The Big Sandy news. [volume] (Louisa, Ky.) 1885-1929, 1886-11-25

Co.'S to wait for the car. While ! ,'jotted
down a notionr the car-bell startled me,
and jumped up hastily, gathering my eff
fects-rolls, chicken, cranberries and the
paper which crumpled back In my hand as
ran. / had almost reached the step, when
by some mis-sight the conductor rang the
bell. The next knew was rolling over
and over, and over, in the doubtful snow
and slush, skirts in mid-air, hat rolling
under the wheels and the unfortunate cram
berries dripping through hole in their
bag, proclaiming in balls of crimson guilt
my mortifying story TO conductor, pas
sengers, passers-by, and, horror Of horrorsi
my dear old gentlemanlil For he it was
whose strong arm righted me, as though
had slipped in the most simple and grace
ful manner possible, leading me TO seat in
the car, as though we were returning from
picnic-brushing down the mud and
snow-striped trough suit" as though
brushing q butterfly from O lawn-tennis
costume and seating himself beside me, as
though he had been my escort since the
morning. did not need to look for my
bundles, there they all were, close beside
him, minus the luckless cranberries.
"You must allow me TO see you safely to
your home,r he said ssYou are too weakly
to be trusted alonen Whatever more he
said was neither heard nor replied To-; ]
could neither hear nor see, nor understand.
After seeing me safely deposited In the
musty little parlor, he added: "Now''--
but never heard the rest, for q senseless
heap was all that was left OF me, ten sec
onds after touched the little lounge
And the next voice heard was the doc
tors, and very strictly professional voice
II was, after the dear tender tones that had
sent me to sleepi
CONTINUATION FROM PRIVATE DIARY.
And so spent Thanksgiving Day in bed,
and four days after. The fifth day sec
ond form followed the DOCTORS into the
parlor-which i had, for the first time,
reached again-and shed its slight hair and
dark eyes" upon the face of the little mirror
which had reflected Dicks angry glances,
the evening Of our discussion Of that fate
full subject.
The doctor staid only long enough 70 feel
my pulse, change my medicine and intro
duce me to his old friend and fellow-citizen.
Oh, kindly earth, open and swallow me
upl Ye, SHOWS, fall in heaps and bury
me from sightl ! oh, sun, cease your
cruel shining, and let a merciful darkness
enshroud my crushed, humiliating self |
lOT Tic NOtkOT lnlIOuuCCu Ilc bO-4l ~. OO
Verne, editor-in-chief Criterion, city, who
for the last eight weeks had been re-
ceiving, in the private box Of his editor-in-
chiefship, the twin romances Of "Coming
Eventsn and my own dearly bought story
Of self-proclaimed love and devotion for the
'.dear old mole, who would not DISCLOSE"
and with whom my Identification dated from
that day when the brown eyes rested in
differently on the awning of the rival res
taurant across the way after they had de-
liciously twinkled over their owners name
tastefully scroll-bound on the lefthand
corner OF the Criterion note-head, SO ac-
commodatingly displayed TO his gaze.
"My dear old gentleman" indeedl $50
handsome, so stylish and so clean" "How
/ longed to know himl'' "How longed to
serve with hands Of love, the dainty dinner
brought by stranger handsw Oh, you bad
little daisy, what made you tell
The scalding tears of shame burst from
my eyes. made dash for the door, but
a gentle, firm hold was on my wrist, gentle
firm tones in my ear, and the "whitest Of
white handkerchiefs" wiping the tears
from my eyes
Before going, promised to let him come
aud dine with me that evening; he sending
in the dinner which should be served in
that same little parlor, which was secured
from intrusion, by charm more potent
than any possessed by the "Sky yarlor"
tenant.
What all happened that day need not be
told.
Next day brought me little package,
which my week happy hands could scarce
iy open, FOR joy at the dear familiar hand
writing, not on official business. 1t con-
tanned tiny box from Peacock's and the
daintiest little volume bound in red moroc-
co, entitled: zone Flirtation-One Thanks
giving-one Wedding-inscribed to my
dear little wife," in which was reproduced,
in daintiest type, on the most delicate pa
per, word for word OF my letters to the
'dear old MOLE" relating to certain "ro-
mantle episode" which ] felt sure he
s'would not disclose,'-while clear, full
faced type impressively conveyed the more
touching passages of love and admiration,
which, like boomerangs from my heart,
had returned, after 10, these many days.
The tiny box held a jewel the like ofwhich
is not to be met with in any jewelers. shop
in the city, for was not Love caught in its
diamond flashes, captured by the delicate
circlet, inside which was inscribed the sim
pie record: Thanksgiving, 1885"
A few days later was added the follow
ing:
terion Publishing Company
"Coming EVENTS
beg to add that in view Of coming
event which did not cast its shadow at their
commencement, herewith, by order Of
your editor-in-chief tender you release
f.ot, q rt Ia, tho frap hindinU