Smyrna times., 1883-12-26
Littleton Coke VS., Clara Fitznoodle,


CHAPTER VI.
Mr.. LittletOn Coke started up i'll surprise,
With wonder prOtruding from both of his eyes,
lie sat up moment, then got out of bed,
Looked up to the ceiling and down on the floor,
And, placing one hand on the top of his head,
He carefully lifted the garments he wore;
And An then from his pocketbook taking note,
tie scanned 1t intently, determined that he
WIN tull seven senses would put it to vote,
II Littleton Coke was the notes promisee,
was ne Llttleton Coke, and was LittetOn he?
Mhen he got fairly dressed and had fully awOke
lie found that he really was LittletOn Coke;
That same individual, certain and true
The man OF my story with nothing to do
In month he was married and strange though
it seems
The maid reSembled the maid of his dreams
The wedding, of course, was a splendid affair;
The nabObs of fortune were all of them there
The Burst-Cps, the Stuck-CpS, the Stand-Ups the
StayUpS;
But the question arises, how many were Pay-Ups?
For this much is certain, that one of them there
The proud cynOsure of beyy of beauties
Was Clara FitZpoode with nothing to wear,
And in debt to her uncle for unsettled duties.
The parties were married, the wedding was over,
The strings of their hearts were most sweety in
tune
From the heaven of love by fully honey moon
They packed up their things, and went off on a
To old Saratoga, of fashion the pride;
Where rose-k kissing zephyrS, both balmy and pure
COulu deposit tnelrSWeetS on the lips OF the bride,
Where Cupid, well pleased with the work he had
done,
Or rather the matter so fairly begun
The spark he had kindled might fan with his
To a flame that no water could quench at the
springs.
Saratoga they left to Niagara going.
| To see mid the wonders, the wonder of all,
Where the deep rolling surge, in its majesty flow
ing,
| Chains the anthem of nature in notes that appal
| The doom thup6pr tnOpS fills tho Xyit
Awe stricken and humbled the gazer must stand
| And his heart be attuned by the pureSt devotion
| To him who has spoken thus far to the ocean,
| And holdeth, i'll mercy, the floods in His hands,
| They looked and they wondered the bride was
| delighted,
And said to her husband, while passing along
| Like those drops in the stream may our hear
| be united;
Our love, like Niagara. constant and strong"
| Yes" answered the husband and don't deem
| me cruel,
Those duplicate rose buds don't spoil with pout
| If in sport remark to my hearts dearest Jewel,
| Those drops at the cascade will be falling out.
| Nay, cheer up my love, and do not be afraid;
In the stream of our love there shall be no cas-
| cade."
"Or table rock either" she said with a sigh
"A cradle rock rather" his ready reply
But speaking of tables reminds me that
Am weary and dusty, and hungry, and dry;
For Nature is stubborn and still makes her calls
At home in the city, or out at the Falls.
We can follow the fashion and come if we please
But we can't get away from such troubles at these
NoTE.-My readers will perceive that l hav
jumped over the interesting particulars of a cOur
ship, have married off my hero in a month froI
the date of his dream. and have got him as far q
Niagara on his bridal tour. In my next numbe
shall give some particulars of the gossip at tn
Falls, and if certain parties do not get thrashin
over the back of one of the visitors then, then
will acknowledge myself mistaken in saying thi
the ladies hereafter would have all the best
the argument. Look out for the next numbe
and while waiting, do not forget the bargains
, | Clothing, now offered by
GARITEE, MASTEN & ALLEN,
TOWER HALL, may PAL
SIS and $40 Market Street, Philadelphia