The Evening post. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1888-1889, 1888-12-08
A LUCKY MISFORTUNE.

Fanny and had parted, as we sup.
posed and hoped nj the time, forever.
1t was for the same cause that parts so
many young fools who are iealously in
love with each other, She llirted with
young Fitz Poodle and l, for revenge,
made up with Miss Brown, a girl / Sc
crctly detested
We had given back rings and ex.
changed the little presents that usually
pass between lovers. When we met in
the street after that we passed each
other without even a glance
1t wns rumorod that she intended
TO marry Fitz Poodle. l thought she
was looking too i'll to marry anyone, but
then perhaps wanted to think she was
wasting away for love of me.
Make up2 No indeed, we never
thought of such thing. | wrote a poem,
Parted Forever" and sent it to paper
The editor promptly declined it, but it
was sweet thing, and felt better for
having written it.
OF course, when / happened to meet
her | felt the iron pierce my soul; and
when | didn't meet her for long time
| was still more wretched AT last, one
day, l stepped upon a crowded Brooklyn
ferryboat and trod on some ones dress.
| apologized; the lady turned it was
Fanny. gave her an awful look. She
gave me another. Then | stared at moth
ing and she stared at nothing and the
boat started, and the great train of white
foam followed us, and the big towers of
the bridge to be doomed before us, and
the passengers pushed and poked each
other and tha with ha
basket, with sausage and Limberger
cheese in 1t, stood back to back with
Fanny, and the infant with the mo-
lasses candy took hold of my coat.
sleeve with its sticky hand, viii G
its mother instructed it that
| wasn't pa, and the horses attached to the
wagon stamped about, and / was within
an inch of Fanny-Fanny, whom used
to kiss as much as / lilSed-and / dared
not touch her; and 1 thought of plunging
overheard and dying before her eyes
when crash, crash, crash The most
awful noise, the most horrible ringing,
changing sound was in our ears, and every
woman on board screamed, and every
man said words not in the catechism, and
some one called out: '"The boiler is burst
and we are all going to the bottom!'
And What had cried out was Fan.
N.Y. and what she had screamed was
'Will!" and now had her in my arms.
! held her close and said: ooh, Fanny.
Fanny!' and she sobbed-"Oh, will,
WHIP
'Oh, forgive me, Fanny / said; 1--WE
can't die angry with each other"
"Oh, forgive me, Will, she said; cit
was all my fault"
ooh, no." said 1, at was all mine, but
we'll die together, darling. Better die
than live apart"
ooh, no." said she, "not now; we
must not die now; we must live for each
other. Oh, save me, try to save mep'
81 will" | said; "I'll try to swim,
Fanny; I'll get a life preserver."
dragged her toward the spot where
the life preservers were kept and handed
one down. ID did not notice what other
people were doing; / did not care. I
fastened the preserver about Fanny, and
l put another about my own waist and
took her in my arms. In moment more
should have jumped over with her, but
some one caught my coat-tails.
"StopW said voice. 81 say, are YOU
crazyY There's nothin' the matter. The
boiler isn't busted. That noise was only
a lot of iron bars and rails split out of a
us, but we've all come to ourselves but
you."
So they had. Most of them stood
at us, and Fanny grew red as a
rose as / embarrassed her and took off
my own life-saving jacket.
We had quite restored the spirits of the
especially of the lady with the
Limberger in q basket, who evidently
thought us the greatest Joke of the sea
son. But what did it natter We owed
too much to that foolish fright to mind
being laughed at, and as tucked the
dear girls arm under mine at the dock |
felt happier than king. A man was
driving slowly before us with load of
iron bars in wagon.
Were you the man who scared us
all on the boat just nowp' said l.
Yes, but it's none of yur business"
said he.
gave him S. on the spot, and I sup.
pose he thought I was crazy. He did
not know what he had done for us.