Daily Yellowstone journal., 1890-05-30
NEXT MY HEART.

i suppose every MAN Is young ana
romantic at some time of his existence.
] know | was. AT 22 | was what |
would call al idiot now, and | was idi-
etically in love with Miss Letetia Fay,
who was ION the stage" and who
played beautiful young daDsels of the
most angelic sort, and was always cast
in some part in which she was both
innocent and injured, but always love.
ly and beloved. She kept the charact.
er up in real life, too, and came down
to breakfast with her sweet, sad smile
aud angelic eyes, and chcered up when
something funny WIS said and laughed
unsteady. with lie tips of her white
fingers together aud her head thrown
back TO show her throat. and went
through all her little bits of 'busi-
ness" though b sides a few old mar
ried couples Of The sort that frequent
boarding houses there were only
Moggssnd Mu ply, from Mr.. Fabrics
bargain store: ribbs. from the hatter's,
and myself, at that time occupying a
genteel but not lucrative position at
the nearest druggists.
| suppose that as great pianists are
forced 10 practice perpetually, your
angel is forced TO be always at rehear-
sal lest some of the sweetness and in.
nocence might slip away unawares;
but Of course at the time l never
thought Of that.
Letetia IA TO me an earthly seraph,
and | fell in love with her at first
sight, Even yet | "a scarcely bring
myself TO believe the statement Of the
neighborbing florist, who declared
that when hesought remuneration for
various baskets and bouquets present.
ed by herself to Miss Letetia at the
close of second acts, through the me.
dunn of messengers and ~usllers, that
that young lady having ordered him
downstairs without avail, fired a
photograph album at him and used a
''swear' word.
l still hope that this is the malicious
Misrepresentation of an aggravated
tradesman, for when | last saw the
lovely Letetia, though undeniably
stouter, she was even more infantile
and angelic.
When | say | fell in love with her
on sight you may expect a long and
deeply interesting love story, but the
facts Of the case prevent me from in
iicting anything Of the sort upon my
readers. | was in love with her, and
believed for exactly five weeks that
she was not unfavorable t. me. At
the end Of that time my hopes were
crushed forever.
There appeared upon the scene a Mr..
PEBBLES, one of those beings who have,
] suppose, been found in the train of
actresses from time immemorial. a
harmless, well meaning, wealthy,
well educated and very silly young
man Of good society. Today m
would call him a dude" but the
name was unknown twenty years ago.
His intentions were most honorable
and respectful. He believed every
thing that Miss Lefty Fay chose to tell
him. lie offered her his hand and
heart, and was promptly accepted.
Vague doubts as to the approval of his
paoents probably filled the mind of
tin. youth when the deed was done,
and after they were married he came
for awhile To board with Mrs. Gobble.
engaaMpher best rooms for his bride
and sAsAlf, and we all understood
thAt-Aa-5Overnor" and mamma
vera 10 be Informed of the step by
6A4fh4NfYt anxious in regard to
IEe hhattsf.SHef husband had plenty
of cash, and she wore the most gor-
geous apparel perpetually. As for me,
l had really meyer hoped to marry on
% a weeA;fSE 1haddRqved a blow.
I hatedekEs4Aeaes M&SAy. despis-
ed him with the scorn o. wrath.
Really he was very amiable and gen.
lpIgmHs Hi did nStJ dsssrys At, and
he could not help being 5 feet 2, slim
in proportion, with bony little hands
and feet, a nose like q wax doll, and
very promissnt sYletsaEUpt teeth; II
he looked like a well brought up little
monkey in the latest fashion, he could
NOT help il. Still, how / despised him
IrssSsSi5IhtuqWuxjNt"'Tif: he !.
passed il. The fact that he las living
at q plain boarding house, where we
were very glad tdeeAble to stay, some
thing as he might have hidden in a
cave in the woods and lived on berries
0pcerHihAH4&MHNqM
olden time, and that some great hotel
or some palatial residence would have
been his natural dNEfters, offended US
H. Everybody bu: Mrs.. Gobbls, who
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