Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1888-08-04
LOve f. Deaf.
A HuMoR or The YouRrH.

| From the Daughters of America.
miss AAUDs Purior. Outside, from carrying
distances and at irregular tnssTvois are heard The
mapping OF crackers, the banging Of ouns and a.
sorted explosions Of different degrees Of INTENSITY
Whits occcstoNol breezes laden With posoder smoke
ana pdfrfoffsm sscesp into the room. GEORGE dis
covered Simultaneously nursing hss courage and ne
hail
| GEORGE ganxsoxsty1.-ITl ask her, Il ! die for II.
Besides, II don't ask her I'm afraid I'll die FOR
pense any longer: During the last few day. rye
pounds q tsss3svsryt6ns, il iscs except m, my
to confess IT. And what better day than this TO
make a declaration, In imitation Of our Revolu-
dependence and mine. BY Jove, is exactly the op.
2os1e Come IS PICK up your heart man she eSa
refuses More than enough that Would De. should
heart And & size rejects it Il won't be worth
lEnter MISS MAUD. pale, wttd- eyed and ~sfh
eVerm osaF srf wss dgs,S,Sn
Miss MAUD tSlartin0 and ScreaminS):-Ow! ITO
GEoRGE.) How do you do7 I'm very glad to-
GroReE tsoot1ingivj: Only crackers
Miss MAUD:-Onty crackersI E-e-e-e-e-hi There
on sa nssy ossE Sin
GEoR0E:-rm very sorry-very. i hope you win
pardon this early call, because L (Repeated
Miss MAUD Dumping .pasnsodicaliy,: Oil Ali
| GEORGE (aside):-Confound those crackersl
| lAtoud9 I've ventured to come. however, because
I've something OF the greatest nothing but torpe-
portance another cracker, was it!) TO say TO you
that which will have an influence on my happi-
ness .s my me, even, which
fectly certainly that its time for them to DO 1t
again?
GEORGE (aside) She hasn't heard q world
Miss Maud:-And II they grease the muzzle as
they dd the last time, Lshali go ravng distracted
George imysiJaedJ:-why, what DO you mean,
Miss MAUD:-It's a horrid cannon next door.
! Those dreadful Jones boys have been firing 1t
every fifteen minutes all day. oh, mercyl
GEoKGE:-why, they didn't IRE.
Miss Maud:-No, but thought they were going
not have 1t happen than to actually hear it. ~
| lGEoRGE silently considers this bit Of mental
MISS MiUD:-The little wretches put in heavier
load every time ana yet 1t doesn't blow them up
GEoRGH treco,.r,no b,u,e,o.-Mv de.r u,ss
Maud. II you could know how often.
| Miss MAUD:-About every fifteen minutes, said,
| though sometimes ten
| GEORGE:-WhaI?
Miss MAUD:-Really, I beg your pardon. was
thinking OF that terrible cannon. Go on. please.
tnsn sa Eve 81 ss syss
only OF winning your love, presumptuous though
| IL may seem IN one SO little deserving OF such an
| inestimable prize. Yet unworthy as am, the
passionate alteration OF a faithful heart Is not to
| pe despised, and mine is all yours-aI yours
ILoSss up 'S,.h "a. On eloquent gtance to ind that
| ULth both hands.l
MISS MAUD t,Orithtng nth apprehension :-oh,
GEORGE osina fnoS ask X Whether
you are sufficiently interested In what am saying
| TO listen moment?
Miss MAUD (,tracouerino one ar):-Won't you
please repeat what you said? didn't quite catch
your remark.
o, you your ears what is the
MISS MAUD Covering her ear again):-But II 1
DON'T l shall hear that cannon again-and it's
| time for 1t TO go-oh, it's time for 1t TO 60.
lie desperately SEXES her hands and pulls them
GEORGE Vairly shouting,: Maud, love you.
| Miss MAUD (bredthtessty):- love me?
1.-THE Jones boys cannon is discharged With de.
tondtton that nearly brings doCn the ceiling, to
GEORGE (starting] :|Great Scott! I thought the
MISS MASD:~Ha, hal Why, how nervous you
GEORGE trapturouslv,: Dear! Then you do
| you do love me?
bejSst lust eG little BIT pernaps
| l1dbtedu The noises outside sUeH into an ear
:phaing outpourtn9 " every sound gunpooder
Miss MAUD uenderly :-Now tell me, when did
you ssGng2 first begin to tsas"o care for me,
GEORGE :-Always-eve since knew you.
| Miss MAUD:-And to think how often I've (Rat-
| tie! Bang wondered whether (7hump Crack q
| you really did, or whether Crack! Bang! Crack d
you were only amusing yourself Trump D with
| (Rdnte !-rdttte! Smash! Bang! CrdckLe-
crockte . me!
| Enter Miss MAUDs MAMA in q state Of FRENZY.
| MISS MAUDs MAMMA:-GraciOus goodness Maud
on, how DO you do MI. Thompkins? Isn't this
simply dreadful?
| MISS MAUD:-Whatf
| MAMMA:-This unbearable racket!
| Miss MAUD:-Why, l thought they stopped ar.
| ing half an hour ago!
| MANLEY II. PIKE,