His First Move
A bashful cowboy, returning from the plains to civilized society after an absence of several years, fell desperately in love at first sight with a pretty young girl whom he met at a party.
On leaving the house that evening the young lady forgot her overshoes, and the hostess, who had noticed the Westerner’s infatuation, told the young Lochinvar that he might return them to the girl if he wished. The herder leaped at the chance and presented himself in due time at the young lady’s house. She greeted him cordially.
“You forgot your overshoes last night,” he said, awkwardly handing her the package.
“Why, there’s only one overshoe here!” she exclaimed, as she thanked him and opened it.
“Yes, Miss,” said he, blushing. “I’ll bring the other one tomorrow. Oh, how I wish that you were a centipede!” And with that he turned and sped away down the street.