Martinsburg gazette. [volume] (Martinsburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1833-1855, 1839-08-22
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From the Casket.

All, VA LSuitoi, luiS IS TOO great an n00OT--
walk in, my dear sir-John a chair, for the Editor,
wheel up that elf-actor,-another to put his feet
on his hat and cane"
"Don't disturb yourself, Mr.. Short,-don't dis
turb yourself. l see you've got your wine and your
meerschaurn-l'm just in time"
"Egad, sir, and | am glad of it-John, a meer-
schaum for the Editor or stay, won't you have my
East Indian hookab?-it's delicious to smoke thro';
tell the butler to bring up a half dozen ofthat Ma
deria that was corked in '93--do sit down, sir, and
be cory like-we'l have a glorious night of it,-e-
CAD, sir but I'm honored-my very dear sir, your
health"
"Your's Jercmy-and another for the Blue
Stockings"
"Ha! ha land how did it take,-eh, my boy ~
"Made a terrible fuss Jerry-roused them like a
hive of bees-bu2z, buzz, buzz, we had it for a fort
night-anonymus letters by the bushel. I wouldn't
have cared through if They'd paid the postage
bless the dear souls, here's to them aeain ~
"With all my bertrand 1 wish the sweet an
gels were here to pledge us-I kiss my hand to
them"
"Talking of kissing, l dcclare.-why Jerry,
you are as bad as ever-you are second only to
Johannes"
ALL! a rare fellow, glorious chap was tha, same
Joliannes-he treated l. Of it like science-but, egad
sir, he didn't 60 through his subject, he forgot the
greatest of ail-he never expatiated upon Kissing
ones cousin. We're old men now, at ieas, I nm
and can speak advisedly,-but high or low, far or
near, in cups or out of them, there's nothing like
KISSING ONES COUSIN! affirm of all it. tao most
delightful. Others fight, or scream, or grow sullon.
but a cousin-the dear t~hings-always takes i, half
coyly and half kindly. And then they do blush SO !
By the bones Of my ancestors, it's the cream of
them. I've a story about il that will, convince you-
bu, do FIJI the tumbler, while I knock the neck off
this second botle-'93, glorious. Your health
again sir
"Have you ever kissed your cousin? No. Do
it, | besecch you, sir, before you say your prayers to-
night. Kissing! Egad, sir, I've been used to it
from a boy. | remember when ] went to school, a
little, sandy-haircd, ~big-pated shaven, with a head
full OF mischief, and a pocket full OF nuts, how I
used to have some littlo blue eyed favoriie, whom |
always gifted with a kiss and Gingerbread, as regu-
larly as l ate my breakfast. There were two sweet
little girls-one was my pretty cousin--who set
| each side Of me in schooi,-and when the old peda-
| gogue turned his blind eye towards us-he had but
ono blinker as the sailors sny-I used to steal kiss
from the blushing little creature on one side, and
so mako the opposite little fairy pout aud look half
jealous, and then when he'd turn bis back, I'd kiss
her in turn, and all would be right again there, but
wrong on t'other side. 1t was a nico matter to
keep it balanced-but then there was the excite
ment Of it! A merry time had | with these little
angels in that old moss covered school house -
God bless il! l must drink a tumbler to it's memo
ry.
Well there's as much in time and manner sir,
as in the rest of the amusement. It's not SO much
the kiss as the way in which you &c. ii. wouldn't
give a sous for a kiss at a party, or in a romp, or
even playing pawns, unless behind the screen. I'd
n little girl once to say: +" If 90 comes here, III
kith co." bur it hurt my feelings, agonized them,
sir, and | would'nt have kissed her for a new PEN
knife. No, motto BIO praised, it must be got by
tactics, regular scarp and counterscarp, trench,
bastion, mine, and then carry il by assault at last.
OH how / used to love, in the summer evenings
when the old folks got mapping in a corner, to get
their sweet little daughter in another, and there all
in the dark, kiss her so dcliciously-and she afraid
to say anything, lest the noise should wake them up
and show what a pickle she was in. That's kissing
for you! Or, when rambling on the river side with
a party of young folks, to linger behind with some
pretty little partner, and when nobody was locking,
to kiss her so slyly! Or, to 60 apple gathering,
and when you have you'd filled your little fairy's
apron, and she could'nt resist, just put your arm
around her, and so kiss her rubby lips! All! there's
nothing like the freshness, the purity, the SINGLE
hsartedness of youth. As we grew older, cir, we
grow conventional, and the ladies too-dear, lovely
creatures-lose their frat heaven born modesty,
and get in its place the forwardness Of tho hoyden,
or the eaectation Of the prude. Modesty's the
sweetest virtue of woman-and 50 the devil coun-
terfeits when the pure coin is lost. All! don't be
modest, Mr.. Editor-fl up-this fourth bottle is
delicious.
"a bumper"
"By Wooden there'd be soul though in you, only
you hay'nt kissed your cousin. All il took my
little cousin I'D always 8 bit Of time TO get TO kiss
her. And then she was 80 modest,--and as she
grew never altered q bit. | saw all the rest losing
their first freshness of SOU, some getting prudish,
and others getting wild,-some Cycling when kissed
as if it were a treat, and some sitting still a. sta
tues, and signing III scream i''--some tearing and
shouting so, and some actually shaping one-the
hoyden's!-yet most Of them too glad to get a kiss
from any one.--I began to scoin their hypocracy,
and at at last to despise them all. 1t was only my
pretty little cousin that kept up in my bosom a good
opinion ofthe sex. She often go, really angry at
my csPers and as for kissisg ne !-shc wouldn't