Lancaster daily intelligencer. [volume] (Lancaster, Pa.) 1864-1928, 1882-02-21
Aallcdstrr fntelliQenrer.
TUESDAY EVENING. FEB. q. 1882

have thought I'd feel-better husband.
And I've asked Miss LII to be mine.
You remember the first time that went there;
You were one of us country boys then
When Bud was the only name had
And you were called nothing but Hen:
And you were in love with her sister.
The dark eyed beautiful Rose,
A flower transp!anted in heaven.
Where never q cold wind blows.
'Fwas q sad, sad grave that We made her.
Down there where the viOlets were spread,
and her face, rs she lay In her coffin,
Made me think that an angel was deaf
And her grave, wander there often.
think it duty owe
] could see the spot now In the moonlight.
But its covered all over with snow
And you went 10 the city soon after,
You" couldn't live here without Rose,
And down there in business and pleasure.
You've forgot her almost, suppose.
Well now, in this sad retrospective.
have strayed quite away from my theme,
But I'll never forget those Old days. Hal,
They're to me like Il beautiful dream,
am living here now on the homestead
1t WAS mine with my twen'y-first year
1t is Joined by Aaguire's. you know, Hal
And like his of cncuIbrances clear
Here do just whatever will please me,
Though hope ne'er please to DE mean,
And when showing my power. would oppIr-7,
Hal,
take care that my power not seen.
And I've often felt so lonely here
With il great vacant place in my life;
And the only thing that would ill IT, I've
thought,
In the whole vide World, was Il wife.
8 At last. to my own satisfaction,
Having settled that married. wouli be,
paid court 10 the beautiful Lily
l was very metl.Oiic you see.
Aud Miss Lily like Barkis, was wilin','
And her dad was as kind as could be,
And while l was Il counting his daughter
He was paying his homage to me.
lie retired nightly carly whenever
(And TWAS Oft went over to WOO,
And would leave Lii and me there togethcr-
Which OF course was the right thing to do.
" hen the first blue bird chirpri in the spring
That awakened, Old nature 10 lite.
We together would stray to the wild wood
Where the trailing arbutus grew rife.
Then the apple blooms came Oh the oIchar'i.
With 4 treasure OF beauty untold,
And the moonlight when glinting down
through them,
Made Lis trca-c~ a crowning of gold.
then the berries grew ripe i'll the clearing,
Where We two their Green hiding place
sought.
And LIS lips looked sweeter, far swecter,
Than III: brightest OF berries, me thought.
And toGeIhcr We drove In i!,c evenings,
Slowly down by the rivers green shore,
Seemed to be "cvernorc. evermorc.'
All . 1 thought she WAS learning to love me.
With the innocent trust of Il child.
And il loving Il Lilys aesthetic
was more an aesthetic than Wilde
So last Saturday night went over
With the notion full grown I'm my head
That I'd tell her how dearly loved her.
And would beg her so warmly TO wet
She was sitting alone by the fire,
With her face sodcr-framed 10y her hair.
And 1 thought would give her Il scep:er OF
gold,
II she'd come to my hearth ami sit there
When asked for her father she ans wcrcd--.
Hes away on some business 10 .ay.
But he promised to be homr by nine O'clock
snrr,
Ii he met no vcNatiOus delay"
Then she sat IT the sweet toned organ.
And trlied Il weird Old tune,
TIL slowly her voice grew softer,
And she sang lHe - Banks O'DOon.'
Eight nine, ten. tn" old clock struck
And the wind Went whistling by;
And she wondered how soon her father ould
come.
May he be 4 week" hoped ID
Then she walked to the window to looi: tor
him,
When her sweet red lips cried, on
Just look here ut the great big DRIFT
lie will never come through such SHOW"
And she clapped her hand and danced around
Like a child transported with glee,
I'VE will sleigh just lots.'' she archly said
"In this fine moonlight, wOLl we:'
by heavens. Hal, l could have wOrshipred
her.
As she stool in her witchery there,
With her great deep eyes As the ether IS bur
And her cheek As her namesakc fair
But her prnttlc ran on" And yon're snow
bound,'
And you can't go home tonight.
And there's not man in all the house.
And I'm sure I'd die OF fright.
Her small white hand was on my arm,
And Il soft pleading light IN her eyes
1t iswise 10 be coaxed along the path,
Where your sweetest pleasure lie-.
So, stayed all night to protect Miss Ill
But my love l didn't tell.
To anticipate was bliss enongh,
And the morrow would do as WELL
OF course ii came, and breakfast Der,
The hours New swiftly away;
And took her hand so dainty I'm mlmc,
And said had something; to say.
Then told OF my love SO burning amt puIr
OF the yearnings that ii led my life,
And my words flew out like an anvil= sparks
Till Ia asked her to he my wife.
While the roses and lilies were n play on hel
cheek,
For her an wcr my head droopca low,
For thought she was likely to whisper it.,
Hal,
And IN be darn-d il She ditn't say No.
Then rushed from the house at q ma a.imau :.
What was the cold and snow to me
For oh my lite must ever be cold,
And Its crater with snow full he:
Halls ANSWER.
louf long -winded epistle came duly to l.un.i'
Laden down with the secret 1t bore,
Which my duty unwavering shall -acrc.lly
keep,
Til the river stops singing "Evermore -
For asked Miss Lii that self same thing
The last time she was here In the city
And she didn't say we will marry quite
soon
suppose you'll not thank IN. for pity
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