The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1892-07-02

nothing else to do. Every Sunday Henry
Boltz drove to the meeting house where
Marie and her parents attended, and after
the services were over he placed his sweet
heart in the buggy, triumphantly drove
her home and invariably remained to din
ner.
Under these delightful circumstances
Henry I3oltz ought TO have been entirely
happy; but, alas for the vanity of human
wishes, he was not and this is the reason:
Apart from more worldly considerations
the mildly ardent young man loved Marie
Ziegenfuss because she was large. stout,
healthful, rosy and entirely hugable--if
one may be permitted to coin an essen,
TALLY descriptive word. And then the fact
that Marie loved him with all the love of
which she was capable, gave an added i'm
pulse to his passion.
But here was the truth this is what 50
sorely perplexed him:
He had heard, bht his own experience
did not warrant the belief, that people who
are in love either do not or cannot eat as
much as those who are entirely free from
the tender passion. Every Sunday he sat
beside Maric'at dinner, and this afforded
him an excellent opportunity to judge OF
her appetite TO his inexpressible amaze
ment she had not the appetite OF a mott
ing canary.
She ate as near next TO nothing as one
well could that pretended to eat at al.
Why, she would even cut green pea in
two when those delicious legumes were
In season, and with touching delicacy
would convey, I'm the point OF her KNIFE
one halfat time to her lips.
After dinner the young folks would go
into the parior, the walls Of which Were
decorated with framed samples. done in
Berlin wool by the fair Marie, and they
would sit, one ut either end OF the high
backed, hotsehair covered sofa. and look
yearuingly Mt each other while Henry,
with his own hearty meal still fresh in his
!. mind, would sigh:
.Ah. Maree, don'd you drinks yoii vos
alreaty in lofe? You cad so poorly mooeh
holdings like leedle budderhy.n
Henry remained usually with his duh
cinea till near supper time. when he would
hitch up and 80 home.
One Sunday afternoon there caine un i
fierce storm, and rs the rain kept persist
entity up till long after dark, Nj, A.egeas
fussuna his wife, backed by the pleading'
Of the gentle Marie, prevailed ON the yonns
man to remain for the night.
The houses OF the Pennsylvania Dutei
farmers, though usually comfortable ar
rarely so costly as their barns. This nigh
the clergyman and his wife We're ols'
guests, and Henry Boltz was given . bet
In n sort az loft directly over the Kitchen.
-, This was night OF unusual dissipation
for the young people They actually stat,
IN counting, or rather locking at eacl
other from opposite ends OF the sofa, IA
the high clock, standing like y collin IN th
dimmest corner OF tho room. strtck ten.
Henry lookod ~ II he was going. 70 KS
Marie. but he compromised by cuuNNi't
her under the chin, then, startled At ~
own auaacity, he hurried MP 60 the iol
and lay down TO pleasant dreams.
How long he had been asleep he nev'
could tell. for after the neutrality-suspicious.
81 that night he was never IN eendltia
.,to follow out n consecutive line OF though
that placed any tilx ON his memory bnt
certainly must have been several hours.
He was awakened, not hs the swish OF u
willow irs,i,cies against the dermer WI
dow or the steady beating OF the ram 9
,he roof, hat by delicious odor ana u
occasional rattle OF dishes beneath !
rubbed his eyes aud the gotten iii'vs
LIGHT between the boards assured NM th
tbere was some one at work in the kieche
He not noiscessly up and looked ueN
through q crack, and jhe gasped "liep
Hem aos ycs s@assn MesA@V