Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1891-02-12
THE DAY OF ST. VALENTINE.
1T STILL Is HoNORED IN THE GOOD OLD
FASHION.

: 1T STILL Is HONORED IN THE GOOD OIL
FASHION.
# Two hundred years ago Valentines
: Day, just as the first pale gray of dawn
f faltered into the sky of Merrie England
: young Ethelred Fitz-Albert de Wilkins
/ came with half fastening, half reluctant
tread through tbs wet grass, needless
of possible bronchitis and pneumonia,
under the lattice of Lesbia Daffodil.
, That discreet young persons eyelids
, were still heavy with sleep, and there
were no draughts in her bower, which is
: more than could be said of the grass
plots beneath her window where stood
the languishing Ethelred, his Romeo
slippers rapidly soaking up the blithe
British dew, while his breast swelled
with gentle madness and his voice
grew hoarse even as he carOled forth the
first notes of love with face upturned
toward the closed easement.
He carried lutte of archaic pattern,
which he struck with feverish fingers as
he made his amorous plaint. AS nearly
as can be cleaned from contemporaneous
history he remarked:
Fayre Lesbia curtand lyes-
| (HeighOi ye blind, be drawno
| She minds me mother eyes
| Regard but canOpleS.
And doe waste my signs
| Upon We dawn!
Now, Mistress Lesbia had gone to bed
betimes the night before and had slept
well; so it happened that she was in
good form to waken easily. Ethelred's
song came whiting up stairs and fell
upon her drowsy ear. (This phenomenon
of the drowsy ear was not unusual in
England among lovers in the Seven |
teenth century, She moved gently |
among her draperies futtered a mo-
ment between sleep and waking and
then raised herself upon her dimpled
elbow and whispered: 81 believe that
Master Ethelred is below. Good sOOth,
it is st. Valentine his day, and he sings
to me of his lOyel Would he had store
of silver and lands like Strephon, for
these be good things to go to house
keeping with"
And with that she hoped like little
bird over to the window and peeped out
against tree, plunking softly upon his
Tyre, and as she gazed he sang again:
Sir Strephon Dthely sings
(HeighO! ye curtayne ShakeSD
To sound of siver strings.
Lesba's hand fell from the curtain.
Her blue eyes flashed. swell, suppose
he does!' she cried Indignantly toherself.
whats that to you, Master Ethelred!
He is none the worse for that, l hope,
but he is a proper man, and l do fear
me you have too much of cheek in that ;
you would have Inc prefer you, a mere
Iandless younger son, and your love
songs, to squire with good store of this
world its goods" With which remarks
she went to bed and to sleep, while
Ethelred staid a while longer, and then
went home and put his feet in mustard
water and wrapped his throat with
flannel, and pondered upon the ways of
women.
X
Miss Millicent Van Beekman lay I
languid in her boudoir on Valentines
Day when her maid brought two great
bouquets of nodding roses and laid
them upon table at the side of her a
couch.
Miss Van Beekmen turned her eyes I
toward the card which was tied to the
first bouquet, but as she did so her C
shoulders contracted in little shiver e
and she cried: "Celeste, it is cold; see '
that the window is covered better. And Z
bring me my chocolate"
Celeste drew the curtain closer, played a
for moment at the toy fireplace with Q
the toy tongs, and then retreated in s
quest of the chocolate. P
When she had gone Miss Van Beck a
man looked at the second bouquet a a
laid her face among the flowers 9
and said to herself, "What pity that p
he should do it-for it's no sort of use, a
poor boy, and it means so many bad
lunches for him." And then she tore mp =
the card which she had held in her hand 0
as she had been speaking, and tossed the
scraps into the CRATE. a
BY that time Celeste had reappeared, O
and her mistress bade her take the j
flowers away, because they made the n
room too heavy with their odOr. Q
And when they were gone she drank II
ner chocolate with an expression of Is
great serenity, and consulted with ).
Celeste as to the time of day, and as to q
the state of the weather, and was un-
usually amiable while her hand maiden A
lid her hair. q
Y X
At the stroke of II Col. Newcome tc
stood in the Rhododendron club and n,
said to Give: "ThiS is St. Valentines
Day, my boy, and l am going to buy al
some violets for you and for me to wear. q
And we will dine at Delmonico's to- Of
night, and go to the play afterward. Ii
is it ever was, my boy, and l feel about =
,wenty years old "-Ne,o York Evening 9;
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