Woodville Republican. (Woodville, Miss.) 185?-current, 1888-11-24
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How Jasper Leezer Lost the Love Of Fair
ChamOmilla Johones.

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How Jasper Leezer Lost the Love Of Fail
ChamOmilla Johones.
Night. The feecy clouds scurried
over the darkened landscape, revealing
at intervals the misty form Of a new
moon. 1t was wet moon. The regal
red man Of the trackless forest, pos.
sessed Of all the agility and daring that
Nature and J. Fenimore Cooper have
bestowed upon him in lavish abandon,
could not have hung his powder-horn
on its silvery crescent to save his valu-
able life. twas perpendicular. Con-
sequently the water was running out
1t was wet moon.
Or 1t was dry moon. It would not
hold water.
The irreconcilable difference Of opin-
ion existing on this subject among the
greatest minds in this country compels
thehistorian to confne himself with rig
ID exactness to the simple facts pertain
ing to the attitude of the moon and an
impartial statement of the two theories
OF Interpretation dependent thereupon.
The earnest seeker after truth is adj
'vised, nay, exhorted earnestly-to take
his choice between the two, regardless
OF expense, race, color, or previous
condition of turpitude.
In the gilded salon Of Prairie ave.
nue. mansion, in all the radiant beauty
OF her twenty-seven years, sat, or
rather half reclined, in a luxurious
tauteuil young woman who was list
ening with calm, but impenetrable
smile to the impassioned pleading of
young man.
"Chamomilla," he said, elf 1 have
been too presuming-if have taken
you by surprise by this precipitate
Ryowal-do not blame me. Let the
urgency of my devotion, the restless
tmpetuosity of the passion with which
you have inspired me, plead in my be-
half. Chamomilla Jehonesm exclaimed
the excited youth in voice vibrating
with uncomfortable emotion, 81 am not
responsible for the warmth and tropical
luxuriance of my nature. was raised
In warm climate"
"Mr. Leezer," replied the young
lady, II will not pretend to be indif- |
ferent to your avowal. Among all of |
the two or three dozen offers have
received this year." she went on, mod |
estly, none have moved me more SEN
sibly. None have appealed more deep
~ to my feelings"
''You I'LL me with hap"
Sand yet, Mr.. Leezer-pardon me if
7 interrupt you-like all the others
you fail to apprehend the true nature
OF woman. You have no conception of
what makes her highest happiness.
You think all she wants is to be loved.
You do not know
"Chamomillia, l only know that
r."
''Mr Leezer, has it never occurred
70 you that woman's highest Joy is
her capacity for self-sacrifceP You
express your unselfsh love, your will
lngness to go to the ends of the earth
Tor me, but in return you ask nothing
Of me but my consent to be your wife.
Why do you not demand some sacrifice
Of meP o, Jasper" she said, in a
voice that thrilled through the young
mans whole frame, ''if I should ac-
cept your love, do you think there is
Any privation, any self-abnegation that
would not undergo for youp''
''Noble grill" burst from the enrapt-
0red young mans lips, as he seized
her hand, do you think would put
you to such test my darlingP Why,
the only sacrifice should ever think
Of asking at your hands would be that
you part with that ugly, swapping,
Sore-eyed poodle in your lap"
Chamomilla Jehones sprang to her
feet With flashing eyes and dilated
nostrils she sternly motioned the young
man away.
'Part with my beautiful Pitapatr"
lhe painted. Jasper Leezer, you can
not be in earnestr'
Il am" responded Jasper, firmly
Il don't like dogs"
Then, SIR" said she, freezingly.
our paths must separate. have the
honor, Mr.. Leezer, to wish you good
light and good-bye!"
"She's right" muttered Jasper, as
y walked slowly homeward. "Get
'ut, you brutel'' he exclaimed vindic- S
lively he kicked a sad-eyed and de- t
ected dog that seemed to be trying to q
'ultivate his acquaintance. "She's c
light / am afraid / don't exactly I'M i
lerstand women. Chicago Tribune. +
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