HOW THE NEWSPAPER MAN WOOED HIS BRIDE.|1891-08-07|Barry Dock News - Welsh Newspapers Online
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HOW THE NEWSPAPER MAN WOOED HIS BRIDE. [BY OUR "FUNNY ONE."] And now, dear Bess, I must tell you about the charming call which I enjoyed from my fiance, Al- bert, last evening. He is so witty, and and does say such delightful things, you know! I don't wonder that he is a popular newspaper man. He came rather early, and we drifted to the sofa, as usual, and began talking about the usual subjects, when he suddenly remarked that he was afraid he had actually gone to press without thinking of the lending article I asked him what the leading article was, and he said that in love it was always a kiss—an article of unvarying priority (whatever that means.) I blushed, of course, but said nothing and presently lie apologised for talking "shop," and asked if he could print a kiss on my lips. I said I didn't suppose I could prevent his attending to his own professional duties, if he chose to; and so —well, he printed, may-be an edition, I don't know how many. Then what do you suppose the un- conscionable wretch asked me ? He asked if I thought he had made any error. I told him I thought he had, certainly. "Then" said he "there is nothing for me to do but to take a proof and see." Then he kissed me about six times more! I couldn't help laughing, because I do know what a "proof" is, and I ought to have been smart enough to have prevented him. About three minutes later he asked me if I could let him have a revise. Of course, I had not the slight- est idea what a revise was, but replied that if there was one in the house, I would get it for him. He told ¡ me to sit perfectly still and he would help himself. And he did (It seems that a "revise" is a second proof.) Mamma came in just then, and Albert made only two jumps from the sofa to the piano-stool and began playing "Abide with me." I thought I should die laughing Alby is just the funniest, nicest, jollied fellow in the world After mamma went he began to talk shop" again-about setting up and lockimj up the form and holding copy (he said I was just a copy of dear mamma) and lots of other delightfully funny nonsense that I have forgotten. I began to think he never would go, but about 12 o'clock a messenger boy came with a note from the editor of the paper he is connected with down the street, and it seemed to frighten him almost to death. He dashed away without even his hat, and I heard him mutter some- thing about scare head and double head. I thought it must be something dreadful had happened or would happen to my Albert, but papa said this morning it was nothing but a railroad accident, in which ninety people were killed.

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