Violet—That will suffice. I fear your enthusiastic and endless kisses will again threaten me with strangulation. O, Daniel! Daniel! thou art a dear and fervent lover, and I do hope you will return to-morrow, and pass the night with thy devoted, and pensive, and lonely Violet!
Dan—I will—I will:
And now a very brief adieu,
While I Sim Draper do pursue.
(He goes towards the shore, and she fastens her tearful eyes on his prancing form, until it fades from her dismal view, and she retires to her lonely apartment, and weeps like the wretched Niobe.)
(To be continued.)
Stephen H. Branch’s Alligator.
NEW YORK, SATURDAY, JULY 24, 1858.