Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1900-02-03
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Tim was rather a fine locking fellow
and knew it. He had married Il woman
a few years more ancient than he was
because she had Il few more dollars than
he
He had moth"r-in-law. She was
a slight. well preserved old lady of the
period. and under almost any Eight she
looked quite as young as her daughter,
Mrs. .juiip.
This mother-in-law had a marvellous
way Of making herself up and of appear
Ing rosy and kittcnish, and if she took it
into her head to pass for sweet 10 she
could do it-at Il distance.
She was Il dutiful mothcr-in-lnw to
Tim and made il quite rs animated for
him as mothers in-law are apt to do.
She suspected that Tim was fond of
other ladcs-that he was inclined to pass
himself off as Il single man. and her heart
yearncd to prove it.
Her surmiSeS had already awakened
the jealousy of her daughter, and it had
of late been SO warm at his house that
they didn't have to burn half as much
coal as they formerly did.
But Tim was Il p"rScvCring cuSS, and
whenever he felt himself ut a safe dis
tanCC from home he would unbcnd him
self and be happy, for happy he was
when he could find somebody to hirt
with.
The park was his favorite resort. and
how lucky it was that his family" did
not know Of all his pleasant cadidocs in
that beautiful resort.
One pleasant afternoon Tim and
party of boon companions, dressed in the
height of fashion. were mcandcring
through the winding and devious ways
Of the park. when q gay and daShing
creature swept past them, casting back
a coqucttish smile that might easily have
been interpreted into an invitation if
either of them saw fit to take it up
Tim was the first to speak. for he was
an ardent youth.
'By jngoes, but she's n sumner.
say, fellows, just see me sail in and cap,
ture that charmer."
They agreed to wait and see him do it.
He turned and followed her. She didn't
appear to be extra anxious to escape
him, and so it was not long before he
overlook her. Raising his hat he saluted
her.
She replied artfuliy, and in n few mo-
mCntS he seemed to have captured the
fair creature for sure. His friends fol
lowed slowly behind to see how it would
eventUatc.
They reached a shady seat, and. rest
ing there. they kept up the same ami
mated conversation that they started.
Tim was somewhat taken. Exactly how
she looked. or how old she was. he could
not tell, for she had one of those illu-
sionary wells over her face, and they are
such assistants to fraud that many n
man has been taken in without going be,
hind them.
The result was an appointment for the
next day in the same place. Then they
parted, and Tim joined his companions in
high glce. They were disposed to doubt
his complete conquest, and so it was ar
ranged that they should be on hand the
next day to see for themselves.
The next day found him on the spot
dressed with exceeding care. His beau
tiful unknown was also on hand, and ere
long they were engaged in earnest and
loving conversation again.
"Oh. you naughty men," sighed she.
You are always capturing the hearts of
us poor, trusting women, and we are al
ways the sufferers. How do | know but
that You are Il married man-belong to
anothcrY"
"What. Can you think me guilty of so
much dcccit?"
You know we are strangers"
"What signifies it2 Fate brought us
together and we cannot deceive each
other. | love you"
'Oh. sir. it is impossiblcw
"l'll swear it,
And You are not marricd?'
"No, no, my dear. Fate has reserved
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never loved"
"Oh. oh, how my poor heart goes! Let
us retire to a place not so public for l
feel so giddy. Here, let us go into this
arhor."
"Anywhcrc in the world with you,
dearest" he whispered. as she took his
extended arm and they started for an
arbor near by.
Here they again seated themselves. and
Tim began to pour forth the same volume
of poetry that he had used on so many
other occasions. One of her little glovcd
hands he took in his. while his arm
gradually stole around her shapely and
unfolding waist.
At this moment a deeply yelled lady
came mp behind them, and Toms friends
were just passing through the arbor to
see how well he was getting along,
His charmcr called TO the yelled lady.
Come here, Mary. and just hear how
sweet he talks"
He turned toward the intruder, who
had in the meantime raised her veil, and,
half rising. he confronted his wife.
He felt as though ten pound shell had
exploded in his hat. He glanced from
his wife to his bctraycr. who had also
raised her veil. and who. of all people in
the world, should it be but his mothrr-in-
law.
His friends vanished amid the most
boistcrous laughter. and his mothcr-in-
law reached for one ear while his wife
took hold of the other, and without a
word they started with him in the dircc-
ton of home.
Poor Tim Julip. He is now broken
hearted and melancholy man. He avoids
Central park. and the places that knew
him once would require an Introduction to
him now. a wig replaces his late ny
pcrion CurIS. and it is generally under
stood among his friends that his hrtin.
days are ovcr.-Ncw York News.
UtOpinnism.
'TtopiHniSm" is another of the devils
pet words, believe the quiet admission
which we are all Of us so ready to make
that because things have long been
wrong il is impossible they should ever
be rights one of the most fatal sources