Smyrna times., 1886-10-20
WHOLE NO. 1880.
A Pastoral Romance.
WILLING TO DO THE COURTING FOR
THE FARM TILL HE MET MISS
TYLER.

Lovely Miss Lucinda Tyler went to
Farmer Hayseed's for the summer.
The object of her visit was to secure
rest and quiet. She decided to abstain
from all social excitement, and Mt first
she succeeded. After awhile, however,
her resolution gradually gave way and
she found herself indulging in a pleas
ant Irritation with Farmer Hayseed's
son John.
John was good looking and accom-.
modating, and he did not object in the
least to the effect of the city girls fasci.
nations. In fact, he rather seemed to
like it, and when he got hold of her
hand one evening-accidenta of
course-and gave it a good squeeze the
affair developed into something serious.
Of course, Miss Tyler's affections were
not permanently disabled, but she sym-
pathized with the steady devotion of
her admirer and encouraged him be-
cause she, like all women, fancied
that sort of thing. Even Eve left poor
Adam for an hour or two to firt with
that very insinuating gentleman known
as Belzebub.
Johns cOurtship was placid and un-
remitting Everything he could do for
Miss Tyler was done. 1t was. there.
fore, with regret that he saw the end
OF August approaching, for then she
was to leave. He took her out riding.
They entered a long, we'll shaded,
romantic-looking road, and almost be-
fore Miss Tyler knew anything John
exclaimed with more or less emotion
| love you"
This is very sudden, she replied"
hope you amt mad about it.n
No; l don't know and as she
taltered his arm encircled her waist.
There was a silence for a minute or
two, and then pity got the better Of the
dear girls feelings, and she said softly
John, ! should think you would get
tired Of the montony of your life here.
Yes; it is kind O. tiresOme some
times"
" Tell me what you don
You won't get mad about it ?"
Certainly not"
Well, you know, we run this farm
in summer SOS to make enough to keep
the family the rest of the year. Nam
sees to the cooking; pap tends to the
work outdoors, and they make me do
all the lOve-making business"
" The love-making business ?"
Yes, that's what it amounts to.
Flirt with the boarders, you know, and
make 'em believe that they've made a
mash. First it was tough work-kind
O. bashful, you know-and the first
summer l only popped to two girls. The
second summer got up to six. Last
season l reached a dozen, and this year
but, say, you amt mad about it, are
you ?"
No, dear John" and head nestled
fondly on his shoulder. What a
pretty hat you have! Let me hold it
for you and, dear John, how fine and
soft your hair is" And she ran her
fingers gently through his chestnut
locks. Presently she put both hands
up there, and, after getting a good
tight mold, she pulled with all the
gathered strength of a six weeks va
cation. John tried to yell, but he
cOuldn't-his breath forsoOk him. He
tried to speak, but it was no 90. The
big tears that rolled down his cheeks
wore the only manifestations of his
misery, but they were enough to touch
a heart of stone. In about a minute
to John it seemed a century-the lOvly
Hiss yloE Icl6dS6u ucF uOlQ anu gain
cred several dozen strands of chestnut
hair into a knot.
No, dear John" she said in her
sweetest way, Il amt mad. l only
wanted tuft of your lovely hair for a
summer souvenir. And now, dear
John, suppose we return"
Dear John obeyed without a MUIR
mur. They reached home, and that
night at a family council John issued
his ultimatum dad" said he, "ii
there's any more cOurtin' business to
be done 'rOuud here you've got 10 do it.
I've quit for good"