Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1884-05-31

Upon the stage OF theater In fhIs
city, where comic opera Ia plnyads
there appears nightly q creature
whose radience outshines the bril-
liancy OF the f0otlights. Her beau
tiful blonde curls, whose tints min
gle the refulgence Of the rising sun
with the CLEAN and glitter OF the
virgin gold, overshadOW forehead
AS lair rs Parian marble. Two finely
peuciled dark-brown eyebrows are
arched above two liquid brown
eyes like rainbOws over iath0mless
seas. Her nose Is piquant, and her
lips are full and crimson as a June
cherry. The soft sweep OF her
cheeks and chin are full OF curves OF
beauty, and her form Is nodded In
the most perfect mold. Such she
appears nightly to the deyotees who
sit rapt in admiration In the orches-
ira chairs.
Among those who have been go-
ing with unfailing regularity to gaze
upon her and the other goddesses
who reign ia this Olympus, isa fair
young dude. The light OF twenty
two summers shines with a fervent
luminousness In his soft pea-green
eyes, and the stlken down Of adOles-
cence peeps family out above his
tender mouth. His fiaxen hair falls
in straight.out bangof fiossy light
ness over his small forehead, and
spotiess collar OF four-ply linen bra-
ces up this entire agglomeration OF
youthful charms.
He gazed upon the fair vision
wrapped in gossamer robes as she
glided over the stage, and was en-
thralled ere he knew the wherefore
of his enthrallment. His still, small
soul fell down at her feet and waited
to be picked up. The more he gai;ed
the more his wonder grew that
SO radiant creature could exist
upon the level of the stage. He
wondered that she was not gathered
up by the invisible spirits OF the air,
or the stage. carpenters, or some
body, and waited nOiselesSly away
to the regions of bliss above the
paint frame. But she never got
waited for = cent. She never climb
cd the golden stair, but remained
below and pemitted herself to be
gazed upon for the sum Of $8 per
week.
The more the fair young dude
gazed upon her the more. he felt
that in order to complete his stature
OF manhood he must know her.
Her spirit and his would hold sweet
converse over thesparkling vintage
of sunny France aud the succulent
product OF Blue Point. But how
could he manage it? Fortune fl-
vors the brave, and In this matter
the fair Young dude had sworn To
do or to die. He became ncquaint-
ed with "A genial usher, He exerted
his energies, such AS they were, 10
win that usher's friendship. He
fed him ON milk nnd honey until
his heart was won. Then he c0nil-
ded to that usher the story OF HIS
passion. .. $3.50.
saw, yes, deah boy" he said,
uI'm awfuliy gone, you know, quite
too awfully. Can't shleep ahfter 10
o'clock in mawnings. Can't eat a
whole roll for bweakfast; dweadful
feeling of heayiutsss heah Quitting
his hand on his bosOm). Must know
her somehow can't you intwoduce
me? ?" ..l
"What! introduce you to Miss
Mountmorris? Well, ] should blush
TO murmur."
"Know her long ?" L W
"Oh, you bet. Come around 10
the stage door after the show"
He went !; his heart beat madly.--
that is, as madly as 1t could-swhile
he waited the coming OF the rhdi-
ant vision. She did not come. Still
he waited. Presently he saw his
friend, the usher, coming out with
his arm around lady. She wasnot
fair; IL would bea base fabricalion
to call her even pleasant looking.
No, that was not she. Nevertheless
the usher and hdy approached the
dude. ~ g' hnan 90 4h.l sasll
'sHere you-are. old boy" saidhthe
usher, ,"allow me TO present to you
my mother" sa
And they carried the dude away
yea, even unto the confines OF VIII
liamsburg. And they buried BIN
under grape leaf, and no man
knoweth his grave until this day
and no man wants TO.