A LESSON FOR LOVERS.

Westport Times, Volume VIII, Issue 1143, 20 January 1874, Page 4

A LESSON FOR LOVERS.

We shall never forget that evening we spent at Magruder's years ago. We admired Miss Magruder, and we went around to see her. It was summer time, and moonlight, and she sat upon the piazza. The carpenter had been there that day, gluing up the rustic chairs on the porch, so we took a seat on the step in front of Miss Magruder, where we could gaze into her eyes and drink in her smiles. It seem probable that the carpenter must have upset his glue-pot on the spot where we sat, for after enjoying Miss Magruder remarks for a couple of hours, and drinking several of her smiles, we tried to rise for the purpose of going home, but found that we were immovably fixed to the step. Then Miss Magruder said—"Don't be in a hurry;" and we told her we believed we wouldn't. The conversation had a sadder tone after that, and we sat there thinking whether it would be better to ask Miss Magruder to withdraw while we disrobed and went home in Highland costume, or whether we should urge her to warm up the poker so that we could thaw ourselves out, or whether we should give one terrific wrench and then ramble down the yard backward. About midnight Miss Magruder yawned and said she believed she would go to bed. Then we suddenly asked her if she thought her father would have any objection to lending us his front steps for a few days because we wanted to take them home for a pattern. We think Miss Magruder must have entertained doubts of our sanity, for she rushed in, called her father, and screamed. Magruder came down with a double-barrelled gun. Then we explained the situation in a whisper, he procured a saw and cut out the piece of the step to which we were attached. Then we went home wearing the patch, and before two o'clock crushed out our young love for Miss Magruder. "We never called again, and she threw herself away on a dry-goods man. 'ihere is a melancholy satisfaction in recalling these memories of youth, and in reflecting upon the influence of glue upon the emotions of the human heart.—New York Clipper.