The Neihart herald. [volume] (Neihart, Mont.) 1890-1901, 1897-08-14

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gravely.
"Think not?'' said Sam.
"Nothin like it," replied his father.
"But don't you think it means
more?" inquired Sam.
"Vell, p'raps it is a more tenderer
word" said Mr.. Weller after a few
moments reflection. $50 on, Sammy"
"'Feel myself ashamed and COM
plete1y circumscribed in a.dressin Of
you, for you are a nice gal and nothin
but it."
"That's a very pretty sentiment, "
said. the elder Mr.. Weller, removing his
pipe to make way for the remark.
"Yes, I think it is rayther good" OBJ
served Sam, highly f1attered.
"Wot l like in that ERE style Of
writin," said the elder Mr.. Weller, sis
that there amt no calm names in it
no Wenuses, nor nothin o. that kind.
Wot's the good o. calm a young 'ooman
q Venus or a angle, Sammy"
"Ah! What, indeed?" replied Sam.
"You might jist as we'll call her a
griffin, or a unicorn, or a kings ARMS
at once, which is very we'll known to
be a collection O. fabulous animals, -
added Mr.. Weller.
"Just as WE'LL" replied Sam.
"Drive on, Sammy" said MI. Weller.
Sam complied with the request and
proceeded as follows, his father contin-
uing to smoke with a mixed expression
Of wisdom and complacency which was
narticularlv edifvinQ:
Galore I see you I thought allwom.
| en- was alike"
$50 they are" observed the elder
Mr.. Weller parenthetically.
"'But now,'" continued Sam,
"'now l find what a regular soft head
ed, inkred'lous turnip I must ha' been,
for there amt nobody like you, though
I like you better than nothin at all
thought it best to make that raythel
strong" said Sam, looking up.
Mr.. Weller nodded approvingly, ant
Sam resumed:
$50 I take the privilege of the day,
Mary, my dear-as the gen'lm'n in
difficulties did ven he walked out Of {
Sunday-to tell you that the first ant
only time I see you your likeness wa
took on my hart in much quicker tim
and brighter colors than ever a Likeness
was took by the protect macheel
(Which, p'raps, you may have heard on
Mary, my dear), although it does finish
portrait and put the frame and glass Oh
complete, with a hook at the end t.
hang it up by, and all in two minute
and a quarter.
81 "I'm afeerd that werges on the poet
ical, Sammy" said Mr.. Weller dubi
ously.
"No, it don't" replied Sam, reading
on very quickly to avoid contesting tn
point.
"'Except of me, Mary, my dear, a
your valentine, and think over wha
I've said. My dear Mary, I will nov
conclude That's all, " said Sam.
"That's rayther a sudden pull ur
amt 1t. Sammy" inquired Mr.. Welle,
mot a bit ON it," said Sam. "She'l
wish there wos more, and that's tn
great art O. letter writin."
"Well," said Nj. Weller, "there'
something in that, and I wish you
mother-in-law 'ud only conduct he
oonwersatin on the same gen-teel prir
ciple. Amt you a-goin to sign it%"
"That's the difficulty, said Sam. :"
don't know what to sign it,"
"Sign it Weller, p" said the oldest SUI
viving proprietor of that name.
won't do" said Sam. "Never sig
a valentine with your own name"
"Sign it 'Pickvick' then," said Nj
Weller. Its a very good name, and
easy III to SPELL"
"The very thing" said Sam. 8
could end with a verse. What do yo
Think"
. 81 don't like it, Sam" rejoined M
Weller. II never know'd a respectabl
coachman as wrote poetry 'cept on
as made an affectin copy O. verses I'll
: night before he wos hung for a higl
! way robbery, and he wos only a Can
bervell man, SO even that's no rule"
But Sam was not to be dissuade
Q from the poetical idea that had occurrt
to him, so he signed the letter
Your lovesick
Pickwick,
and, having folded it in a very intr
cate manner, he squeezed a down hill d
8 rection in one corner, "To Mary, Hous
maid, at Mr.. Napkins Mayors. Up
witch, suffolk" and put it into b
pocket, wafered and ready for the gene
al post.-s'Pickwick Papers,"