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Saratoga In Darkness

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Parent Issue
Day
15
Month
September
Year
1871
Copyright
Public Domain
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F rum the N. Y. Commprci&I Adn On Fridaynight the ga&suddenly went out. It was ïügyptian darkaes The face of a black waiter made a light spot in the room. The 8un office had only one oandle. The Saratogian lighted up two old " Wide Awake " Itunps. 'i'ho Chestcrfeldian Ilathorii, with onc candle X .'i bottle, went iround, like Diogenes with his lantorn, looking tor an honest man. Dr. Haiuiltou's ohiei base singer gave out, and Dr. Strong adjourned liis prayer meeting. It was just in tliis darkness tlmt ligi't i'iinii! to nu' all at once in the Clarandon. Lt was 10 o'oiock. The stage drove up from the depot. Almost eveiy lady expoetcd her husbund on the train. Many young ladii s eapeoted theirsv hearts. Neithex the stage, thu driver, nor the hoïBea wei-t: visible.. From foroo of lnibit the inhabitanta feit their way to the receptaos room. 1 gol mixed up with the erowd, Xwenty-fise uiarried l.ulies, BevoB olil maids, and lEour young ladies commenced greeting the passengen in the d;;rknes. '■ ïLy dear William ! why did you slay so loi r" exclaimed sweet yonng wife, and then she threw her arms around my nock - our li met, I wasnM to 6e a darned i'ool. Far different. Now a dear, sweet, liquídele i brtinotte threw her arma around me. "Oh, Eu gene, why did yott nut write oftener?" mm Bobbed, and then she Bank sweetly on my bosoin. I said, weep not, Julia," and t.hrii kiseed her sweetly twenty-two times. lt #as delieions. Itmadème think of my iirst wii'e and my eollegi; days at Vulo. - A pondorous matron now approaohed - dress JecolUte, hair it la pompadour. She took me is her anus and viiispered, " O Charles, did you bring my bcnutiful dog - did jour" Bladame, my name is not Charles, and I hute dogs. i'd kill evory d- d d- , but she feil fainting at my feet. A sweet, golden haired blonde now took my hand. Bhe pressed it gently, saying: "Dear Albert, 1 know it is you, and 1 am Ho glad to seo you! You won't danoe with Lizzie Smit ii, now will you ': Now, do promise me !" I said I wouldn't. Then she held her cheek olose to mine. lt was bot with love's young hope, and pure, sweet affeetion. We were veiy happy. None but a wioked man would lmve brought sadness to this sweet, pure young -full of confidence, warm with virgin arteetioii, and beautiful with splendid girlishnees. "Do you still love mo, Albert r" ghe wliisjiered. " Undoubtedly," I roniarked. " How niuuh, darling ':" " A heap." " C), 1 am too happy! she murmured, as she fcwisted her fingeasin myauburnhair and held me in a sweet embrace. Ihia sort of thing went on i'or seventeen minutes, when C. Leiand appeared in the distanoe with a tallow candlo. I quietly withdrew and mingled onobserved in tlie orowd. As tlie canille appeared, twentyseven young men were Been Bhaking hands with as many youug ladiesin the different corners. I have seldom seen such an affeoting soene. It was a great disjjlay of afl'ecti n. One married gentleman was holding the hands of two ladies. Tho haii ot the Ladies was genurally crimpless, whilo the hair of the young gentlemen did not display a parting plaoo. 1 rriieeted, "kin sucli things be, and overeóme na like a summer shower ':" 1 consulted with J. Billings. He says they kan't. So I resolved to leave tnu place. 1 came back to Congress Hall and found the young ladies and young gentlemen having a grand ball by candió light.

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