Year: 1874

like i" Plura Busta" l took seat on the
wood pile and watched her feed the
and by the time she had
finished that job, I made up my mind
that she was fat, not very fair, and
forty, but had she asked me how old 1
thought she was. I should have said
not day over twenty. two.


On her return we entered into con-
versation and I soon found that she
could talk chicken as fast as Wilkes
could horse.


After waiting short time the land
lord arrived, and I found myself at
home so far as lie was concerned, but
still had kind of dread when I was
called to supper, for I expected some
great and momentous question would be
sprung, of which I was totally ignorant,
but it didn't come and I feft greatly
relieved when 1 left the table.


But one thing is certain, she had a
confounded quizzical way of looking at
fellow that ruined my digestive or
gans, and l have never recovered from it
since.


A day or two after my arrival she
undertook to relate some historical
fact, and got everything wrong end to.
I happened to be pretty we'll posted on
that particular topic, and turned critic.


1 actually thought had achieved the
great victory of my life. related the
whole thing over with great versatility
and SO completely turned the tables on
her, putting different light on the
subject, that she got angry and didu't
speak to me for whole week.


Now for my efforts in courting-it
happened in this wise: She had found
out somehow that was pretty good in
figures. So on Sunday we were left
alone, had put my Sunday rig on, and
was in my room reading Harper's
Monthly when she called me; 1 relnct
lantly obeyed her summons, expecting
sho wanted me to fix chicken COOP o.
something of the kind, but on my ar
rival at TIE sitting room 1 found her al
fixe" up in her Sunday clothes, as vel
as her Sunday smiles.


thought to myself what an inferna
hypocrite, not look or smile but has
sinister motive behind it. She spoke
in her sweet tones, and asked me if L
would do her favor--I trembled from
head to foot, I thought she was going
to ask me to marry her.


Il could do no less than to answe,
anything in my power"


She produced bank book and
wanted the interest cast up ON her bank
account.


l went to work AID in less than an
hour l had accomplished the task and
showed her :ne result. 1t was perfect.
ly satisfactory to both of us.


1 took another look at her. I can't
20 this day account for the way in
which she could change her looks; in
fact, she didn't look u bit over sixteen
she was just fat ana plump enough to
make her look we'll, and the fairest
complexion l ever beheld in woman s
face! She had an angelic look!


I was SO infatuated with her charms
that 1 was forced to tell how loved
her.


She laughed as though she would
kill herself and said I was joking.


I persisted that thought she was
the best looking woman I ever saw
that was so struck with her angelic
appearance on the day of my arrival
that was unable to move and had to
take seat on the wood pile.


She said she thought I acted strange
ly but had no idea that her good looks
had anything to do with the matter.


1 thought I would try q little elo-
quence, and made one or two fair starts,
hut broke down without saying sim
gle smart thing.


l soon rallied and commenced talk
ing with her just as any fool would talk
to an ordinary woman he was smitten
with, told her of my eternal love, and
if I could only pursuade myself that /
was worthy of one so fair and so good,
l should propose at once to marry her;
that felt that my future happiness
hung on her decision.


She coolly informed me it was of no
use, at least at present, for she had a
brute of husband some where, but she
could get divorce from him, at any
time she wanted it.