The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1880-02-27

The pOstman raped Sharply on MIS-.
O'Donohue's door (this door belonged
~ the back room on the third floor of
tall. narrow, dingy house in long, mar
row. dark street containing many other
tall. narrow, dingy houses) on St. Val
.entine's morning His sachel and his
LEFT hand we're filled with letters and
valentines, and in his right hand ne
carried pretty blue-and-gold paper
box-a little battered, as paper boxes
are apt 10 be when they come by mall
tied with blue satin ribbon, and smell
a Young girl wearing soiled calico
dress and shoes down at heel, but with
her rough curly hair piled in huge puffs
on the top of her head, and pair o.
cheap tawdry earrings in her ears, hold
ING a torn and crumplcd novel in her
hand, opened the door
Miss Bridget O'Donohue?" asked
the postman.
.Then here's valentine for you,
he said, handing her the box; and turn,
inc quickly, he was down the stairs ano
out OF the house in twinkling.
Mrs. O'Donohue was washing, and
the windows Of the room were dim witf
steam. Bridget went to one OF them
wiped couple of panes dry with th'
skirt 81 her dress, and opened the box
A howl OF delight burst from her lips
\. An what in the worruld Is II, Bid
DIV dear?'' cried her mother, rushln;
from the wash-tub, her arms coveres
with soap-suds to the elbows.
.Kape away! Don't come near !
wild the soap-suds." screamed he
danchter. ssIt's one of thin Nit
Crowley was a.tellin' about last night
ay:.lentine. And och! amt 1t lovely
Nyer sor the likes before
Mrs. O'Donohue put her arms benin
her and looked over her daughter
shoulder. ssBless Us and save us!' 81
exclaimed; si makes me think OF To
fairies. Sure il looks like some Of the
worruk; it do entirely
!. Niyer in all me life sor the liz
before.'' repeated Bridget, and don
believe .he ever did. 1t was q beautif'
valentine. A sheet of creamy, satin
naner. On which were delicately paints
the lovcliest white roses and snow-drol
and blushing moss-rose buds, ana IN y
center Of which was fastened pre-.
gold ring, and beneath the ring "a
verse was written in PLAIN ana nan
some hand:
Iofer roses pure and white
Embleins III girlhood's happy days
And sw set moss buds by Cupid plucked
To deck Loves ways,
And snow -drops-IIope's own dainty Nc
INIT whisper Won may yet be mine,
Dear uirl with sunny hair and smile
Ny vaientinei
These lines Miss O'Donohue spelled
slowly, mispronouncing many 81
words, and making sad nonsense
what was rather nonsensical alrea'
but her mother listened with as mi
delight as though the reading were
fect-as, no doubt, she 1t thought wa
cxclaiming, ~ her daughter finish
That bates Tom Moore intirely!
R;ddy darlint, you haven't sunny n
Won hair il like the night
They mostly put that kind OF
N songs said her daughter; "a
wish YOU wouldn't call me Biddy AZ
Rr;drct's bad enough, 80 il Is, an
chance me hull name whin / git
ried. 20 will. wonder who IN
wide worruld represented me wild
beautiful valentine?n
!. Bridget O'Donhue," said her n
ar soIemnly, at the same time loo
~ her with admiring eyes, -
Young gintlcman has fallen dead IN
wild YOU an you only three monthsi'
blis.id country. An don't be
priscd at ii, for since youput them
on the top Of your skull, an ] BE-
You Thin illigant earrings, You lool
aprincess. An sorra doubt hav
that he'll be wantin' TO marry you
year or sol was married meself