The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1882-10-30

sSZulana had been down, 10 Monterey for
afew dnys.SIwill admitit fnnkly-whilc
she was gone 1.had been having timc.
will further admit that. when she came
backl said;nothing whatever about what
kind n time l had. i & M
aSBut the finger of fate WIS poised above
me- Guiana found me out. And this was
the Ways ~ ~ H p
81 was engaged in skillfully disposinc nv
locks over my marble cocoanut When III.
laun entered. AS the malpunctuated re.
port said of% pAlmerslon,i "sbc entered in
her: hand, a paper in her eye, II glare."i
5sItsaw that glareapd shudderc0.F. S,.s
" should like to know" she began, in a
somewhat high Keyed voice,,"'I should like
TO know what this means?' ,i'rs,l!s
"Cersainly,my dear" needy replied,
you shall--as soon as ! know what it is."
n was, not footing my horn very loudly
that morning. nun MI old bird and | fully
recognize the lac, when the, day is cold.
II isl hcreplied, "or rather it purports
to bc"-hcre her voice became bitterly
sarcastic-"a poem, '&
N"Well, well, my dear, what il il Isl And
who wrote i,?' ~ E.-s.. r.
. ut is in your handwriting" said Zuluna,
"and It is very silly. Twill read it," And
The did. II rain thus: -5Si.I..
-.';''i A broken fsni Oh, happllcs wretch r. q
Gnzconyonr work with .oll contrltp. I'D.
-s-t. Think whit n-citInSy lOut YOU nlG t--5
.,'e hen thus fnSilean You mar
Hate yquls!h ios yolrawkwnrd plight, .Ili
49, Net hroken fans mny DC set right: 't.s?' :
- Not SO the hearts tfclF owner smile
Longer they bear tie fithl scaf ...4-'
;-%.; .7,:!s' Than does tie fan.
IL Shall forget that merry night:
-, Shall forget those eyes ~ bright
).,- GrAred on my heart their memories arc : So
= Graved on my heart, too. f. the scar. ''
Mould lcOuld mend 1t Ms might y si,-,ts 4
4 broken iun! illGt-...
dshe read It !rSecrably. L couldn't help
noticing that. despite my terrier. a :i2gl
"Now, il you can explain 10 Ele via.
this means" she began, icily- - -
"Why, nothing ut all, Guiana. How can
YOU Ne V absErd2 tits just some little
l poem !. n h;aSe peep somewhere apd copied
,;t"When yeu lie to ,ne, SIR" she said cut.
tingly,,H i wish you would ut least not in
suit my intelligence by. doing itso.. trana.
parently. This was written by you. It is
original, for there are corrections in It, See
here You have changed thing to lout;
and ihen SAg9ip san:slicks rcunite to fans
may DO seti Wightpil Ss%s,
I"Why, y:e.e:s, 50 Ibid, cope 70 t!lnko Of
it, ! diiwritp il Upon my word lHnad
forgotten it." Y gi;s,iiT 2.5,,"t. &, q p
SaN likely story. Now, SIR. T. want to
know all about this. Whose ian did YOU
break? And to. what creature do you per.
mit.YoHrseli ~ address such language?
y SS5 sd 81 yssr ts4'si' hs seat, 6dsed
.;e:G;pon't be absurd, GUIANA T interrupt.
ed, ,eliGjy. There WINS no ian, no woman,
no broken heart, no merry night, no roth.
ing. It was Just 4 fancy d mine, THAT'S al.
! was struck BY tho jingle o. lhp wor,ls, .
broken fan, and !honslt they would lead
themselves readily 10 the. reiraln Of q ron.
deau4such asit isl ~ OH know j some
times toss of little bits Of versc.h.,s.i nff.
Twas gaining ground, concluded 10
| take the aggressiye:EE"Now don't you think