Martinsburg herald. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1881-1920, 1888-11-24
TOO MUCH.

over the darkened landscape, reveal
ing at intervals the misty form of
new moon. The regal red man of the
tracklesS forest, possessed IF all the
agility aud 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. Consequently the water
was running out. 1t was wet moon.
Or it was dry moon. 1t would
not hold water.
The irreconcilable difference ofopin-
ion existing on this subject among
the greatest minds in this century
compelS the historian to confine him.
self with rigid exactness to the sim
pie facts pertaining to the atti tude
of the moon and an impartial state
ment of the two theories of interpre.
tation dependent thereupon. The
earnest seeker after truth is advised
nay, exhorted earnestIy-to take
his choice between the two, regard
less of expense, race, color or previous
condition or turpitude.
In the gilded saloon of Prairie
avenue mansion, in all the radiant
beauty of her twenty-seven years,
sat, or rather half reclined, in a lux
urious fanteuil young women who
was listening with a calm but impe,
netrable smile to the lmpassioned
pleadings of a young man.
"Chamomilla," he said, l have
been too presuming, if | have taken
you by surprise by this precipitate
avowel, do not blame me. Let this
urgency of my devotion, the restless
impetuosity of the passion with
which you have inspired me, plead
in my behalf. ChamomilIa Johones
exclaimed the excited youth in a
voice vibrating with uncomfortable
emotion. ~ am not responsible for
the warmth and tropical luxurlance
of my nature. was raised in a
warm climate
"Mr. Leezer," replied the young
lady, 81 will not pretend to be in.
different to your avowal. Among al
of the two or three dozen offers ]
have received this year, "none have
moved me more sensibly none have
appealed more deeply in my feel.
ings."
"You fill me with hap"
land yet, Mr.. Leezer-pardon
me if | interrupt you-like all the
others you fail to apprehend the
true nature of woman. You have no
conception of what makes her high.
est happiness. You think all she
wants is to be loved. You do not
know"
"Chamomilla, / only know that
II
" Mr.. Leezer, has it ever occurred
to You that woman's highest Joy is
her capacity for self-sacrifice You
express your unselfish love, your
willingness to 60 to the ends of the
earth for me, but IN return you ask
nothing of me but my consent to be
yonr wife. Why do you not demand
some sacrifice of me ?"
"Noble girl !" burst from the en-.
raptured young mans lips, as he
seized her hand, "do you think ]
would put You to such test, my
darling? Why, the only sacrifice l
should ever think of asking at your
hands would be that you part with
that ugly, swapping, sore-eyed
poodle in your lap"
Chamomilla JohoneS Sprang to her
feet. With flashing eyes and dilated
nostrilS she motioned the young
man away.
"Part with my beautiful Pitapat!"
she painted. "Jasper Leezer, you can
not be in earnest !n"I am," respond
ed Jasper, firmly; ~ don't like dogs"
"Then, sir" said she, tour paths
must separate. | have the honor,
MIR. Leezer, to wish you goodnight
and goodbye !"
"She's right" mnttered Jasper,
as he walked slowly homeward
sect out, yon brute !" he exclaimed,
vlndictiyely, as he kicked a sad,eyed
and detected dog that seemed to be
trying to cultivate his acquaintance.
ashes right. | am afraid | don't
exactly understand women"
1t is stated with some appearance
of authority that General Harrison