Sunbury American and Shamokin journal. [volume] (Sunbury, Northumberland Co., Pa.) 1840-1848, 1846-06-06
From the Illinois State Gazette
LOVE IN A PRINTING OFFICE.


printing Office was no place for ove.makinr,
aud have since experienced the truth Of his
lServaion--being now perfectly convinced
ina, the flower of love can never bloom in
the midst oftypes, stands, and printing ink
1t was nv fortune once to soourn for few
d,ys in the village Of. Directly oppo.
ste the office was pretty white cottage, with
n rose bush clamberng around the easement,
and was not long in making the discovery
,l,at the atorsaid white cottage with the rose
shaded window, contained fair inmate--o flow.
er whose beauty far outshone the roses that
clustered around the window She was little
tue eyed saucy looking creature of some six.
teen summers. She was the belle of The vii.
l3c. Her name was Mary--sweet poetic
Mary.
i have a poetic passion for the name of Mary
1t was beautiful summer morning, und
Ind raised the window to admit the cool breeze
hong before ! preceived that the cottage win.
COW was a lso hosted, and that sweet little Ma.
ry vas seated near it, busy engaged with her
needle. | worked bu, little that morning. My
eyes constantly wandered towards the cottage
window, where little Mary sat, and ali sorts of
strange and fantastic notions whirled through
n,y hncyightcd brain, and began to :hink
i.lt slight touch of what the poets call lore,
-'dng in at the corner Of my heart.
A few days passed away, and the chance
nade me acquainted wiki Mary. Heavens! she
was sweet creature-she had form that
,oud have shamed the famous Venus de Med
lci. cheek that outbushed the richest peach
md u lip that would have tempted bee from
his hive on frosty morning. thought as
uazet on her in mute admiration, that had
ncver looked upon one so eXquisitely beautiful.
she seemed the embodiment OF all that is lovely
and bewitching.
Wen time passed on. and one Gay Mary ex-
pressed desire to visit the printing Office.
God! thought |, what chance III do it there,
yes, there in tho very midst Of the implements
Of mine ar-why shouldn't | Love in Prin.
ting otiice-ch. There was something origi
nal in that, and resolved to try it all hazards.
We'll, Mary came to the Office and explain.
ed TO her the uses of the various implements of
the hach drt-the press and the roller: the ink
ana the stands, and the boxes of the A. B. C's
took an opportunity to snatch her pretty, lily
white hand, and she drew it back, knocking a
stick !ulI O: matter into pi !,
Il must have a kiss for that my pretty one,
I.o a., I ,ict,
arm around her waist, and in struggling to free
herself, she upset a galley editorial, a long ar
,icIe on the Oregon question. Nothing daun
ted, made at her again. This time was
more successful, for obtained kiss. BY St.
Paul it was sweet one, and the little witch
hore n like martyr, she never screamed once ;
but as | raised my lips from hers; she Lifted
her delicate little hand, and gave me box on
we're viewed by llersche thro' his big teles-
cope. Somewhat nettled, and with my cheek
s,narting with pain, | again seized her waist
and said, 'WelI, isyou don't like i, Just take
rack the kiss She made desperate struggle
aud as she jerked herself from my arms hel
foot struck the iyepot and over it went! A.
the floor, and in her efforts to reach the door
Ier foot slipped and she fell, and in the efor
10 sustain herself her hand--her hly-whltt
hand-the same little hand that had come
IN contact with my ears-eh, horrible wa:
stuck up TO the elbow in the ink keg. Shade
Of Fyaaklin! what change came over The
beauty of that hand! She slowly drew it from
the beg, dripping with ink, and asked me wha
use made OF the tar | began to be serlOusl y
alarmed, and apologsed in the best manner
could, and to my surprise she seemed rather
pleased than angry bot there was 'lurklng
devil in her eye tina; told me there was mis-
cAIei atloat. Az ! stood surveying the blacl
covering OF her hand, scarcely able to suppress
laugh at its strange metsmorphosis she quick
" raised it on high, and brought it down Ike
slap upon my cheek Before ! could recove
from my surprise, the same little hand had a
gain descended, and again lett It's lnky impriI
on my cheek.
'Why, Mary exclaimed, 'wirat are you q
houtr
4 think you told me you rolled ink on tn
face of the form, with Lsud laugh, and agal
her hand lit upon my face, taking me broa
slap in the very middle OF my counlenance, an
most woiully bcdaubing my eyes. With gf
step and merry peal OF laughter she skppe
through the door, She turned back when bt
yond my reach, and with her rogulsh face pee
ing in at tile door way, shouted back.
Il say, Charley, what kind ofa roller does m
hand make!'
Oh said !, 'you take too much ink.
Tia ha =, she laughed well good by
Charey,-thats my impression he ha =
went to the glass aud surveyed myself for
moment, and verify believe could have passC
tor a Guinea negro without the slightest did