Democratic Sentinel, Volume 13, Number 36, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 27 September 1889 — In the Gloaming. [ARTICLE]

In the Gloaming.

There were a dozen or more of us sitting in Prospect Park, at Niagara Falls, in the evening, and a man whose name was understood to be Smith, together with a woman supposed to be his wife, sat on the parapet at the brink of the cataract. We were hushed and silent, awed by that mighty pour of waters for a time, and then Smith began singing ‘‘Bock of Ages” in a low, sweet voice. It was very appropriate to time and place, and a deeper feeling was stealing over us when a woman walked through the group straight to Smith, gave his plug hat a swipe with her closed umbrella that sent it ten feet away into the water, and taking his ear between her thumb and finger she calmly said. • ''“Come along with me!” Without a word or the slightest resistance he followed her up the path until we could no longer see them for the darkness. Then we turned to the other woman for an explanation. She rose up, pulled her shawl around her shoulders and bowed gracefully as she backed away with the remark: “As I am feeling somewhat indisposed, I think I will retiah. Good evening, all.”