The Russellville Democrat., 1884-04-17
Romance of . Poor Young Man.


 An Austin street car stopped at siding. There was long wait. But one soli- tary, listless passenger inhabited the car. He gazed out of the window at the gorgeous autumn Scenery on the side walk -dry-goods boxes md peanut stands.
 Il wasn't brought up to whack a mule," said the driver. suddenly put ting his head in at the front door of the car. and addressing the solitary passen- ger.
 ..Nopr said the solitary one, interrog- atively
 Not much. My history is peculiar. I'm victim of circumstances.
 "Yes," said the passenger, affirm lively. ka
 "Yes, you bet. I struck just the wild est and most delirious kind of luck. My father was one of the solid men of Jack son. You couldn't pry him off his financial feet with a iaek-screw. He was a widower, and 1 was his heir app parent. But it wasn't apparent long. No, the rose-colored dream evaporated. Just about the time the governor could count up his S250,-
  good-looking girl, and the old man said if didn't quit paying attention to her he would write up will which would make my eyes bung out when came to hear it read.
 .'So l told the governor I'd shift for myself; 20 West and head out with the country. dig fortune for myself out of silver mine. do anything. everything, rather than be dictated to in regard to affairs of the heart. The old man said that was all right. and 1 pawned my watch, and ether unnecessary jewelry, and lit by the light of the silver moon. toiled and moiled daytimes, and at night would put on an opera dress shirt and sit on the hotel aga ont in Leadville. There made another mash. She was the only, dried up, old maid daughter of a mining store marchant.. He had money to throw at the birds But the girl was homeiy. O-um, Don't talk. Herface looked like wiIted pine apple hacked with a corn-cutter, and her every day, ope-to-die-if-it-ain' age, was 3S8 summers. including ten wears of steady drought and one grasshopper 1 season.
 Ntii, NG-WtiC il<tiIlct1< ifit lliC OtQ man said: Bless you, me children, bless you, and gave us S200 for expenses and a. basket of sour sandwiches. resolved to go home like the prodigal son, and see how the old man was fixed for calf found out directly I struck the old homestead. The old man had actually married the girl 1 left behind me, and when she saw me she fopped right into my arms and murmured: sHennery! Q, Hennery! do I again behold my once true love? Where did you pick up that female?' 4
 linen the governor snatched her out of that recumbent position too quick, but he wasn't any quicker'n my wife, who immediately lit on me with all the rage of jealous disposition. and tore out samples of my hair enough to make a watch-chain mile and half long. Then she fiounced out of the house and took the next train home, and soon af- ter she got a divorce. The old man was hot in the box, too, about the way his gill-wife had acted, and he sent her home, and got divorce; but theupshot of the whole matter was. was whip- sawed. The entire outfit shook me, and found myself once more out iHthe cold, cold world. friendless and alone.
 '.Git up there, Samuel! The down car passed us ten minutes ago. 1eras Siftings.