Louisiana capitolian., 1880-07-13
A Piece Of Romance.
Littlo Rock Gazette.


Yesterday Mr.. Robert Preston and
wife, a couple who were happily united
a few days ago, arrived in this city en-
route to Texas. The story Of their mar
siago is q romantic one; not that it
abounds in hair-brcadth escapes in blood
Oflarge or small quantities, but that
well, that it is romantic.
About four years ago Miss Emma Ro-
land, of Galveston, visited an aunt in
Warren county, Kentucky. ltwas sum
mcr, the season was, and ono evening
the girl sat in the yard, halfreading
and half-rcgarding the enormous humble
bees buzzing around. A Warren county
humble bee will attract attention any
where. He can make you think he is
tangling himselfin your hair, and look
ing around, you SEQ him ten feet away,
clinging to q thistle-bloom.
That's enough about the bee. A foot
step didn't arouse the young lady. 1t
was voice that said Can get q
drink of waterv Two arms and the
chin Of tramp leaned OIL the fence. lie
was dressed in the tramp garb, yard
robe at once so dcscribable and indies
cribable. 4 say, can get some watcrT
YES said the girl.
Must go around to the gate Or climb
over the fence
Both, if you choose
That's the way like to hear people
talk" said the tramp, climbing over and
approaching. Now, where's the water"
'Ill bring it,
you had better bring the well, for Pm
dryer than barrel of bromophyte.'
The girl went to the house and return
ed with q bucket of water. When the
man had finished drinking, she did not
think that he had exaggerated his thirst.
In fact, she did not think that his COLL
parison had been adequate.
What book are you reading"
Mill on the Floss
'Overrated. | never liked it. ALL
depth or no depth, don't know which.
Strained characters or no characters,
don't know which. Goldsmitf's success
as a plotless and charming writer was q
bad example,
You shouldn't tear my favorite book
to pieces like George Elliott and all
her works.
You don't like Mill on the Floss. YOn
have nodded over it for the last half
an hour. You only pretend to read it
because you imagine in doing SO you
develop literary taste
Il think, sir, you arc impudent.'
But truthful. Here's u book you
should read and the tramp took from
his ragged coat q tattercd copy of Bur
toms Anatomy of Melancholy Dr.
johnson said that this book was the
only work that could induce him to get
out Of bed, mornings, sooner than his
regular time of rising.
And that's why you like it, remarked
tho girl, taking the book. IF DR.. John
uon hadn't made the remark You would
not find the work so charming.'
That's all right. Give me some more
water
The conversation was pursued until
the tramp accepted an invitation to
supper. His idea of Burton and John
st0n was soon covered up with batter
cakes. The tramp, Mr.. Preston, remained
Ill night. Next morning, when he an
,1,ounced his attention of leaving, the
e,irl accompanied him to the spot
where she sat when he hailed her.
why do you tramp around; haveyon
no home?
Yes, to the home. Don't know as to
The tramping.'
'Whisky?'
whisky
why don't you quit''
Twill
when ?
Now, Oh one condition. That you
viii consent to be my wife. Meet me
rnder this tree four years from to-day.
Twill
Goodbye and he climbed the fence
md was gone. No correspondence was
carried OH between them. The manly,
handsome face Of the tramp hung
before the girl like a portrait. Deep,
ernest eyes, amerry laugh accompanied
tho tramp.
Several weeks ago the young lady
visited her aunt. One evening last
week she sat under tree in the yard
where four years before she nodded over
I. boolr Rees huzze.l aroun1-the same
l,ees seemingly. On her lan lay Mill on