The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1883-02-01
Romance OF a LilIipntian.

bread by the labor of my hands and the
sweat of my brow rather than stand all
day on a platform to be stared at and
heartlessly commented upon. And all
this because | am only thirty-three
inches high. How would you enjoy
being the object of such admiration as is
bestowed upon promising six-months-
old infant? 1t makes my blood boil
to think of the way people regard me.
although am twenty-six years old. How
little dear and Just foo sweet for
anything?'"
The Star reporter, to whom the ques-
ton was addressed. intimated that the
novelty of such endearments might
atone for whatever offensiveness they
might possess. He who complained SO
bitterly OF his fate was. as ne had said,
thirtg-three and one-haf inches high.
There was nothing juvenile about him
except his stature. His figure was very
stoftt in proportion TO his height, and
his features looked even older than those
of most persons twenty-six years DID,
'sThere is one thing I objected to from
the start, aud that was wearing gaudy
uniform i told the manager that ma
ture hal faatle ME ridicnlotis enough at
the start, and there was no occasion for
augmenting her work by that of tailor.
The manager stormed. but it was of no
use.l'f was inexorable; my foot was
down De- ttiigsa sa55- aM Il
AS he said this the little man (who
was seated in large arm-chair) brought
onefoot as near the floor as it would go
''But your life cannot be made up en-
tirelyao indignities from the public and
fights with your manager, y said the
Reporter ssYou must have little fun
occasionally a'' sse
90 go, to be sure; my existence is not
entirely one, of unrelieyed gloom. |
haFefriends, aud my personal attach
ments are as deep and lasting as those
ofiany man six. feet high. Oar Mada
gascar Prince, who was horn in New
Hampshire, is one of my cronies, and
am on good terms with the tattooed
mau, although he is inclined to be too
proud of his frescoed cuticle to tolerate
familiarity from any one" ro,s
1.-THE mention of your social aflilia-,
tions leads me to inquire. if you are
singlep'' . ift
The. nigel sighed, while an expires
sion of mingled bitterness and sorrow
crossed his face. tr
"You touch chord in my heart that
hoped never wolld yibrate again 1t
is the old story. might have been a
benedict to-day, had it not been for
But now that | have given you hint, i
might as well go on with the story:
''Ever since the beginning OF my
public career | have been looked upon
as a confirmed old bachelor. To the
charms Of ladies' in the profession, from
the fat woman down. | have been as
adamant. Most of the fair ones who
came to look at me only wearied me-
But one day there came to the museum
aperfect little fairy the mere sight of
whom set my heart (Which differs in de-
gree, but not in kind, from the hearts
Of larger men) pounding my ribs like a
sledge-hammer."
zone moment broke in the reporter
''When you speak of the lady as little,
do YOU mean that her proportions bore
comparison with your own?''
Eyes; she was only about two feet
taller than |. Imagine my delight
when she paused some time before my
end of the platform. / was so Hurried
: that when ma bought a copy of my
photograph, | handed it to the lady in
stead of to the purchaser She looked
up at me, smiled, and looked down
again. 0, my prophetic soul! All that
day was as gay as lark. Our gor-
geouS giant smiled smile thirteen
inches broad when he heard me hum
ming:
fn.fIavs of old xvhop trui,,,s ,vara h,,5
And barons held their sway, ft.r
If55i Warrior bod, In spurs of gold,
Sang merrily his Law;
NY love is young aud fair,
Ny love has golden hair,
And eyes 80 blue and heart SO true
betnone with her compare.
stt'She came again, spoke to me, and
left no doubt in my mind that my afee-
ton was reciproeated One night, samid
the hustle and glare of the museum,
when the lecturer was expatiating upon
the Thompson-street What-is-It. in the
other end of the hall, she stood at my
side, and | popped the fatal question. 1
was not eloquent; who is, under the cir
cumstances?''
s No one; to be sure, answered the
experienced reporter.
Il told her. proceeded the pigmv,
that | could support her well, and that
the circumstances of her high standing
q meant no pun) should not weigh
against higher and heller considera-
ssti0ns.n @a 49,
: > t.What did she say?''
3 Before. she could say a word the leo
turer came along and finished our tete-a-
tete with his tedious Now, ladies and
gentlemen, we come to the wonderful
dwarf, Mr., Claad Henry Fitz Eustace.'
etc My inanorata vanished in the
throng, and Issaw her no more that
evening. The next time did see herr
went on the dwarf, in voice husky
with passion. my joy turned to sad
ness, and my love not to hate, but to
consuming bitterness and detection.
She was with a mana great uncouth
monster nearly six feet high. She leaned
on his arm, and had the wanton cruelty
30 smile in mockery upon me as they
passed. The sight maddened me. +
sent a supe who did duty at the lecture
room variety show to call my rival to
me
8 Sir / said to him, in accents in
tod {fNF ,.esn