Dodge City times. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1876-1892, 1884-10-30
Ended In Smoke.
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Sorcererl that max st us dote upon
Thy begrimed complexion,
Ana, for thy pernicious sake,
More and greater oaths to break,
Than reclaimed lovers take
'Gainst women! Thou the siege DOT lays
Much, too in the female way.
was sitting on the back porch of my
little vine-clad cottage this lazy May
morning, pulling immense volumes of
smoke from my old meerchaum pipe,
undisturbed by aught save the chirping
of the songsters of Spring and the CHEEKY
voice of my sister Bessie, as she goes
singing about her household duties. i
am thinking deeply-thinking of my
next door neighbor, K;ttie American.
She is witching little girl with the
blacklist of hair and the bluest of eyes.
She does not look her age by five years,
which her widowed mother innocently
told me was less than my own by ten
years, and am turned thirty-fve.
have known kittie nearly wear. /
have ridden with her, played, with her,
and worked with her; and to-day, for the
first time, the startling revelation has
dawned upon my obtuse intellect that
am deeply in love with her.
About fifteen months ago / came from
the North, bringing with me my only sis
ter, Bessie, and my cousin, Basil Will
loughby, and settled down in Bonnie
Brae, one of the picturesque little viii
lagos which comprise the suburban belt
of Baltimore. Basil is literary man,
and l am an artist. My sister keeps
house for us two old bachelors, though
the term can hardly be applied to Basil,
for he is only tall, slender STRIPPING of
twenty-four Summers, as fair and delicate
of feature as girl; while l am dark,
short, heavy-set, weather beaten, and
fast growing gray.
puff and puff until have thorough
ly made up my mind that to-day shall
settle my fate, at least as lar as Miss
kittie American is concerned. Careful
" knocking the ashes out of my pipe, l
arise and walk leisurely over to Mrs.
Americans. l find Kittie out in the
yard, busily engaged in wedding her
flower beds and soiling her pretty fingers.
She looks up with sunny smile as she
sees me, and exclaims inquiringly,-
"Not painting this morning, MIR. Bur.
roughs?"
No, Miss Kittie," reply,"I am suf-
fering from quite an acute attack of
Spring fevel, and have come to you for
sympathy and consolation"
81 greatly fear that you have come to
the wrong individual" she says, laugh
ing merrily, 'for / am going to ask you
to turn gardener and help me to rid my
flower bed of these horrid weeds"
LET us compromise, Miss kittie, by
taking stroll in the woods after wild
flowers" reply.
"Done3' she exclaimed, as she runs
into the house after her bonnet; and
soon We are strolling along together
in the most contented manner possible.
never noticed before how graceful
her 1.-THE figure really is, how lustrous
her eyes, or how tempting her rosebud
mouth, and am seized with an almost
uncomfortable desire to take her up in
my arms and imprint kiss upon it.
What vivid fool man is when he has
been badly hit. But what man very
deeply in love ever yet possessed YES
tige of practical common sense, of which
the all-absorbing passion did not wholly
deprive him?
We stroll leisure!y through the leafy
woods, conversing on various topics OF
art and nature, culling wild flowers here
and there, and finally, when we have
done, kittie seats herself on the trunk OIL
fallen tree, and ! stretch myself indo'