The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1891-01-28

lar CUT.
familiar cut. and that they Lad adorned
| the handsome young curate of st.
Anne's.
That night he arduously studied this
specimen of his wooing, and the more
he did so the better he was pleased with
it. 1t expressed his inexpressible
thoughts: it was ardent, tender. and
urgent: it abounded in SMILES ever
! dear to maidens hearts. 1t surely
must touch the chord of assent! And
yet she answered not.
but his trial soon ended. The sent
ence of left was soon pronounced.
One morning he received letter and q
package by mail. He opened the for
mer: it was from his mother. and of
course gave diagram of the gossip Of
his native town. One item caught his
eye. He read it, re-read it, and he read
no more. 1t ran as follows:
What do you think: Sallie Manton is en-
gagged. And to whom in the world but the
handsome young curate Of ST. Anne's. Did you
ever: 1t came out yesterday, and everybody
is talking about it. You know, my dear boy,
never could endure her.
The handsome young curate.' 1T
came out yesterday What could it
mean? How could that suffering gaby
have expressed himself so successfully?
The black letters danced before his eyes
like hooking demons. Surely some
evil chance had encompassed him.
For hours he sat in that stupor
which stunning blow will cause: then
his eyes lighted upon the package.
Surely he recognized that superscrip-
ton: it was her dear handwriting. He
opened it. 1t contained a motley col
lection of missives, all. alas. his own.
Yes. there was the plotted half page
upon which he had first printed with
such pride; the boyish notes of in
vitation and of birthday congratulation:
the descriptions of his pleasure trips
and of his life at school, and last, but
not least. the fateful product of the
Universal Letter Writer. which had so
signally failed of its purpose.
He unfOlded it; he read it in amaze
ment. in CONSERVATION. What devils
jugglery was this? These were not the
fitly-chosen sentiments which had so
the duplicate the other evening. And
yet his name was surely signed, and in
that peculiar ink. too, which was in
digenous to the fountain pen with
string. He even recognized the thumb
marks of the sealing. But had he been
daft to employ such a substitute, whose
very face was an insult. In trembling
accents he read it aloud as follows:
RESPECTED MADAM: I crave not the
meretricious charms Of youth. The beauties Of
character alone fascinate me. In the presence
Of your gracious maturity, am overpowered by
sense OF my inferiority in years and expert
ence. My love for you is 1T once luxurious and
filiaL 1 need your fostering care. sigh fol-
your matronly embrace. l will strive to grow
up to you: for your dear sake will be to my.
self father. Be mine, and thus gladden. an
orphans heart by becoming at once my wife
and my mother
SIN the fury of despair George cast
the ridiculous screed from him. As he
did so a slip of paper doated from it. 1t
bore but line, in Sallie's handwriting:
When compared this insult with the
dear curate's sweet sentiments, could
not hesitate. Forget me as do you
George did not return to Aberdeen.
The c, usade against all nickle-in-the-
slot machines was just beginning.
With heart and soul he espoused this
holy cause, and that eloquence which
erstwhile had proved so potent in the
Philomathean Society was largely re-
spOnsible for their final abolition
WELL" said 1, as my friend Smith
resumed his unlighted cigar and the
elevated expression of his eyes, lis
this the romance which makes you
sad?"
''Yes." he gravely replied.
''And so it does me."-N. Y. Times.