Daily globe., 1879-06-22
WHY THEY BROKE WITH HIM.

Mr.. Busby was sitting upon the parlor
sofa, in the dusk of the evening, holding
Miss Lazenby's hand, which she was try
ing to draw from his grasp. He had just
proposed, and she didn't seem to respond
very heartily.
20, say you will accept nc. Say you
will have me, Tilly. You don't know
how much love you. I never loved any
other woman but you.'
"Never any but me, Mr.. Busby?'
'Never, never, never You are my first
and only love-"
''Why, Mr. Busby! I have heard that
you have been engaged eight times al
ready"
"Eight times, darling? Eight times!
What a wicked slander. have been en-
gagged only five times. I pledge you my
word of honor"
"And didn't you love any of the la
dies?'
"Well, now, I'll explain to you how it
was. The first, you know, was Mary Nc
Gosh. I was young then; didn't know
my own mind. After I was engaged to
her l used to go around to McCosh's at
night, and just as soon as got in the
house they would want me to help them
move the piano. l helped carry that pi-
| ano up stairs one night and down stairs
the next night, right straight along for
three weeks. l thought it was mighty
strange how eccentric they were about
the situation of the piano, and one night,
when dropped the corner on my toe, l
went into the parlor suddenly to rest.
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young Ferguson; and when l protested,
they both laughed, and Mary said her pa
had persuaded her to change her mind
about me, and to take Ferguson. So I
saw she didn't love me, and 1 broke the
engagement on the spot"
''That was the tirst?''
eyes. The next was Henrietta Pea
body. think Henrietta was fond of me.
But she said, one evening, that her moth
er was resolutely opposed to man with
light hair. l offered to dye mine, but
Hcnrictta's s mother said that she hated it
worse when it was dyed than when it was
light. l told her I would think what l
could do, and went home to reflect
When l called next day they wouldn't lei
me in; so l wrote to Henrietta to say
that our engagement was at an end. Sub.
sequently she married a man named Jonn,
son, in the stove business
"And who was the third?"
"The third? Let me see. Why, the
third was Julia Dobson. You've met her
I think. was deceived in Julia Dob
son. After we'd been engaged only three
, days, she tol Id me she'd had an awfu
dream about me. SAID she dreamed tha
I was tattooed Gamble, with wings
and that I broke into the house one night
[ and after flying from the hat, rack to tn
: upstairs entry, and from there to tn
5 garret, 1 came down and ate he
ma and her pa and her Aun
: Louisa and the twins and tn
colored girl. She said that tn
dream haunted her; she couldn't get ri,
, of it. 1 asked her if she didn't think
$ a little unreasonable to dream that at
e the colored girl, and she said she couldn
4 help it; the bad impression was Just tn
1 same. She could not bear the idea q
|, marrying man whom she would neve
l.. see without thinking of that Gambia
S with wings; so broke off that engage
q ment, too. Hanged it believe JUL
S Dobson ever really loved mel"
e "Who did you say the next one wasy''
"Let's see;, McCosh, Peabody, Dobso
: l-Dobson-O, yes! The next was Bert
e Magruder. I never knew exactly VIII,
to make of that girh She declared th,
k she was fond Of me, but she insisted tn,
y I ought to help her and her mother wit
the house-cleaning. So the first thre
u days after we were engaged was wasl
u ing windows, scrubbing floors, and masl
e ing my fingers with the tack-hamme
IS trying to put down carpets. It struc
$: me as mighty queer way for girl to e,
q press her tender feelings for man; b.
) they were peculiar family. One day
IN stepped in a bucket of soapsuds and Vi
le set it on the parlor carpet, and old M
re gruder, her father, you know, was so ms
It. that he said if I didn't leave the house ]
le would pitch me out of the windo
It. BERTHE said it would serve me right if
le did; so I concluded maybe her love-ligh
ID so to speak, had fickered out, and
id handed in my resignation