Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1885-08-09
1HEGROUED FLOORVs. THE RAFTERS
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his fathers death; he is also stalwsrt
cricketser-s terrific bowler" His sister,
Nelhe, dainty little lady ofseventeen, Is re
clining in low rocking chair, eating en-
apple. On the opposite side Of the FIRE sat
MIR. Z. William Newton in q stiff backed
chair. Mr.. NeEton is young; he looks at
life over q high collar, wears skin hight
clothes aud is given 20 silence.
Where is your sehOolmste this evening,
your chum,' asks Mr.. Arnold.
"Chumr' exelaimS bis sister with slight
movement of protest. She IS writing let
ter. What do YOU think Of her, Tom? isn't
she the dearest girl? Of course you like
her.
Dol Then the matter is settled. "
Provoking | know that you will like
her, Mr.. Newton
ayes, Billy" says Mr. Arnold, she will
suit you eapitally; she can talk on any sub
iect astral or sub-sstrsl, and no end Of isms.
She has Well-lDformed mind
Mr.. Newton uneasily replies: "Ges, Of
course; but YOU know, Tom, l don't 50 IN
for that
ats too mean in you to tslA that way"
explains Nellie, Don't you believe him,
Mr. Newton"
mot believe in her accomplishments"
Tom, do be STILL you know what l
mean"
My dear sister, you credit me with greater
mental poEers than possess.
You do anyway, she replies. you
want to chat as you say. She has eaten
her apple and is about to toss the core into
the ere when she pauses I'll try my for
tune. Both of you name my apple.
I've named it. says Mr.. Newton
promptly
STUFF T. says her brother.
Nov listen 10 nv fortune" counting the
seeds One love; two l love; three
love. 7 say: four | love WITH all my heart,
aRdsige cast away; six he loves; seven
she loves; eight they both love; nine he
comes; ten he tarries; eleven be courts
ele en-! Oh, dear! What did you name 1t
Mr. Newton
Il named It'll t. you some other
time
How can you keep me waiting" This
with mock reproach.
Fer brother takes cigar and SAYS This
room being for reflection and smoke, now
proceed to smoke. Have q cigar, Will? No.
So much the better lighting his cigar.
"Its q bad habit. avoid it; take the advice
of victim. He settles himself in a com
Portable position. 80 Nell your fortune is
eleven. Eleven be courts Here Miss
Grant enters, the carpets are thick aud
Nellie with uusisterly malice impsrshyely
motions her 70 silence, and Miss Grant with
a mute protest takes a seat out OF sight OF
Mr.. Arnold "C0urship IS the delight an
misery of the lover. Twelve he marries.
Twelve finishes of the lover, makes him a
bill payer. Il is too serious number even
for nv large mind. But what graphic power
is in the Others, What loving, qusrrelling
and making up is shown in the first ten
Eleven is the resume, or rather the ruling
principle Of the ten. Eleven he courts.
That is Whist he has been doing through all
bis coming tsrrying snd casting away. Oh
happy youth. Oh spoo-' be pauses and
knocks the ashes from his cigar.
Yes, Tom oh! spoo-
He smokes plscidly a moment and re.
sumes The lover is q curious study. l
wonder that some naturalist has not written
a book on him Not weak novel but
a heavy book in sheep He is wide
field"
"a field, Tomg'
DO not be dali, little girl ne replies
with a wave of his cigar. "He is wide,
wide field, broad as mankind, almost. His
variety is great, and yet methinks heavy
scholar should be able to classify him. For
instance there is the romantic lover, the
dsshiug. melancholy, Jealous, bashtul, not
to mention other species. By the way, the
bashful school seems to best succeed IN
quickly becoming bill payers. Can It be
that the lady sort o helps him?
bow absurd" murmurs Miss Arnold.
"As smoke my spirit goes forth on
fsrcy's wings. Away, far away over our
cold Atlantic to q land Of cocoauuts and
MONKEYS. Under palm tree see a lover,
and. yes there is his adored one, but she
secs him not. Stealthily he clssp7 his good
boom eraug. Now, Bang, 'TSss we
thrown! Down she went! She's shoulderet!
She's won. and they'll have feet wings WHO
follow. Ring out the marriage bells!
Another lover has reached the coveted
twelve.
II say your talking nonsense you know,
murmurs Mr.. Newton.
Nonsense ssy'st thou, pale face2 Who
are YOU to question his tropical lOye-msk'
ins3 He would laugh to scorn your eden.
mate WAYS, W Qeu us OElAG LNGGAHSo NOA-
gratulatious, hear whispered brsg so en-
vious maids, of that knock Oh the head,
lust as the white bride brsgs Of her dla-
mond ring or twc-dollar and q halt bouquet
the boomersngs Of the race Billy.
But then you know, began Mr..
Newton.
"Of course know the end Of each boom
erang is the same. But again am on the
wing; over seas and swamps aud desert
sands so a land when elephants dispost
Here, too, is the cover; he dismounts from
his-camel, and salutes q willy old patriarch
who sits before his straw mansion. They
talk of the crops, Of the last battle With the
Biipios, their mortal enemies until the ar
dent loon casually asks the patriarch
If he wants to sell q daughther.
The old one strokes his beard,
and replies that he hasn't thought much
about the matter; doesn't think it good
time 10 sell; believes the market will ad-
vance, and then asks how much the lover
will give Lover makes an offer. Old fell
low smiles; couldn't think Of such q price
Mr.. Gumbo Uiiii will give twice as many
elephant tusks The shAfer continues until
9 bargain is struck; the goods are produced
and twelve has put its extinguisher upon
another lover that il" Mr. Arnold lAzily
adds, until Mr.. ats-hisnams gathers
more wealth and enters the market again.
The speaker throws his head little fur
Their back and lets blue cloud float up,
wards. Mr.. Newton adjusts his tight collar.
Miss Chant remains quiet and Nellie, sfe
gently rocking, says: DO go on Ton; tel
Us more. know that Mary will be surprised
a. the extent Of Jour information"
IL think not. When Mary if dare so
call her, enters, exit loVers-ss topic, that
Is.
TEL me" continues bis sister, how the
civilized lover should act. Men, you know.
are 80 much wiser than women"
"Fisttery,' he replies, lis always grateful