The Breckenridge news. (Cloverport, Ky.) 1876-1955, 1894-01-03


mighty thropg mingling in one conglom
crate mass,as it were, in the roundabout
fashion Of the plays that were kept NJ
till the old clock on the mantle sounded
the midnight hour, when all betool
themselves to their several homes tc
dream of the past, the present and what
the future had in store for them. And
at Mr.. Dick Shacklett's Christmas night
the elite "roamed bright lighted halls
and the parlor was brilliantly lighted
with "rare jewels OF great price,. One
would judge from surroundings that
Cupid was getting in his work "Silvery
bows" of recent wedlock were to be seen
on all sides.
Mr.. Leander Bruner, of Hancock
county, and Miss Critic Neafus of this
vicinity were united in matrimony on
the evening Of the Dist inst, Rev. Y. j.
Cherry officiating. Attendants: Mr..
Lee Neafus and Miss Eta Dugan, Fir.
George Wiles and Miss Polite, Dugan.
Just a Jew more such capers and this
old mother neighborhood will be rid of
all her manageable daughters. Girls
are now almost as scarce as daises on
black hillside after the mercury in the
thermometer has been in winter quarters
fortnight. The few that are left keep
themselves hid n ost of the time in order
to be admired the more when the sun
shine OF their fairy-like faces sheds
transient ray Of light on the beholder-
alas, to vanish like pleasant evanescent
dream that leaves one engulfed in clouds
of despair, while bachelors go in squads,
reminding one of the little cat fishes in
neighborng pond where if fellow sticks
his toes in the edge of the water he will
see them coming in schools from every
direction. The only difference is, the
are hankerin after love VIII lie
the fishes are after something that will
keep soul and body together.
When a fellow reaches the mile stone
along the road of life which informs him
that thirty years have been marked to
his credit, like the mountaineer, he
needs to pause in his ascent, not only to
rest, but to look backward upon the ex-
banded views that his past efforts have
opened up to him, and forward with
fresh hope to the regions beyond which
await his approach. But when he
reaches thirty he seems to be pretty
close to the summit of manhood, and in
his retrospective view he sees where he
has made many mistakes. His pause,
however, is Of short duration, something
seems to urge him onward. He reaches
the summit at thirty-fve and starts on
the down grade. The mile posts fly past
him, or he flies past them rather, with
such rapidity he scarcely reaches one be-
fore he's in sight OF another. He begins
to realize that he has reached Bachelor
dom, and is going Tightening express"
gait for Bachelors Rest" very much
detested place, in his imagination. He
VOWS he will Jump the train" at the
risk of "braking his neck" before reach
ing the portals of the latter named place.
Visions of ectatic raptures still visit him
in his slumbers, however, and although
he wakes to find them but dream, they
seem to impart to him new hopes, new
aspirations. He pulls the bellrope for
down brakes and tries to side track, but
the fate seems to have sealed his doom.
Realizing his situation he cries out:
backward turn backward,
oh time in your flight,
Make me a child again,
Just for Tonight"
But time is no respector OF bachelors.
In his excitement he founces against
chair and turns it over, when with tears
streaming down his wrinkling cheeks,
the last fond hope for that year expiring,
he sets the old fortune-teller upon his
pegs and sits down on him mournfully,
"IIow long o Lord, how long"