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Show Idyll of the j Frozen Wheels j I i ! The soft and sensuous breezes I j from the south waft to our- sane- j ' turn a soothing story of tlrfc-irih--; . illations of a young i-ian who : lives in Mill ville. He drove to the residence of his inamorata lone evening during the recent 'severely cold weather, tied up j his pra ncing steed, and prcceed-; prcceed-; ed to the f ireside to enjoy hrai-' hrai-' self in the warm sunshine of the young lady s smiling face. .he-port .he-port hath it that his stay was quite extended. When at length ; he bade the fair one good night ! and essayed to drive homeward, ; hia vehicle refused to move. He ! lent his own strength to that of his horse. Horror! The carriage car-riage was stuck fast. He ob-I ob-I tained an axe and tried to pry the wheels loose, but they were immovable. Had they been Napoleon's Na-poleon's columns at Austerlitz, chey might more easily have been swerved. The swain aroused his prospective father in law and all tbe members of the household and acquainted them with the situation. The red embers em-bers of the kitchen fire were nursed bacs to life and a boiler of water was put on to heat. After a time it was applied to the wheels and they were thus induced to yield up their fond embrace of the frozen ground. All agreed to say nothing of the episode before the young man proceeded homeward, but the paternal progenitor concluded that a lesson must be taught all young men who prolong their stay until the very wheels stick fast, and the story was by him made public. |