Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1895-12-20
Tht Story Telttr.
HOW HE CAME TO MARRY.

liar expeTlcuCe ouCO uau III Ohio,
said the old pioneer, as he shook with
suppressed emotion, but whether of a
sad or pleasant nature could not be as
certained in the dim light of the fire.
place.
"Let us hear the yarn" we sugges-
ted, with a reportorial eye to an item
for consideration in dull season.
"Oh, it amt any yarn, I assure you" "
said the old man, as he chuckled and
grinned, until glacial movement of
tobacco juice started from each corner
of his mouth and pushed its way slowly
down the wrinkles that led to his stub
ble-covered chin below. "Shut the
door there-so that mother can't hear
what is going on, and 1 will tell you
how came to get married."
We complied with his request, and
after storing away fresh deposit of the
weed "that cheers but don't inebriate, "
be drew his chair close to us and COM
menced:
at was in the year 1850 that came
to Cleveland, and became employed in
a hardware store on Superior street.
1 had spent all my previous life on a
farm, and had become tired of tramp
ing around over the pastures, foddering
sheep and cattle in winter, and work
ing still harder in the summer. l
won't say anything about the difficult
ties I experienced in getting employ
ment upon my arrival in the city, nor
how tried every place in the town
before I could find a boarding-place
that suited me, until l became
acquainted with widow lady who
kept a few boarders on what is now
known as Euclid avenue.
"My landlady was accomplished,
and had evidently seen better days,
but the death of her husband left her
in reduced circumstances. She had
two daughters, both lively, intelligent,
and possessed of graces that only come
from association with the better class of
society. They were of extremely gay
and I had not been at the
house a month before I was hopelessly
in love with Fanny, the eldest, and
thought at times her manner toward
me was tender and encouraging, she
carefully avoided giving me an oppor-
tunity to be alone with her long enough
to declare my passion.
"The winter had nearly passed with
out finding me any farther advanced in
my suit, until one night in February,
after heavy fall of snow, I asked
Fanny to take a sleighride with me,
to which she consented, and after tea
procured as high stepping pair of
horses as could be found in the city,
drove up to the house of my aft nifty,
and in a few minutes we were whirling
away out on the Cleveland and Medina
turnpike. had taken that road partly
because it led towards my old home,
and also owing to its being less travel
ed at night than the other thorough
fares leading from the city, and we
were not likely to be interrupted in our
ride or conversation. The night was
just cool enough to make it necessary
to place my arm around my companion,
the horses were frisky, and the moon
shone with that peculiar light which is
preferred by lovers to all others, unless
it be that of a parlor lamp turned
down so low that as an illuminator it
is nearly useless.
"Through Brooklyn township we
whirled out into the country, where the
lights from the farm houses became
more scattered, and the baying of a
watchdog was the only sound heard.
Fanny, who had previously sang,
laughed and chatted merrily on our
ride, now became quiet. AS we came
to rise in the road that disclosed u
level strip two or three miles in length
before us, I said to myself, Before we
have travelled the road now in view,
will settle my fate, and 60 home a
happier or more miserable man.
"Hardly had 1 come to this conclus-
ion before I heard a peculiar rushing
sound behind US, and looking around
could see flock of sheep coming at
full speed toward US, and behind them
were two or three dogs, which account
ed for the fright of the sheep, which
would doubtless run for miles before
and cause their owner much
trouble in hunting them up. But a
bright thought came to me. Fanny
was a city girl, and had never seen a
sheep save in the shape of outlets or
roast at her mothers table. I would
indulge in strategy of the kind which
is considered fair in love or war.
my voice to the note of the
stage Jibbenainosy where he speaks of
the death of his parents, wife and
friends, 1 said, Fanny, my girl, are
you brave-can you bear terrible
news?' why, Henry, what is the
matter-what makes you so pale {?
more tragic voice, l replied,
BE firm, dearest-rely on me we are
followed by wolves. Look behind you,
and you can see the monsters, who are
thirsting for our blood
"She gave hurried glance back
ward, heard the rushing sound of many
feet, the deep breathing which, when
heard in the forests of the north, causes
the widest dismay; then drawing
nearer to me, said, i did not know
there were any wolves so near the city,
Henry Neither did I think there
uere any, renlied thut it. seems we