River Falls journal. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1872-2019, 1888-09-20
LOVE AND BUSINESS.
MIR. We're de We're Proposes to Mrs. Canagg
and Makes a Mistake.

MIR. We're de We're Proposes to Mrs. Canaggy
and Makes a Mistake.
"YOur question takes me by surprise,
Mr. We're de We're. How long have you
entertained for me the feelings you
have just expressed?"
. From the first moment / ever saw
you, Mrs. Canaggy. For the last six
weeks have been in a state of bilious
ness and unrest. | have fallen off
sixteen and One-half pounds in weight,
and haven't had any relish for my
food or any of the ordinary pursuits of
life. If you could only realize how /
yearn-n
Despairing of conveying to the fas-
cinating and wealthy young widow any
idea of the intensity, the abandon, the
utter goneness with which he yearned.
he shook his head and for some mo-
ments yearned in silence.
4; ''Mr We're de Vere," said Mrs
Canaggy, kindly-almOst tenderly-
.'have you ever tried Corkins' liver
pills?"
Talk not to me of pills." exclaimed
the young man, with flashing eye.
"Can you reach the affections through
the liver? Would you minister to a
wounded heart by putting a mustard
plaster on the feet, Mrs. Canaggy?"
The lady looked dreamily at his full
grown Waukenphast shoes, and as she
smoothed out the folds of her magnifi-
cent silk dress with a richly-jeweled
hand, she murmured. softly: at
would, indeed, be a terrible waste Of
mustard"
Victoria Canaggym protested Har-
old We're de We're, rising to his feet,
and speaking with burning energy,
Listen, You have pictured to your
self, doubtless, in the dreams of your
girlhood, the kind of man to whose
keeping you would willingly surrender
the priceless treasure of your love. |
may not stack up exactly as the
man of your girlish dreams. Possibly
the late Mr.. Canaggy did not But
no man that ever lived could cherish
for you deeper or more passionate de-
votion or would shield you from the
rude blasts of the world with half the
pride and tenderness that / would feel
if you gave me the right to be your
champion. Victoria. does not your
own heart plead for me?"
MIR. We're de Vere," replied the
lady, evidently moved by his appeal,
''pardon me for asking the question,
but have known you for so short a
time, and it is matter that concerns
me deeply-are you gentleman OF
correct habits?'
Il can answer you truthfully that l
am"
DO you drink intoxicating bever-
ages?"
mo. upon my honor"
'Do you attend horse races?"
Never
Nor chew tobacco?"
mo. no."
Nor smoke cigars?"
mo"
"Nor cigarettes?"
cigarettes, Mrs. Canaggye II there
is one thing on the face of the earth
utterly detest. loathe and abOminate
it is the cigarette. Il is the quintes-
sence of all that is vile. execrable. and
abhorrent. A man who would smoke
cigarettes would steal sheep, Mrs.
Canaggy, and the person who manu-
features or deals in them is a pirate
and double-dyed scoundrel, for whom
hanging is too good.
Mr.. We're de We're. / regret to give
you pain, but l can never be your
wife" said the beautiful young widow,
sadly.
"Why2 q. why. Mrs. Canaggy?n
Because. and her voice fell upon
his ears like the mu~mur of distant
cascade, or the weird. epulchral vail
OF the night wind among the ghostly
tree tops of a November landscape
because / am a silent partner in
cigarette factory. "-C Chicago Tribune.