IN GOOD HANDS.

Globe, Volume XXIV, Issue 2530, 18 May 1882, Page 4

IN GOOD HANDS.

He was a young country fellow, a little awkwark and bashful, bus of sterling worth of character. She wan a Cincinnati belie, and had sense enough to appreciate his worth despite his awkwardness and baihfulness, ar.d was his fiancee. On a gloomy Sunday evening, last winter, they were standing In front of the window in the parlor of her homo on East Walnut Hills, watching the snowflakes rapidly falling outside. He was not up in society small talk, and, being hard up for something to say, remarked, as he watched the snow falling : ‘ This will be hard oa the old man’s sheep.’ ‘Never mind, dear,’ said she, slipping her arm around him, ‘ I will take care of one of them.’

A lady who had been travelling in Italy whs asked by a friend how she liked Venice. ‘Oh ! very much, indeed,’ was the reply. ‘I was unfortunate enough, however, to arrive there just at the time of a flood, and we had to go about the streets in boats. ’