WINNING A WATER.

Dunstan Times, Issue 725, 10 March 1876, Page 3

WINNING A WATER.

— o — young Irishman, who was hoarding at a house near Aberdeen where there were three coy damsels, who seemed to imagine that men are terrible creatures, whom it was an unpardonable sin to look at, was one afternoon accosted by an acquaintance, and asked what he thought of the young ladies. He replied that they were shy and reserved, but ho would bet a sovereign he would kiss the three before twelve o'clock that day. It was agreed. He went in, sat down in the presence of the three demure ones, drew a long sigh, and said—- “ It wants five minutes to twelve. The spirit’s hour is coming!” Here the girls looked at the agonised young man with astonishment. “ The spirit gave me warning that I should die exactly at twelve o'clock today and you see it wants but a minute of the time,” said he. Tho girls turned pale, and pitied the foriorn-looking youth. He then walked up to the eldest of the girls and taking her by the hands, bade her a solemn farewell. He also imprinted a kiss upon her trembling lips, which she did not resist. He then bade the second and third farewell in the same affectionate manner. The clock struck twelve. Hereupon he looked around surprised, and, after a minute, exclaimed— “ Who’d have thought that an apparition would tell such a lie 1” It was some time before the sober maidens understood the joke; but when they did, they, evinced no resentment.