Madison Whig advocate. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 1839-1841, 1839-08-03

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turn his back, I'd kiss her in turn. anf
all would be right again there, but wrong
on t'other side. 1t was a nice matter &c
keep it balanced--but then there was
the excitement of it. A merry time had
with these little angels in that old
moss-coyered school house, God bless il
- must drink a tumbler to its memory
We'll, but there's as much in the time
and manner, sir, as in the rest of this
| amusement. It's not so much the kiss
as the way in which you get it.
wouldn't give sous for a kiss at a pa r.
ty, or IN romp, or even playing pawns
unless behind the screen I'd little
girl once TO say: If 90 comes here, I'll
kith co. but 1t hurt my feelings, agoniz-
ed them, sir, and | wouldn't have kissed
her for a new pen-knife-No. no!-to
be priced, it must be got by tactics, regu-
lar scrape and counterscrape, trench.
bastion, mine, and then carry it by as
sault at least. Oh! how | used to love,
in the summer evenings, when the old
folks got mapping in corner, to get
their sweet little daughter in another,
and there, all in the dark, kiss her so de-
llciously--and she afraid 10 say any
thing, lest the noise should wake them
up and shew what pickle she was in.
That's kissing for you! Or, when ram
bling on the riverside with a party OF
young folks, to iinger behind with some
pretty little partner, and when nobody
was looking, to kiss her so slyly! Or,
TO go apple gathering, and when you'd
filled your little fairy's apron, and she
couldn't resist, Just TO put your arm
round her, and to kiss her ruby lips!
All! there's nothing like the freshness,
the purity, the single-heartedness of
youth. As we grow older, sir, we grow
conventional, and the ladies foo--dear,
ven-born modesty, and get in its place
the forwardness of the hoyden, OF the
affectation of the prude.-Modesty' the
sweetest virtue Of woman--and so the
devil counteafeits when the pure coin is
lost All! don't be modest, Mr.. Editor
fill up--this fourth bottle is delicious.
"A bumper.
by Wodenl there'd be soul though in
you, only you hav'nt kissed your cousin.
All! it took my little cousin! I'd always
bit of a time to get to kiss her. She
was a sweet little angel And then she
was so modest,--and as she grew up she
never altered a bit. | saw all the rest
losing their first freshness of soul,-
some getting prudish, and others getting
Wholesome giggling when kissed as if
it were treat, and some sitting still as
statues, and signing, 'i'lI screamr-some
tearing and shouting SO, and some actu-
ally slapping one--the hoydenst-yet
e l.,
any one. | began to scorn their hypo-
crisy, and at last to dispise them all. 1t
was only my pretty little cousin that kept
up in my bosom a good opinion of the
sex. She often got really angry az my
capers; and as for kissing me!-she
wouldn't have done it If all the prophets
from Moses down had foretold il, or the
President of the United States or even
the good old pastor of the village had
gone down on their knees before her. /
don't know how 1t was--l saw other
cousins kissing and kissed, and that too
till it got quite common,--but it wasn't
the fate of such poor, predestinated,
unkissed sinner as J. 1t drove me well
nigh mad. tried art, plot, bribe, per-
suasion, every thing-butit wouldn't do.
Kiss me-but your tumbler7s out and
your meerschaum's dying why, my
dear sir, she'd talk with me, sing for me,
and gather the sweetest roses for me-
but she wouldn't kiss me. 1t was outra-
geous | vowed to endure it no longer.
To be crossed in my wishes, sir. | got
up one frosty morning, run off to anoth-
er uncle's and vowed I'd never 60 back
again till | was my own master. They
told me Ellen cried for days after I'd
gone,-but my blood up, | wasn't to be
made mock Of, to have people sheer at
mel
was gone FIVE years. The first year
/ was at college, and bore my absence
passably; for though | could not help
thinking of my cousin, always put my
self at once in a passion, and so got rid
of it pretty we'll. But after awhile |
began to feel mighty desolate, and missed
the walks, the songs, and the sweet roses,
and often wished | hadn't been in such
hurry but it was no use now,--l'd
vowed not to go back till | was man,
and | always kept my word. So when
left college, thought I'd go to see the
world, and set out accordingly for the
West, and betwixs hunting and fishing
managed 10 Spenu year OF Two scis
we'll | had not intended to have gone
beyond ST. Louis, but heard SO much
about the good buffalo hunting just up
the river near the Rocky Mountains;
that / resolved to take a run up there
for day or two, and have little shoot
ing by way of sport But when got
there liked it so much, that | concluded
to stay week or two longer.
well had been absent--say. three
years or more making tours on the
Prairies, and out among the Black-feet
Indians, hunting buffaloes on the hills,
smoking my pipe with the chiefs, and
kissing the Indian girls, God bless 'em
when it occurred to ma was nearly
twenty-five, and thai it could be about
as wellto be n Christian gain. or at any
rate to see how that pretty little cousin
of mine was coming on. So set out
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