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Found this interesting while leafing through Graham's Magazine this morning. I found it interesting thoug having no particular folder except The Sinks on the forum. :-)
From Graham’s Magazine June 1856 Vol. 47 January 1856 to June 1856 p. 567, c. 2
A Female On An Excursion—A young lady from Philadelphia a few days since arrived in Petersburg, Va., in male attire. The [Petersburg] Express gives the following account of the way she “went on” while there: “She arrived in the city one day last week, to all appearance a lad of some fifteen or sixteen summers; stopped a day or two, and in the meantime fell in with some extravagant young travelers; popped champagne with them, took snacks at the ‘Bower,’ and flew around in quite handsome style. Yesterday afternoon she was on the point of leaving in the Southern cars, when her father, who fortunately guessed her course, was in pursuit of her, and just arrived by the Richmond train, found her seated in the smoking car of the Welden [Weldon, North Carolina] train, pulling away on prime Havana, with her little tiny feet cocked up against the stove, and withal quite at home. On the affectionate parent beholding his gentlemanly daughter thus metamorphosed, he was at a loss to express himself, but finally managed to exclaim, ‘Is that you, Louisa?’ To which the gallant runaway responded, ‘This is me, father. Oh! I’m so sorry I left you,’ and she burst into tears. For the fair wanderer’s sake, we suppress names. It is needless to say they returned together.”
From Graham’s Magazine June 1856 Vol. 47 January 1856 to June 1856 p. 567, c. 2
A Female On An Excursion—A young lady from Philadelphia a few days since arrived in Petersburg, Va., in male attire. The [Petersburg] Express gives the following account of the way she “went on” while there: “She arrived in the city one day last week, to all appearance a lad of some fifteen or sixteen summers; stopped a day or two, and in the meantime fell in with some extravagant young travelers; popped champagne with them, took snacks at the ‘Bower,’ and flew around in quite handsome style. Yesterday afternoon she was on the point of leaving in the Southern cars, when her father, who fortunately guessed her course, was in pursuit of her, and just arrived by the Richmond train, found her seated in the smoking car of the Welden [Weldon, North Carolina] train, pulling away on prime Havana, with her little tiny feet cocked up against the stove, and withal quite at home. On the affectionate parent beholding his gentlemanly daughter thus metamorphosed, he was at a loss to express himself, but finally managed to exclaim, ‘Is that you, Louisa?’ To which the gallant runaway responded, ‘This is me, father. Oh! I’m so sorry I left you,’ and she burst into tears. For the fair wanderer’s sake, we suppress names. It is needless to say they returned together.”
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