THE ENRAPTURED REPORTER.

[From the Lewisville, Ark., Recorder.]

The evening was most propitious. The air was balmy. The fragrance of

flowers was patent in the breeze. The limpid moonlight, in a glow of

beauty, kissed the hills and valleys. While from the vines and bushes

the merry twitter of playful birds, symphonies soft and low, entranced

with other delight, the romantic party goers. Now a still other delight

was in store--some fine music and good singing, which every recipient

enjoyed to the highest note. Thanks and compliments for such a model

evening were ornate and lavish and all left truly glad that they had

been.

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