West Virginia argus. [volume] (Kingwood, W. Va.) 1877-1946, 1880-04-10
My Charlie.

My Charlie was the most unromantic and
matter-of-fact fellow that ever existed.
He would read an old almanac any time in
preference to "A volume OF pocms and when
l told him one day about the trials and suf-
ferings of that dear /" Claude Clonctt,n i'm
Stringemont's new novel, he coolly asked
me, when / had finished, if &C. G. took
sugar or drank his whisky straight. Oh,
my what trouble he was TO me- and !
really do not know how ] ever came to toll
crate him. He wouldn't act one bit like a
hero, and when he said "good bye" at the
gate, after spending the evening with me
he would walk straight away through the
field whistling - Yankee Doodle" and
never turn and kiss his hand to me once.
Then when / firted just little with
nice fellow 10 make my Charlie Jealous he
never said one word, and had expected he
would VOW vengeance on the nice fellow,
and threaten to take prussic acid himself.
No, there was no romance in Charlie
Marsh. He drank two cups of coffee for
breakfast, ate lots Of pork and beans for
dinner, and poured down three cups Of tea
FOR supper. His hair was always parted on
the right side of his head, "A moUstache never
graced his lip, and his voice instead Of
being soft aud low and sweet, was loud
and coarse like the sound of bass viol
1t will be proper TO state, before / 90
any further, that Charlie was my promised
husband; and ! think he loved me, al
though he was unrOmantic. As / said
before, how j came to love him has always
been profound mystery TO me, for he was
as different from my ideal as night IS from
day and when he proposed to me- in
place of dropping on his knees and telling
me that i was tho whole world to him and
he could never, never never exist one mo
ment without nc for his guiding star, he
just turned to me one evening, as we were
sitting together in the parlOr and said, as
cOOlly as you please " Sis '-that's what
he always called me-" you know ] have
been head over heels in iove with you for
more than two months; won't you be Mrs.
Marsh, and make fellow happy f"
" Head over heels in love with me
what an expression was really shocked
and ] never ought TO have said yes but
took pity ON the poor fellow, because !
thought he sincerely loved me, and would
become more sensible in time / do not
hink ] would have loved him so wei if
Pa had not detesied him. Pa did not like
him, because 1t was rumored that his great
grandfather sold peanuts on an old
ferybOat; but / never believed 10. Pa at
last forbade him the house but that made
me all the more anxious to Gee my Charlie.
and we met under the great maple trees.
He, of course, should have proposed an
elopement but be was too matter -of-fact
20 ever think of IL; aud when / asked him
what we had better do under the circum-
stances, Inc thought for a few moments and
said
u think TN give your father good
aN .HHaar rf.s.a. III a.H.
he will think better Of me
30 Mr.. Marsh, ~ ] replied, you'll do
no such thing. just Jay your finger ON pa.
and l'l never speak to you again while I
live.
/ said this IN such a tragic manner that
poor Charlie could do nothing but stand
and look at me and whistle
What shall wc do thcn3' he asked
Why, If you are too dumb 90 think, I
will tell you, ~ / answered, feeling dread
FULLY provoked at him. Tonight, when
pale Luna has
What's that he asked.
The moon,' ] returned impatieutly .
and you will obligc me bv not intorriDt-
ng me again. When pale Luna has sunk
TO rest behind the horizon, and our COTTAGE
rs hushcd in silence, come steathily TO tho
back yard, and
mel"
Mr.. Marsh, ! replied, getting en-
tirely out of patience, "if you interrupt
me once more, / will leave you, and return
TO my homo. Geo ON, then. Sis, hc re-
piled, and Ill be as silent as a tombstone.
Proceed, as Parson sagby says.
Well, ] continued, when you reach
the back yard be sure that no one is up
see that the house is shrouded no darkness