By all the
code of Greece it was she ~ r
She stood with her back toward him,
waiting fora Broadway car. Those
Hebe like shoulders-ushe cherry rib.
bohs. He: could not be mistaken.
Mr.. simpkins stood still dozen yards
The car came and stopped.
The lady picked her way daintly, to-
ward It oier4 the muddy crossing.
Again the snowy ruffies and that on
trancing. volpptnous,, infatuating an;
kle- Mr.. Simpkins followed and took
his stand on the front platform, crowd.
ed - It WAS. He did not see into the
car, but, by nearly dislocating his foot
ing. he managed to SEQ every passen.
gers ~ he or she got OF. On went
the car, past Seventeenth street, pass.
cd Twcnty-third, past Thirtieth street.
It seemed to Mr.. simpkins that she
never would get on again. As he
vent fMf.! ,simpkins b1ised himself
with thousand vain conjectures.
Who Wai she5 OF what nationality
Was che beautiful? He had not seen
her face, but the possessor of such .
figure, he argued, could not be other
wise than beautiful in feature. Young?
Yes. she was surely young, and Z. pa
trioisp, toe. No plebisn ever owned
an ,instep ike that. Il In. fact, SO sure
Of n.thaae thipss did Mr. Simpkins
feel, AAat he. almost dreaded the mo-
ment when the LADY, should descend,
apdipeshaps, mesting him face TO face,
destroy d ssingle blow his proudese
He had mot Tong to wait
for.ati Thirtyeiourth street the con-
d6ct6rvs belf rang, and tho lady got