The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1882-09-09
COurtships in Old Graveyards.

uOn't think there is as much genu
inc loye-making in Saratoga nowadays
as there used to be years ago" said old
Sexton Palnueston, as he leaned on his
spade, They all seem to be going for
money, Why, haven't had four genu-
inc love cases in the graveyard this year.
NOW, when man is going for money
you don't see him bringing his girl over
heren
"How does he act when he is going
for money?' l asked.
"Why, he spends his time around the
florists, he heaps presents on her, keeps
her room full of flowers, hands chairs
on the balcony, always stands ready
win music programme, looks after
her mail, always compliments her
clothes, and-n
land what else?" 1 asked, impa-
tiently.
why, the counting for-money lover
even looks after his sweetheart's table
lie even goes and brides the head cook
to send her chicken livers en- brochette,
woo1dcock and Spanish mackerel. The
cooks always have these delicacics for
guests provided and they are well paid
for them. o! he gives his girl an ele-
CANT time, but there's no love in it..
'But how does the all-for-love young
man go to work?" interrupted.
"Why, he don't fool around at dis
lance, said the old sexton, " with bou-
quets, and chairs, and programmes, and
nice breakfasts. He just quietly walks
! his sweetheart over to the graveyard,
and, sitting on one of those benches out
under the trees yonder, he takes her
hand. He sits right down and attacks
her heart. He don't fool around buy
ing flowers for her eyes, nor candies for
her tongte, nor perfumes for her nose;
he Just gds his arm right around her
heart, andwhen it begins to throb, and
when her cleek gets red and warm he
knows that girl is his'n. Don't stand
so near thegr or it'll cave in. } Why,
that girl would rather have one hour of
our warm graveyard counting than 400
years of such iceberg counting as | see
going on oveiin the States parlors. I've
seen this courtin' goin' on for forty
years. (By lmminy, there's a bone!
I'm getting too near that other grave
l see old grey-headed men every day
riding up here IN carriages who courted
their wives in this graveyard forty years
ago. There's r, l. Stuart, the wealthy
sugar refner-"
g But he's an old bachelor" I inter-
rupted.
Never mind that tell you, my
benches could tell why he never got mar
ried. He loved the girl well enough,
! and
but who else do you remember see
ing here?" asked.
"Why, there was Mr. Winston, of the
Mutual Life. He used to walk around
here, thirty years ago, with beautiful
blonde girl. can see him now kissing
that girl-but I'm not going to tell all |
know. Andrew H. Green, he married
girl he courted in my graveyard. Fer
nando Wood used to have seat here,
and Charles A. Dana, he used to know,
forty years ago, all about flirting in a
graveyard. Old General James Watson
Webb used to walk the young ladies up
here fifty years ago, and bis son, the
Doctor, why he could never get along
at all in counting Miss Vanderbilt till he
got her away from the stuck-up States
Hotel, and found himself one day in one
of my seats. [ knew Vanderbilt would
lose daughter that night | tell you,
these graveyard seats mean business
every time. Did ever have any Sena-
tors or Governors on my seats? Why, of
course. Senator Herman courted two
girls at once in this graveyard, and Pres
dent Arthur knows where all the best
seats are. They needn't be ashamed of
it either for Hamilton and De Witt Gin
ton used to do the same thing when they
were boys. Boys will be boys" contin-
ued the old man, as he jumped out of
the grave, land girls will be girls. Girls
with bio hearts like to be loved, and fell
lows with big hearts will kiss and love
them. | don't care how straight their
parents make them sit up and down at
the States, they will occasionally get
away and come up here in the graveyard
to act natural, and I'm the last man to
hinder 'em. Why l often keep these
graveyard gates open Till nine O'Clock
when there are genuine lovers enough
around to warrant it. | don't mean
firters. | mean real, genuine lovers. "
"But how do the lovers manage down
at Long Branch and over at Newport.
where they have no graveyards handy!'
/ asked.
81 don't know, but they have mating
places somewhere. I'spect they sit out
in the sand under the bluffs, or sit around
under umbrellas in the pavilions, or get
in dismal corners on the balconies.
They've got TOBY gosh, they're got
tor'
That's what the old Saratoga grave
yard philosopher said Saratoga Cor.
N. Y. Commercial advertiser.
Tho Vain DulIof