West Virginia argus. [volume] (Kingwood, W. Va.) 1877-1946, 1898-12-01
Blue EYES AND GOLDEN HAIR.
The New School lia'am at S~aSsafraS
81 Ridge, Tucker County.
Tncio Z%ephaniah CoonskIn Writes
Us All About IL.
SAssIrRAs RIDGE. J
TICKER CoGNTY w. VA. :
Nov. %. 1898.

DEER MISTER EDITuR wv THE
ARGOS (:
Well, she cum, and she has
went. Hur cumin brawt awful
lot NV astonlshment, hur stay
razed more fuss than did Cinthy
AIMS hustle, an hur goin left u
lot NV broken harts, broken beds
an lasserated feeIins, not TO men,
shun = suite fur d~esvorce in hur
wake. l rcfur tn The skule mum
what l mensuned last weak as bein
probble.
Satterday wun Nv the directurs,
KNOWN thet | he'd to drive over IN
the ralerode stashun tn git sun
salt what Silas Brown he'd ordered,
he asst me eff l wood bring the new
skule nam an hur trunk over. Oy
course | sei 1 wood. The stashun
Is only a platform, tharo bein no
agent nor ne houses thare. When
got :hare saw u young Woman
settln thare on wan NV the salt
btrrels II looking kinder d., jscted
like at "a CRATE big trunk.
When | drive up she kinder
perked up a bit an sed good even
in, an smiled reel swete. | haven't
sene oucha a yurty glrl nowhare,
not e in a book. I sed good
e%venin, aud then she askt me if
Good tell hur how tn get tn Sassa-
fras Ridge.
"Be yu the new skule mann ?" |
askt. aud she sed she we're. Then
| told her | wood take hur trunk
with nae eff she want afeerd tn ride
In a old wagon what was loded
with salt.
The way she smiIed when she
thanked me was just KILN. |
could hardly lode the salt intu the
wagging fur wantIn ia stop an
look ut her. My but she was purity,
an yu bet | VISIT / wus yung Jest
then. She was a demure little
thing with a 6sger like a angel, an
she he'd blue eyes tibet looked like
q angels an her hare was like gold
Jest es the angels are ssd tn hev
au bur chicks gus white en- red iesi
like angels awt to hey eff the,
haven't that kind.
Well, l got the salt in the wag
gin an loded her trunk in, anc
then | helped her up intu the SEA
IN fru0t. My, when | touched heI
mp felt a thrill run through m,
that made me gasp. l amt heC
such a feolin sence the furst tim,
l kissed mu;her when we wuI
cortio.
Well, we druv over tn the tow
al she tawkSi ueerly all the time
] wood jest begin Ia ind my voic,
when she would look up at me wftl
wun Nv them purity smiles ar
then my heart would bob mp in m.
throto an shut of my wind.
let her of at Hen Whipple'
where she was ia stay and then un
loaded the salt az went home.
anhitched the bosses an put EN- i
the stall as then BET down Oh To
oatbin tn think Nv that purt
young skuls mam-she CERTAIN
giant more than ateen year old.
don't know whit Gun over me bu
found a STUB Nv q led pencil il
my vest pocket IN / wrote Tn
dolIeru poms on The TOP Nv the o.
bin
Hur eyes war blue os the skies abuv,
Uur are was a golden brown.
M1r liDs ware rel 81 cherries ripe
Tibet the farmer sells in toySA.
hds like On fetcn huc up In M arms.
IA hug hur tigite s a bar.
But line fr,ds my barts ,yood slo
beatin,
Fur Line NO. os young's she are.
! think .Iot IS purity goo,
poetry, avn bar ths Iast line.
G'oin't Nv enay thing else tu rim
with bar cept star, an ] coodeu
work that 10. IS GO vas motbe
ebn out ~ see what was keapin
IA sea she BIZ g4iDn supper II