The Northern Pacific farmer. [volume] (Wadena, Minn.) 1878-1885, 1881-05-19


Do not clasp your beautiful hand? Am I
not fascinated with your small and grace
full foot? Does not the palpitatisn of that
heavenly bosom reveal the greatest enchant-
ment? Do not the beams of light from
those charming brown eyes pierce me?
Those ebony tresses, that form such q
lovely contrast with the dazzling Wilderness
of your throat, whose are they but yours?
If there were anything SO i'll, should
know it. Does it lie in the movement of
your head-which have not yet senior
in the delightful smile of your divine
month";"
Then with all this exquisitiveness, which
you so greatly exaggerate, I assure you that
am frightful! should herrify you if I
uncovered my face"
"Oh, no, it is impossible; your form your
features-"
Have you seen them all?"
Il may say yes. The nose is only"
Here she interrupted me with burst Of
you laugh; does it chance to be--Ro-
MANI"
Cor Carthaginian? don't know. Twill
not engage to say"
''No it is not possible that an anomalous
nose furnishes the lustre of 80 many attrac-
tons, and, moreover, I accept the conse-
quences of the favor entreat. With that
mouth, with those eyes, that incompatible
FORM l |, permit you to be aat-nosed or long
"You are impudent."
mo, I am not. Reveal yourself.
Rash mani"
''Will you oblige me to 30 upon my
knees? win you expose me m, as the laugh
ng-stock Of the company"
s1Ero1,ob Ac Won will Won oro ohouA
to see me with the mask off. Why must
we women be so weak? But let it not be
my hand that shall open Pendo1as box.
Receive through your own the punishment
for your foolish Impotence.
II can unmask you with this hand! En-
Wy me, mortals! Giveme the Tyre, 0 muses.!
am thrice blessed"
''No-you are rash and ill-advised."
''Perdition take the knot! I can't unite
it. All, my knife, that is it. Beauti-"
could not finish the word, such was my
surprise, amazement. terror. What nose!
What nose! On. what q nose! I would
not have believed that Nature was capable
of arriving at such degree of pleonasm,
hyperbole, amplihcation. The sonnet Of
Quevedo:
"Erase un hombre una nariz pegado,
cThere was man attached to q nose,)
Would be poor and colorless to paint it.
This was no human nose; it was beet
root, corner stone, an Egyptian pyramid.
It is just to condemn everything unsea-
sonable, everything exaggerated, why is it
that law is not given against the exagger-
alton of noses:
In the midst Of the horror which thu
mournful discovery caused me, wanted to
withdraw myself from the 1arge-nosed
mountain-girl, without mourning rude re-
mark from her. made incredible efforts
toward some expression Of gallantry. I'M
possible. If could have had a mirror be-
fore me, am sure must have seen afool-
ish face.
Fortunately for me, the mountain girl
who doubtless had learned to resign herself
to her deformity, likewise to all its effect
laughed quite good humoredly, whether at
my conflict, or at herself, did not know.
This gave me courage to rise, under the
pretext Of going to meet friend. And,
without daring to look at her again, took
my leave with formal Farewell, senor-
Shame gave wings to my feet; wrath
blinded me; the ground failed me in my
flight. stumbled over furniture, against
persons, over myself; and would have
walked home without waiting for the coach,
or to get my Overcoat, it not having the
same weight with me that my hunger did,
which was as huge as the nose, in whose
shade my gayety grew dark. few then to
the refreshnlent room, took possession of a
table, snatched up the bill of fare, asked
what they could bring me the quickest.
ate, now, not with appetite, but furiously,
from four different plates; and they were
about to bring me the fifth, when beheld
seated in front Of me-dvine justice!-the
same mountain girl, or rather, should say,
the same nose which had Mortified me
shortly before. My first impulse was to
rise and run, but the merry girl petrifed me
by saying with internal sweetness:
What! are you not going to invite me to
support"
felt troubled and looked sheepish. The
nose laughed, and so, to my discomfort,
did the gallant who accompanied her. I
would have liked to wreak my rage upon
him.
ut shall not cost you much-a glass Of
Roman punch; nothing more"
Such inpudence stung me keenly, and
1 resolved on being revenged by hooking
her.
II shall have the greatest pleasure in
complying with your demand, senoc;ts,
though fear that your nose will prevent
you from putting glass to your lips. If
you cannot take it off, as you did your
mask, do not know how"
You are rude, sir, but shall be gra-
cious. I will remove it."
"How? What do you say? Then"
At this instant her hand darted up to her
nose, and-she tore it off!
Alas! it was false. 1t was Dashboard; and
it left her real nose revealed, no less grace
full and perfect than the other features Of
her face. 49,.
How shall depict my shame, my desper-
alton, on beholding such an exquisite crea-
ture, and the remembrance of the levity,
the discourlesy, the iniquity? was going
to beg thousand pardous, to lament my