Okolona messenger. (Okolona, Miss.) 1900-current, 1902-12-24

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AID had = stout leg above IT, Never
thelesH the proposals were not Ions
delayed. The count called next day
while the colonel was out and threat.
ened to drown himself II Bessie r.
fused his love. When abe had Aed
from the parlor In surprise he de,
elared that death by hanging would
be his lot II the aunt didn't instantly
say yes. The colonel appeared Just
in time to take him by the arm and
lead him into a corner and say:
"See here, old man, you are blufing
on a pair of jacks. Why in the devil
don't you give yourself a fair show7
We may fall in love with a woman at
first sight over in our country, but
we don't scare her TO death ten min
utes later. Take II cool and go slow"
"Ah, but how can I when my heart
my heart-?"
Yes; it's bad on the heart but
you must control yourself. Wait ct
least two days before you propose
again"
Count Du Bots followed the party
from Paris to Rome. In the parlor
OF the hotel he told the aunt that he
could not exist another day without
her promise, and amidst the ruins Of
the Coliseum he told Bessie that he
would dash his brains out against one
OF the historic columns IL she did not
bid him hope. They lodged him by
taking an early train, but they were
scarcely installed in their hotel in
Switzerland before the count showed
up to say TO the colonel:
"From my bosom I cannot tear her
image out. She must be mine, mine
mine. I cannot live without her"
Which it is, old man?" queried
the colonel.
"Ah, 1 cannot tell. Sometimes my
whole soul goes out TO the one, and
then again it is the other"
II see. You are in the position of
an Alabama darby who has to
choose between an oreide watch and
a rhinestone pin. Well, go up and see
'em both, but don't play any high
jinks."
On the next occasion, as the count
happened to greet Miss Bessie first,
she was the one to receive his propos-
al. Resting on one knee, at her feet
he gave utterance to an appeal calcu-
lated to melt a heart Of stone. 1t be-
gan with a defamation and ended
up with a ~peroration. Subsequently
The count rushed from her presence
to climb the nearest mountain and
fling himself into a ~crevasse, but two
hours later he turned up on the
veranda with wilted collar to find Col.
Gaylord drinking a mint julep and to
woefully exclaim:
"Mon dieu! Mon dieu. This suffer
ing beyond compare; If she has not
promised to be mine ere the sun goes
down-poufl"
"Take it easy, old boy" replied the
colonel, as he slipped away at his
drink. (Which Of 'em was it that
turned you down this morning2"
1.-THE angel from Heavenl" almost
walled the count.
'Then try the other tomorrow. II
you can't get an angel, try for the
next best thing, which IL an old maid
worth $50, 900 in her own right"
"You give me hope-ife-happiness.
Now I exist once more. Now 1 will
drink 3 julep with you and calm my
self"
When the morrow came the count
sought out the aunt 10 she sat on e
rock and surveyed the grim mountain
tops. He knelt before her ana spoke
he piece. The grafton lasted ten min
utss. She listened calmly, without
either tears or smiles, and when he
rose up she complained that the NUT
ton chops at breakfast were overdone
and not to her liking. The count gazed
ct her for q moment and then fed, and
half an hour later, when the colonel
met him on the path to the spring, he
grimly said;
"COl. Gaylord, I would bid you good
by before 1 leave this world forever"
Been refused again2" queried the
colonel, as he sat down and offered HE
cigar case.
"Mon dieul Mon dieui" gasped the
count as he laid his hand on his heart.
what shall I do-what can 1 do?" pa
t~hetically asked the count.
The American studied the toe Of his
bulldog shoe for 9 moment, and then
went down into his pockets and ished
up a ten-dOllar gold piece.
"Pd take this" he said, as he extend
ed it.
"Whatl you offer me, Count Du Boia
money for my broken hearth"
"0r thisl" added the colonel. az he
crossed his legs and pointed to the toe
Of his right foot
"You would bride me or kick me
asked the count.
That's about It. Whichu you
"sir, I am Count Du Boisl"
"All the same"
"And never, dr-never will I be-
(Which is it. countP"
"Never, sir, viii I be dckedl"
Sensible man." replied the colonel,
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