The farmer and mechanic. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1877-1885, 1880-01-29
JANUARY %, 1880 !
L un for our Fair Friends.

Although this is leap year the maxim
''Look before you leap" still applies.
Bring out your new bonnets. There
will be five Sundays in next month.
"A miss is not as good as a mile. she
whispered with the demurest kind Of glance
out of the corner Of her eye at the young cot
tOn-buyer whose surname is Willard Mlai.
He proposed instanter.
See the difference in girls There is
another one up street who is SO bashful she
wont put her rosy lips anywhere near the
telephone when talking to a gentleman for
fear. be might suddenly kiss EN-
A brilliant wedding in Richmond this
week. Tom Atkinson, Jr., will wed Miss
Ida Hannewinkle. a very wealthy young
lady. Bishop Atkinson will officiate: assis-
ted by Rev. DR.. Peterkin.
Our Chapel Hill correspondent reports
a 'scampus scene last Sunday night after
church let loose. as follows: ''She hung
upon his arm so lovingly, and beamed up
in face with all the radiance of those pale
blue eyes. Her heart would speak, and
yet the tongue refused it's utterance. But
loves admiration broke the spell, and from
the rapture Of her soul she breathed forth,
Your mustache is beginning to grow,
George, dear!"
After the Peace Institute cooking class
had elegantly entertained the grave scignors
of the stockholders meeting, DR.. D Everett
the only man rot too ''full for utterance,'
was called upon to make a few remarks Of
appreciation, thanks, ETC., in behalf Of the
meeting. Instead Of this, he struck right
into a private bid, telling the young ladies
they would all make good wives, and as he
was q forlorn old Bachelor, he should like
to help one them to graduate in house keep
ing after she leaves old Peace" There
was a perfect out-burst of silence!
Eight dollars is a big price to pay for a
mere poem, but when Mr.. Tennyson gets
off a Jyou like the following it is worth
fully ten, as a faithful portraiture Of 'Ru-
raj Scenes" If you like it, please send Us
two dollars:
Gently the kline are lowing,
Soft waves the golden grain;
Quickly a man is making
Tracks for the coming train.
Silently falls the ~dewdrops
In the solemn eventide;
Ready a girl is getting
To take a buggy ride.
Soon will the maiden's lever
His arm ar ,und her slide,
While to his manly bosom
Her head will gently glide.
Savagely bites the mosquito,
Merrily bundles the bee;
But all that the maiden saveth
Is-once in a whiIe-'Te-he."
And while cur poetry machine is OF
tie cerpet let US give a few verses of the
latest 'Leap-year Lay in the Baltimo-
eean
Dear ladies. one ard all, I pray
Give ear unto my song,
For though my verses may be weak,
NV are strong.
I an a blushing bachelor,
Who fain would end his woes:
So in this blessed year Of grace,
Dear ladies, please propose!
Il am-well not SO very young,
Nor yet SO very old;
4 happy medium. as you know,
Is just the age of gold.
Too Youthful lore is apt to shake
In every wind that blows;
III mine would prove Of sterner stuff
Il you will but proprose.
My fortune ali alas, that love
No more is heaven ted;
Alas that even poet-souls
Must think Of meat and bread;
Alas that double hearts and lives
Mean double food and clothes;
Dear ladies, with a double purse,
Won't ssme of you propose"
-Bragassa's little two year old, toddled
into Pescud's drug store in great tribuIa-
ton. ''P'ease, Doctor, she piped-D'ive
me some paredolic 'tause my baby dolls
dot e'tolic!' 1t appeared her knowledge of
medicine ran ahead of her acquaintance
with speech.
"A hop at the hotel in Asheville was in
progress the other night, when suddenly
the Belle of the Ball ceased to attract, and
the bawl of the bell at the court house, ere
ated the liveliest skedaddle for hats, caps,
wraps, ETC., that had been seen for many a
day. 1t was near midnight, that ghostly
hour, when graveyards yawn.' ditto the
wall-fowers and old Bachelors, who don't
dancel. and as tie lurid clare litun the sides