LADIES' EXPRESS.

Poverty Bay Standard, Volume III, Issue 308, 18 September 1875, Page 3

LADIES' EXPRESS.

The Editor will be glad to give insertion to any local contributions from his ladyfriends that mag be considered interesting in the family circle, or to the sex general /y.] GABRIEL. Tnx last look haunts me like a spell, I see it day by day— Where-e’er-the blessed sunshine falls, Where-e’er the moonbeams play., i And borne upon the whisp’ring breeze, Thy last fond words I hear; They tell me that thou lov'st me still,: But yet thou com’st not near. Whgn in the skies a single star, Shines tranquil and serene, Beneath it stands the same bright form, ’Tis thine Evangeline. My heart is like a wand’ring bark, Upon life’s stormy sea; It cannot, dare not, know repose, W bile thinking still of thee. In silent sorrow now I roam, From ev’ry tranquil spot, I only wander fdrth again To come where thou art not! In vain thy shadow lures me on Through ev’ry changing scene ; I only pray that we may meet Once more Erangeline.

A hdt of dazzling beauty sat right t in front of me. A gentleman who had assisted the lady whose beauty was so bewitching- into the carriage, squeezed ’himself with difficulty down at my left side, that being the only available space; and from certain little attentions that passed between -them I Concluded that they were husband and wife. As we rushed onward,, from the window my eyes glanced o’er the most striking features of the landscape, and I could not for the soul of me keep from taking an occasional peep at the “ vision ■. of delight ” before me. A boy who sat next the gentleman rti my - left, went out, which circumstance gave us more comfort, as we did not feel so jammed together, the gentleman having moved a littie farther from me. W e entered the tunnel; andin the darknessof that tunnel, whether * in the body or out of the body I cannot tell; but this I know, I had a blessed . experience indeed. A light little hand was laid on my shoulder; I felt a sweet warm breath fan my face; and, heaven and earth I in a moment of time, a pair of delicious, moist small lips were rubbing at mine, adjusting themselves that ecstatic pressure —the intensification of sweetness which lips can feel, but tongue can never express. This done, the little h?nd slid down the arm, thrilling every nerve in my body, and finally deposited two or three lozenges in my hand. May the , gentleman on my left ever remain in blissful ignorance of the mistake his better half made in the darkness of that . Tunnel! He was, as I afterwards ” learned, her accredited husband.— Dundee * • >■