George Brown and his Girl.
A youx o rat of a boot-black was loafing around the coiner of Uriswold and Congress streets just after the storm yesterday, when along came a young man in a great hurry. His hat was wet and lop-sided, his linen coat wet through, his boots covered with mud, and his shirt bosom had wilted right down to a handful of imitation coral studs and eighteen-cent linen. The boy was goiug to offer his professional services — any boot-black would offer a 4 shine' if a man's boots had been soakd in the river for a month — but the youug man got ahead of him. He asked: '• Boy, have you seen a girl go by here ?' ' Lots^of gals passing every hour in the day,' was the answer. ' Tea, J know ; but this was my girl — Mai y — rather tall — white bat — white overskirt — greon parasol — red tie — great lands ! but where is my Mary ?' ' Lost eh ?' queriod the young iSapoleoQ. ' Fes— left me down the street while I was buying this hat.' ' Any nl ishun of yours : at>ked the boy as he looked up and down ' iielation ! Why, shea my giii— the one I love, the one I'm going to marry. I'll give you a quarter to help me find her,' The boy sat down on his box, spit across the walk, aud meditafcad, an 1 finally said : ' 1 think I siw the gal about half an hour ago.' ' You did I 1 hen we are on the trail.' ' Yea, she passed here, and 1 toll you she looked a^ sweet as a peach ' ' Tec, ye-., that's Ln*J no ! JBverybod) remarks how handsome &ho is.' ' And tho teller with In-r had on one of those cut awuy-oir coats, diifii'j id pm, big sleevo buttons, c»iuw, great big collar, and no was ju>,t looking into hei eyes as it' ne loved her to death.' • W — hat r' gasped the youug man ; ' theu there was some ono with her ?' ' 1.01116 one ? Well, 1 should say bo They were locked arms, she had the Saratoga grab on her drcjjs, and as they passed me he patted her on the cheek, ' Boy — boy — look out ! Mary has always been as loving as a uove aud as< true as one of them lamp-posts. It couldn't have been Jtyary !' 4 Uoulda't" eh ? Well, all right. You, axed if I had soeo her, and then go on to call me a liar! Now, t won I move a peg to help find her .' ' . ay, boy, see here !' whispered the man, beckoning the lad to step int;o the alley behind the express office. When fcfyey were oit' the street he continued : • Now, boy, b© square, and i.ll give you ten cants. It might have been Alary, but i hardly believe it ohe ]ove4 her beorge too well, or seemed vQ.' • Is your name George?' 1 les — George tlenry .Brown ; live out here 'loven miles.' 'More prulf — stronger pruff-wush and wuss !' exclaimed the boy, hlappiu^ his leg. ' When that couple went b\ me the feller said : ' Qo/t couli you think, my darling, of linking yqur fate to (hat of sued an old p L sn George Henry Brown ?' Juat them words, said he.' • lie did, eh ? By the big Harry ! He called me an old pill, c i V' 1A id she groaued mid blushed and tittered and pened him in the riDs wit i her parasol, aud says dho : * George in a regular (Ut, but 1 was after a set ol jewelry.' Ttieu he patted, her on tluear and i heard Via talking about icecrpatn, sod) witter, preachers, certificate of marriage and a leetle cottage on a hillside. Sunthin' told me it wasn't right* and you don'c know how baj i felt. 1 ' It's all right, bub,' replied tho man as ho laid down tcu cents. ' You keep cool ! — mum is the word Ther'il be tears shed in tho west end of Wayne county botore Saturday m^htorl'll be under ground !' ' Going to hurt Bomebody ?' asked the shiner. ' A.cop cool — don't toiler mo — don't say anything! tshow me tho store where they sell sword-caueß aud brass knuckles!' About au houi' after that the Chief of Police was waited upon by George aud his girl Mary. They took chairs, and Geoigo diopped his hat on the iloor •cud \- qun < it . 'ji, tricie uu\ la.v around hero to uuuwh u buy who goes (vud lies to you
and sets you crazy and almost breaks up one of the loveliest, nicest, sweetest marriage engagements anybody ever heard of?' He might have referred to the bootblack.
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Waikato Times, Volume X, Issue 685, 4 November 1876, Page 2 (Supplement)
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766George Brown and his Girl. Waikato Times, Volume X, Issue 685, 4 November 1876, Page 2 (Supplement)
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