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Eli Perkins (at large)

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ELI IN LOVE.
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ELI IN LOVE.

[ILLUSTRATION] [Description: 627EAF. Page 058. In-line Illustration. Image of a woman who is in the process of placing a cedar garland around a mirror. The caption reads, "JULIA."]

A TAIL OF LOVE, FLIRTING AND DESPAIR.

(In Four Chapters.)

1. CHAP. I.

Eli!”

“Yes, Julia,” I said
as I helped my sweetheart
dress the room
for her Christmas party.

“Well, Eli, I was
going to say that I
could live in a garret
with the man I loved
if —”

“If what, Julia?” I said, handing
her up another sprig of cedar.

“Why, if it had a nice Otis elevator and
I could have my meals sent in from Delmonico's
and —

2. CHAP. II.

“Julia!” I said, interrupting her two weeks
after the conversation narrated in the previous
chapter, “I have something confidential to tell
you.”

“What is it, Eli?” she asked in a low silvery


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voice—a kind of German-silvery voice—throwing
her beautiful eyes upon me.

“Well, Julia,” I sighed, “I think—I think, dearest,
that I love you. Now do you love me? Do you?”

“Yes, Eli, I do love you—you know I do,” and then
she got down off the chair and flung her alabaster
arms around my neck.

“I'm very glad, Julia,” I said, “for I l-i-k-e to be
loved.”

“Well, Eli!”

But I never said another word.

3. CHAP. III.

Time passed on.

Six weeks afterwards my beloved grasped my hand
convulsively, looked in my face and said:

“Eli, such devoted, warm-hearted men as you often
make me feel very happy.”

“How, darling?” I asked, too happy to live.

“Why, by keeping away from me, Eli!”

4. CHAP. IV.

“Why, O why is this, my beloved?” I sobbed, one
bright spring morning five years afterwards.

“Because, my darling,—father and mother told me
that when you called they wanted me to propose—”

“O Julia, darling, I am thine. Take, O take, your
Eli! Never mind father—never—”

“But no, Eli, they wanted me to see you and propose—p-r-o-p-o-s-e
that you don't come here any more!”

Base flirt—I left her—O I left her!!

FINIS.