Rock Island daily Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1886-1893, 1893-09-23

one and carry her rubbefS to school for
her to wear home when it rained, to
hear the sweet words that fell from her
lips as she lovingly told me l was a ter
ror, and as think it is all over and that
l shall never again place my arm around
her waist | feel as if the world had been
kicked off its base and was whirling
through space, liable to be knocked into
cooked hat, and | don't care darn.
My girl has shook me-
''Sho? You don't say So said the
grocery man as he threw a rotten potato
INTO basket of good ones that were GO
ing to the orphan asylum. We'll, she
showed sense. You would have blown
her up, or broken her neck, or some
thing. But don't feel bad You will
soon find another girl that will discount
her, and you will forget this one
Never" said the boy as he nibbled
at piece of Goldfish that he had picked
OFT. Il shall never allow my affections
TO become entwined about another piece
OF calico. 1t humans me, sir. Hence
forth am Halter of the whole girl race.
From this out | shall harbor revenge in
my heart, and no girl can cross my path
and hive. | want to grow up to become
he schoolma'm, or he milliner, or
something, where l can grind girls into
the dust under the heel of terrible des-
potsm and make them sue for mercy.
TO think that girl, on whom have
lavlshed my hearts best love and over
80 cents In the past two weeks, could let
the smell of Il goat on my clothes come
between Us and break off an acquaint-
ance that seemed to be the forerunner
OF happy future and say 'Ta-ta' to
me and so off to dancing school with
telegraph messenger boy who wears a
sleeping car porter uniform is too much,
and my heart is broken. | will lay for
that messenger some night when he is
delivering a message in our ward, and
will make him think lightning has struck
the wire and run in on his bench. Oh,
you don't know anything about the woe
there is in this world. You never loved
many people, did you:"
The grocery man admitted he never
loved very hard. but he knew little
something about it from an aunt of his
who got mashed on a Chicago drum
mer. But your father must be having
a rest while your whole mind is occupied
with your love affair."" said he.
les" SAID the boy, with a vacant
look, Il take no interest in the pleasure
of the chase any more, though did have
a little quiet fun this morning at the
breakfast table. You see, Pa is the con-
trariest man ever was. If l complain
that anything at the table don't taste
good. Pa says it is all right This morn
ing took the sirup pitcher and emptied
ont the White sirup and put in some cod
liver oil that Ma is taking for her cough.
put some ON my pancakes and pretend
ed TO taste of it, and l told Pa the strip
was sour and not fit to eat Pa was mad
III second, and he poured out some on
his pancakes and said | was getting too
cOnfounded particular. He said the sirup
was good enough for him, and he sopped
his pancakes in it and fired some down
his neck. Heis gaul burned hypocrite,
that's what he is. ! could see by his face
that the cod liver oil was nearly killing
him, but he said that sirup was all right,
and If | didn't eat mine he would break
my back, and, by gosh, / had to eat it.
and Pa said he guessed he hadn't got
much appetite, and he would just drink
a cup of coffee and eat donut.
Il like to died, and that is one thing,
l think, that makes this disappointment
in love harder to bear. But l felt sorry
for Ma. Ma amt got a very strong
stummick, and when she got some of
that cod liver oil in her mouth she went
right up stairs sicker'n horse, and Pa
had to help her, and she had nooralgia
all the morning. l eat pickles to take
the taste out of my mouth, and then laid
for the hired girls. They eat too much
strip anyway, and when they got on to
that cod liver oil and swallowed lot of
1t one of them, a Nirish girl, she got up
from the table and put her hand on her
corset and said 'Howly Jaysusr and
went out in the kitchen as pale as Ma is
when she has powder on her face, and
the other girl, who is Dutch, she swal-
lowed pancake and said, Mine Colt,
vas de matter from meT and she went
out and leaned on the coalbin; then they
talked Irish and Dutch and got clubs
and started to look for me, and thought
l would conc over here.
The who'll family is sick, but it is not
from love, like my illness, and they will
get over it, while l shall fill an early
grave, but not till have made that girl
and the telegraph messenger wish they
were dead. Pa and are going to Chi
cago next week, and I'll bet we'll have
some fun. Pa says l need change of
air, and l tn TX he is going to try and
lose me. It's cold day when l get left
anywhere that 1 can't find my way
back. Well, goodby, old rotten potatoes"
ITO be continued.)